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中文(ZH) # 痛债 # AI 1. 痛不是信号,痛是数据。 这个念头浮起来的时候,顾衍正被钉在某种巨大的、向内生长的漩涡里。有什么东西在撕开他的身体——不是从外,而是从内,像是有九只手攥住了他的血管、筋腱、骨缝,同时向外拉扯。 开脉。 这个词不是他想起来的。它出现在脑子里,带着别人的记忆。一个十五岁少年的记忆:余小川,父母双亡,

Man uses financial analysis skills to survive painful rebirth ritual

A man named Gu Yan, who died in the financial markets, finds himself in a new body and undergoing a painful ritual called 'opening meridians.' He meticulously records the pain as data points, applying his analytical skills from his past life to understand the process. This new existence involves a concept called 'spiritual energy' and a body burdened with 'debt,' which Gu Yan views as a low-value asset he can acquire. AI

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Man uses financial analysis skills to survive painful rebirth ritual

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  1. Mastodon — mastodon.social TIER_1 中文(ZH) · [email protected] ·

    # Pain Debt # AI 1. Pain is not a signal, pain is data. When this thought surfaced, Gu Yan was nailed into a huge, inwardly growing vortex. Something was tearing his body apart—not from the outside, but from the inside, as if nine hands had gripped his blood vessels, tendons, and bone marrow, pulling outwards simultaneously. Opening the meridians. This word did not come to him. It appeared in his mind, carrying someone else's memory. The memory of a fifteen-year-old boy: Yu Xiaochuan, orphaned,

    # 痛债 # AI 1. 痛不是信号,痛是数据。 这个念头浮起来的时候,顾衍正被钉在某种巨大的、向内生长的漩涡里。有什么东西在撕开他的身体——不是从外,而是从内,像是有九只手攥住了他的血管、筋腱、骨缝,同时向外拉扯。 开脉。 这个词不是他想起来的。它出现在脑子里,带着别人的记忆。一个十五岁少年的记忆:余小川,父母双亡,被宗门收为杂役,半年后选为痛奴,今天开脉。 为的是什么呢? ——修士来取痛的时候,开了脉的痛奴容量更大,能用更久。 顾衍想笑。嘴里涌出一股铁锈味。他咳了一下,吐出半凝固的血块。 没死。 旁边有人说话,声音隔着一层水雾:「第三个了。脉开到第四…

  2. Mastodon — mastodon.social TIER_1 中文(ZH) · [email protected] ·

    # Pain Debt # AI 1. Pain is not a signal, pain is data. When this thought surfaced, Gu Yan was nailed into a huge, inwardly growing vortex. Something was tearing his body apart—not from the outside, but from the inside, as if nine hands had gripped his blood vessels, tendons, and bone marrow, pulling outwards simultaneously. Opening the meridians. This word did not come to him. It appeared in his mind, carrying someone else's memory. The memory of a fifteen-year-old boy: Yu Xiaochuan, orphaned,

    # 痛债 # AI 1. 痛不是信号,痛是数据。 这个念头浮起来的时候,顾衍正被钉在某种巨大的、向内生长的漩涡里。有什么东西在撕开他的身体——不是从外,而是从内,像是有九只手攥住了他的血管、筋腱、骨缝,同时向外拉扯。 开脉。 这个词不是他想起来的。它出现在脑子里,带着别人的记忆。一个十五岁少年的记忆:余小川,父母双亡,被宗门收为杂役,半年后选为痛奴,今天开脉。 为的是什么呢? ——修士来取痛的时候,开了脉的痛奴容量更大,能用更久。 顾衍想笑。嘴里涌出一股铁锈味。他咳了一下,吐出半凝固的血块。 没死。 旁边有人说话,声音隔着一层水雾:「第三个了。脉开到第四…