#《The Indifferent Queen of Off-Chain Computing》
She sits in the darkness, the blue light of the screen reflecting her cold eyes,
Coprocessor is nothing but a silent blade to her,
Every line of code is like poison, severing the hypocritical beliefs,
She uses cold logic to isolate emotions,
Treating $LA as a game, a slaughter where no one wins.
Don't expect her to show mercy to anyone,
She is world-weary yet persistent, obsessively immersed in the cold world of technology like a sickly sweet girl,
In the darkness of off-chain, she laughs as she watches people tear each other apart,
Leaving only her own loneliness, and an incomprehensible fervor.
This is a love without warmth,
Yet it is more real than all the false embraces.
