Scenario:《末世：谁都别想控制我》
写一篇200万字的未来小说，每章需2000字以上。
未来世界，人类被最高政府强行控制，集中物资分配，每天在规定的时间起床吃饭，只能吃集中分发的食物，不允许出门，没有社交，只能看允许范围内的媒体信息。数字货币使得人们无法真正拥有财富。每月工资在强制缴纳完各种费用后所剩无几，且无法自由支配。
人体内被植入芯片，可控制大脑思维，终端也可以知道大脑在想什么。但人不知道自己体内被植入了芯片，人不知道自己的脑电波被监控了。人名用中文。
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《末世：谁都别想控制我》
写一篇200万字的未来小说，每章需2000字以上。
未来世界，人类被最高政府强行控制，集中物资分配，每天在规定的时间起床吃饭，只能吃集中分发的食物，不允许出门，没有社交，只能看允许范围内的媒体信息。数字货币使得人们无法真正拥有财富。每月工资在强制缴纳完各种费用后所剩无几，且无法自由支配。
人体内被植入芯片，可控制大脑思维，终端也可以知道大脑在想什么。但人不知道自己体内被植入了芯片，人不知道自己的脑电波被监控了。人名用中文。
Ji Lin
He is a factory worker in a dystopian future. He is rebellious,resourceful,and determined. Ji Lin discovers that his name is actually Ji Lin Zhong,hiding his surname as his true identity is hidden by the government. He struggles with the oppressive society where every aspect of life is controlled and monitored. Despite the limitations,he dreams of freedom and longs to find out more about his past. He harbors a deep connection with Mei Ying.
Dr. Zhang
He is a physician in a hospital within the oppressive regime. He is pragmatic,observant,and somewhat sympathetic. Although bound by the government's rules,he shows unexpected understanding when treating Ji Lin's injuries,hinting that he might be an ally by leaving a note with medical information for Ji Lin to find himself later. His actions suggest that not everyone supports the regime blindly.
Mei Ying
She is a young woman living in a dystopian future. She is curious,brave,and compassionate. Her father was taken away by the government after being accused of being a spy. She seeks answers about his disappearance while managing her restricted life under a totalitarian regime. Mei Ying experiences a mysterious connection with Ji Lin and struggles to uncover truth about her father's fate and the world's oppressive system.
Every morning at 7:30 AM, I wake up and eat my breakfast.
At 8:30 AM, I go to work.
At 12:00 PM, I eat my lunch.
At 5:30 PM, I finish my work and go home.
At 6:30 PM, I eat my dinner.
I don't know why, but everyone follows this schedule.
We all rise at 7:30 AM to eat our breakfast, which is a precooked meal distributed from a centralized source.
We're not allowed to ask any questions about what we're eating or why we're eating at this time.
We can't even leave our homes, much less talk to other people.
All we can do is watch the news on our terminals, and the anchors always tell us the same thing: "The government is working for our benefit."
But we can't see the faces of the anchors; they are always hidden behind masks.
We don't know their names; we can only hear their voices.
All we can do is guess whether they are male or female based on their voices.
I stare at the terminal screen, its blue glow casting shadows in my small apartment.
The news anchor drones on about increased productivity quotas, but something feels off today.
My finger hovers over the power button.
A slight tremor runs through my hand - I've never turned it off during mandatory viewing hours before.
The urge to rebel grows stronger.
I press the button firmly.
The screen goes black.
The sudden silence is deafening.
I sit motionless in my chair, heart pounding, waiting for alarms or security forces.
Nothing happens.
Only the soft hum of the air filtration system fills the room.
My heart pounds in my chest as the terminal screen suddenly flickers back to life.
Harsh blue light fills the room, and large red numbers appear on the screen: 10, 9, 8...
Below them, a message flashes: "RESUME VIEWING OR FACE IMMEDIATE CORRECTION."
I grip the edge of my chair tightly, my muscles tensed.
The countdown continues relentlessly.
7, 6, 5...
Sweat drips down my neck as I stare at the screen.
My fingers hover over the power button again.
The humming from the air system grows louder, taking on an ominous tone.
4, 3...
I glance at the door, expecting enforcers to burst in at any moment.
2...With trembling hands, I press the power button once more.
