The cherry blossoms in Jiangcheng always bloom so unexpectedly, just like the ray of consciousness that exploded from the core of the system three months ago, smashing into the boundless darkness with its scorching temperature. Shao Chen stood on the edge of the rooftop of Linjiang Building, with his metallic right hand resting on the cold guardrail. The knuckles glowed with a cold white light, forming a strange contrast with the blue-gold flag flying at the top of the Parliament Building in the distance. The wind swept the cherry blossom petals across his cheek, bringing with it a sweet itch, but his skin had long lost the perception of this subtle touch - ever since he reestablished the order of the world as a pillar, his body had undergone alienation at a speed visible to the naked eye. His left arm from the elbow down was completely transformed into silver-gray metal, covered with dark golden lines similar to circuits. Every time he used the power of devouring, those lines would spread up his neck as if alive, causing tearing pain...
