In an apocalypse where sunlight has become poison, Lin Ye develops “light-eating syndrome.” He needs light the way a drowning man needs air. For five years, he has struggled in the despairing quagmire beyond the “outer wall,” where every time the clouds block the sun, the countdown to death draws closer. Then, during a desperate escape, he touches a mysterious fragment in the ruins.
In an instant, his shackles shatter! The vast “psionic energy” dormant within him awakens, and a mysterious “Psionic Construct Assistant System” appears in his mind. Light-eating syndrome is no longer a death sentence, but the fuse that ignites his power. He can convert light into “Lumen Cores” (LC) that sustain his life, and he gains “Psionic Sight,” which lets him perceive the energy in all things.
But this is only the beginning. His psionic power is one of a kind, and the System is a key to “creation”! He scans ruins and analyzes everything, while a database rapidly expands in his consciousness. Through “Psionic Construct Engineering,” he can turn data and psionic energy into reality: nanites coalesce into light blades that tear through the darkness, psionic pulses destroy threats, and digitized spaces store priceless treasures... From a single light blade to psionic armor covering his entire body, his creations continue to evolve.
From a refugee boy struggling to survive to a powerhouse wielding the power of psionic creation, Lin Ye’s ambitions have long since surpassed mere survival. He ventures deep into the heart of the cataclysm, analyzes the ruins of civilization, and uncovers a terrifying piece of the truth behind the apocalypse. As he turns his gaze to the stars, the ultimate blueprint lights up in the System: he will build a starship of his own.
From a faint glimmer in the gutter to a mighty vessel slicing across the starry sky, Lin Ye’s journey begins with a longing for light, and will end with him illuminating the boundless darkness of the universe!
Dear readers,
Show Xin'an.
When you open this book "Age of Cataclysm: Awakening of the Extraordinary", you may be curious about the story, or you may just encounter it by chance - but no matter what, I want to say "thank you" here.
This is a story that grows slowly under the desk lamp late at night. I wrote it over and over again three times, deleting it until my fingertips felt hot, and I also had insomnia at three in the morning because of the fate of a certain character. It contains my delicate thoughts hidden in the words, the capture of the glimmer of ordinary life, and the whispers I want to say to everyone who is "living seriously".
The protagonists will lead you through the crowded crowd, through their confusion and determination. Maybe you will see your own shadow in a certain plot, or you may suddenly stop for a certain conversation. I dare not say that this is a perfect story, but it is sincere enough - like a friend sitting across from you and slowly telling a story that has been hidden for a long time.
If you are willing to enter this world and accompany them for a while, that is the most precious gift to me.
I hope you can find your own light in the story.
——[Kulujiu]
Dear readers, Show Xin'an. When you open this book "Age of Cataclysm: Awakening of the Extraordinary", you may be curious about the story, or you may just encounter it by chance - but no matter what, I want to say "thank you" here. This is a story that grows slowly under the desk lamp late at night. I wrote it over and over again three times, deleting it until my fingertips felt hot, and I also had insomnia at three in the morning because of the fate of a certain character. It contains my delicate thoughts hidden in the words, the capture of the glimmer of ordinary life, and the whispers I want to say to everyone who is "living seriously". The protagonists will lead you through the crowded crowd, through their confusion and determination. Maybe you will see your own shadow in a certain plot, or you may suddenly stop for a certain conversation. I dare not say that this is a perfect story, but it is sincere enough - like a friend sitting across from you and slowly telling a story that has been hidden for a long time. If you are willing to enter this world and accompany them for a while, that is the most precious gift to me. I hope you can find your own light in the story. ——[Kulujiu]