As a broom swept over fallen leaves, no one would have guessed that the hands holding it had once wielded the sharpest blade. Lin Mo was the most unremarkable student at Tianhai University. Every day, he showed up on time on the path behind the teaching building, wearing the plainest uniform and doing the most “marginal” job of all: sweeping the ground. He wore a carefree grin and had mediocre grades, seeming like a good-for-nothing who was just coasting through life. But only a few people knew that his breathing was steadier than a cheetah's, and his gaze colder than a falcon's.
The campus seemed peaceful on the surface, but danger lurked everywhere. Experts hid in dormitories, cafeterias, and even behind lecterns. Lin Mo only wanted to keep a low profile, but he kept getting dragged into one “accident” after another. A mysterious incident in the library basement awakened the dormant “War God Gene Awakening System” within him, and from then on, there was no turning back.
The milk tea shop run by his childhood friend Su Qing became an intelligence hub. The two of them bantered as they joined forces to expose the hidden hands at work on campus. Lin Mo used the System to copy the special abilities of other awakened people, taking on ten opponents at once. With boosted attributes, he withstood the assault of multiple A-rank experts, while combat analysis let him turn the tide at the last possible moment. He began to earn a reputation as the legendary “Sweeping Monk”: still as a mountain when at rest, and a thunderbolt when he moved.
Every awakening took a toll on his body, and every victory left him carrying a heavier burden. Standing at the heart of a storm rocking the city, pressed on both sides by former military forces and the underground world, he finally understood that true strength did not mean invincibility. It meant holding on, again and again, at the very limit.
When peace is just a facade and order could collapse at any moment, can a Sweeping Monk protect the light in his heart?