I am Lacey, a lecturer at Intercity University of Electronic Science and Technology, majoring in computer science.
Due to physical reasons, I cannot install a brain terminal, and I have been the target of ridicule since I was a child.
Both teachers and classmates think that my achievements in this life are limited. Even if I work very hard and have a high IQ, I still cannot catch up with those who have terminals installed in their brains.
Because, I have a fatal flaw. Compared with those who have terminals installed in their brains, I am more easily controlled by emotions, more easily excited, moved, and irritated. Under current values, a person like me is equivalent to a disability.
My classmates and teachers always feel that I cannot control my emotions and are afraid that I will suddenly have an emotional breakdown. But in fact, being free to feel a variety of emotions without having to suppress them because of a utopian system monitoring me made it easier for me to learn to resist stress and control my emotions.
But no one can understand me.
Including my parents, they are typical elites and are Ph.D.s from the institute. I have never seen them smile.
They had high hopes for me, but their hopes were shattered when the doctor told them that it would be impossible for me to have an intracerebral terminal installed.
So, they gave up on me and gave birth to a younger sister. My sister is very healthy. She was installed with a terminal in her brain when she was born. From then on, she lived a life that was properly arranged by her parents and the system. On the one hand, I was jealous that she got all the attention and effort from her parents, and on the other hand, I felt sad for her.
And she was destined not to be able to read the way I looked at her.
A life arranged by the system is smooth, but what's the point of living a rigid lifestyle, lacking emotions since childhood, and being unable to feel other people's love or disgust for her?
Maybe, these are all my excuses to comfort myself. Only in this way will I feel better.
I have suffered too many glares, and over time, I have become numb. I no longer have expectations for my parents and friends. I only have myself and I can only believe in myself.
After taking the career planning test, the Utopia system gave me the result: teacher.
My parents were even more disappointed with me because I was not a senior researcher at the institute or a manager in charge of high-tech industries.
At this time, I felt that the Utopia system was sometimes good. At least I did not object to becoming a teacher. This career plan was quite suitable for me.
As for the profession of teacher, it can also be handled using virtual glasses.
However, the reason given by the Utopia system made me laugh or cry: I am physically disabled and cannot install a brain terminal, so I am suitable for teaching students with uneven basic skills. According to current data, less than half of the students are unable to complete their studies because they cannot understand the teacher's faster teaching speed. Therefore, they are considering lowering the professional standards of teachers and choosing more diverse talents.
I became a teacher at this university.
I also found that students are more diverse than I imagined.
Some of them are geniuses, like my sister, who was born with a terminal installed in her brain. She is born with no mood swings and can focus on research. There are also ordinary people who, although they are not born with brain terminals, can install them when they grow up. These ordinary people actually have a lot of obscure negative emotions, but due to the control of the Utopia system, they have to control themselves all year round. negative emotion.
Over time, everyone becomes a master at managing their emotions, but that doesn’t mean they don’t feel angry and sad.
There are others who are less qualified, but better than me, and can eventually install brain terminals. They go to a medical center regularly for recuperation to prevent mental illness. Sometimes they have sudden emotional outbursts, but they also control them consciously.
I began to think that people with various emotions are normal people, because this is their nature.
So, I began to guide students to express their emotions and lead them to understand history.
The ancient people in history all had various rich emotions, although in subsequent events, this emotion proved to be a flaw.
But I want to tell the students that although this is a flaw, it does not mean that it cannot exist.
The school found out about my teaching plan, and the principal called me over for a talk and ordered me to stop this anti-mainstream teaching content.
I fought hard, but no one stood in my shoes and agreed with my ideas.
Only some students still support me.
The utopian system says that everyone has equal opportunities and everything is fair.
But people like me, who cannot install terminals in my brain and have strong emotions, have suffered discrimination for so long and cannot express my opinions freely. Is this equality?
After thinking about it carefully, I think the problem lies in the terminal in the brain.
In fact, everyone is no different after birth. As long as they are human beings, they will have emotions. But it is because of the terminal in the brain that people are divided into three, six or nine grades, and people's emotions continue to be suppressed.
If there were no terminal monitoring in the brain, would everyone be able to express their emotions freely and accept my point of view?
I want to rescue everyone.
So I wrote a virus to spread in a small area through the campus LAN.
However, the Utopia system is very powerful and quickly eliminated the virus I wrote. This only caused some students to have unstable nerve terminal connections and did not achieve my purpose.
I began to constantly rewrite the virus, with the goal of invading everyone's brain terminals and shutting down the Utopia system's monitoring system.
Fortunately, I only used the school's local area network as a communication channel and was not directly connected to the Utopia network. In addition, I did not install a terminal in my brain, so the Utopia system could not monitor what I was doing. This caused my series of actions Never been discovered.
With constant attempts, I gradually figured out the way.
I found a way to destroy the modules in my brain's terminals responsible for monitoring emotions.
After trying the experiment on several students, they all found that their brains seemed to be broken and unresponsive.
On the day the plan was implemented, I used the authority of the school LAN administrator to spread the virus to everyone in the school through the LAN.
Of course, I was also prepared to fail, because this time the scale was large and it was likely to be discovered.
Worst case scenario happened, the LAN sent out an alert asking for my identity and location. At the same time, all terminals in the brain were warned and the highest intensity firewalls were set up.
I was unwilling to do so. The plan had to succeed. In a hurry, I accidentally discovered that there seemed to be a backdoor, or loophole, in the terminal in my brain that allowed me to exploit this loophole.
It seems that no one has ever discovered this backdoor, at least I haven't heard of it from any source.
I decided to exploit this backdoor.
I successfully sent the virus into everyone's brain terminal.
The result was of course a success, and the Utopia system no longer wanted to monitor everyone in the school.
But the way it was implemented was not what I imagined.
Everyone died. The chips in their brains exploded. Because of my hasty decision, everyone died.
Only students and teachers who were not in school survived.
I'm sorry for everyone, I will atone for my sins, and I will definitely give you an explanation.
Everything will be restored to its original state, everyone's life will continue, and no one will find out.
