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Antonin est un programmeur de 21 ans, dont le plus grand rêve est de créer sa propre équipe de nalecs, des petits robots, et de participer aux plus grandes compétions. Antonin est plutôt doué, mais, une fois arrivé en catégorie supérieure, lui et son équipe enchaînent les défaites, Antonin cherche donc à renverser la tendance en créant un programme, mais celui-ci pourrait attirer l'attention de certaines personnes malveillantes. En remportant le championnat et en acceptant un partenariat avec la fondation élite, Antonin va, sans le savoir, changer la vie de millions de personnes.
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