Mo Yan Tiangong

On a rainy night when he was seven years old, Lu Yuan witnessed his parents driving a wooden kite into a thundercloud and sealing the Star Gate with their lives. Nine years later, the awakened bronze gear in his blood triggered a prophecy - a night of golden powder coagulating blood, the mountain monument cracking, and the memory of the machine slave rebellion three hundred years ago reappearing with the hunting dog. In this world of mechanical cultivation where pain is currency, Lu Yuan's wood-grained body becomes the medium to sense the veins of organs, Lin Suyi's ice silk suture technique maintains his half-human, half-machine heart, and the bloodline of Shennong awakened from the cracks in Xiaohe's silver bracelet is turning the bronze wheat field into a star gate that pierces time and space. From tempering the Karma Blade in the lava pool to sewing up the light-year cracks in the imaginary universe, every breakthrough is a game of flesh and blood: exchanging taste for Thousand Machine Eyes, forging non-attack blades with love threads, and finally needing to cut out the heart as a scale to weigh the proportion of love and heaven. When the quantum peach core fissioned in the Star Ring Dyson Network, was the bargaining chip for the final blood sacrifice the frozen time of the concentric locks in Lin Suyi's hair, or the painless dawn that Xiao He had gained from reincarnation for thirteen lifetimes? Gears bite into pieces of the galaxy, and ink lines measure life and death. The white-haired boy guards the quantum peach tree, waiting for an answer that spans the mechanical era - perhaps the so-called eternal life This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.