It's not a cool novel, there's no time travel, it's just the helplessness of the times.
This is not a legend, it is a record. The spiritual stone turns spiritual power into copper coins, and turns flesh and blood into slag; the fairy door opens to welcome ingenuity and capital, not mortals. In the account books of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, more than a hundred "blood seedlings" were only worth a line of cinnabar; the abacus in the dock accounting room rang, and a thousand laborers were replaced by camel spirits overnight. Lu Qingshan punched Mr. Huang, but he couldn't break the new iron order; Mo Yichen used spells and talismans, but couldn't save the boys and girls whose souls were locked in the fire; Zhao Mingyuan installed a gear hand on the girl with a broken arm, but the other end of the gear was connected to a blood pool. The industrial revolution in the world of immortality does not reveal a path to ascension, but a poem of despair for all living beings.
