On a rainy night, **Gu Linyuan** woke up in the Bitcoin mine. The bronze ring in his palm was devouring computer data. When the encrypted code turned into ancient inscriptions in his pupils, he saw——
The Tianyuan that he cut off eight hundred years ago is now tearing apart the present world at the bottom of the Huangpu River.
**"Old friend, how does it feel to trade the longevity of a hundred thousand white-collar workers for eternal life?"**
On the top of the skyscraper, Gu Linyuan's sword pointed out the Taotie tattoo under Lu Chenxiao's suit. The financial giant who manipulated the stock market chuckled and raised his hand, and the electronic screens across the city suddenly played an ancient battle:
**The brothers who fought side by side back then are now using the employee punch-in machine to draw blood. **
In this concrete jungle:
- The Dunhuang dance performed by Internet celebrities in live broadcast is actually a sacrificial dance that opens the door to hell.
- The "tramps" wandering in the subway tunnels are the remnants of ancient battlefields looking for hosts.
- While Gu Linyuan was delivering food, he always heard the sound of war drums from eight hundred years ago coming from his helmet.
**"They say the cracks in the abyss will lead to the destruction of the world."**
He turned the accelerator of the electric car, and the modern work clothes in the rearview mirror turned into broken armor: **"But I don't know that people's greed has long since turned the world into purgatory."**
When bronze fangs sprouted from the office building, and when the drones formed a sword formation to kill immortals, Gu Linyuan finally remembered the true purpose of the ring——
This is not a time-travel prop at all, but a **civilization melting pot* that he personally built eight hundred years ago.
