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In a dystopian China blighted by climate change, a troubled genius sets out to save mankind and redeem his family's honor, but not if his enemies have anything to do with it...
By 2048 climate change is deadly and threatens the existe...
My taxi slowed and stopped outside the Běijīng Television Building. Knowing Dieng was waiting for me I calmed my breathing, trying to manage stress levels. Moments later I hopped out, took a step forward and lowered my head to talk to the driver who had his holo-window dematerialized. "Keep the engine running and wait for me," I said. "I won't be long." He nodded and got comfortable. Meanwhile, I turned hesitantly and made my way in. I passed through the plant-filled lobby and glared to my left side. Seated behind his desk and filling out holo-reports was Henry the security guard. Luckily, he was one of my understanding colleagues, unlike the majority who waited for me upstairs. I was in no mood to talk, but as the officer was always kind to me, I indulged him. "Morning Henry," I said to the heavily-built man. He looked up, paused, and buffered his lips, probably sensing my lack of enthusiasm for the day.
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"Chon, cheer up," he chirped, "and don't let your chin droop so low. It's not every day brothers get to travel the world and support each other, so despite recent events...you should be proud."
I wished it was that simple.
"Anyway," Henry finished, "I'll let you get on!"
Acknowledging the guards' efforts, I threw up a thumb and quickly headed for the stairs. It was an easy way to escape the awkward silences of the elevators and prepare for the discomfort to come. When I'd reached the top, I opened the fire exit with a swipe of my wrist, then passed through the dematerializing static.
