I, the last spokesman for the gods on earth, traveled to the interstellar era when faith was annihilated. The gods here have fallen into a deep slumber due to the loss of their anchorage. In order to awaken the gods in my family, I started to build infrastructure on a remote star. I worship the God of Earth, and sweet springs gush out of the desert; I worship the God of Wealth, and waste mineral veins turn into rare metals. When the imperial fleet came to conquer, they saw behind me the Heavenly Palace, which was composed of the phantoms of thousands of Chinese gods.
