At the beginning, I traveled through time and became a servant in the Royal Horse Prison of Heaven. I was deprived of spiritual rice, punched and kicked by the immortal officials every day. I thought I would die like an ant at the bottom of Heaven - until I picked up a Bodhi seed fragment, which actually connected to the Blue Star!
That day, the screen of China's "Abnormal Phenomenon Monitoring Center" suddenly played real-time footage of the Heavenly Stables: the insults of the immortal officials, the trampling of the Pegasus, and the tragic scene of my broken ribs.
The country established the "Journey to the West Command" overnight.
The first supplies they delivered to me were not elixirs, but high-energy compressed biscuits and a miniature electric shock device disguised as a jade pendant.
The next day, when the immortal official who had deprived me of my spiritual rice cracked his whip again, I used an electric shock device with my backhand to shock him until his whole body convulsed.
He looked at me in horror, as if he were looking at a monster.
And this is just the beginning.
AI reversely deduced the cultivation techniques to help me draw Qi into my body in three days;
The electromagnetic pulse patch is designed to overcome low-level magic and make the magic of immortals malfunction;
Psychic mechas are projected across the world, suppressing the demon king like crushing ants;
Artificial flat peaches are mass-produced, and even Taishang Laojun came to ask for cooperation.
From a dying handyman, I counterattacked all the way to become an envoy of heaven, a liaison officer between the two worlds, and the commander-in-chief of the anti-demon coalition...
Until one day, I stood in the Lingxiao Palace and showed my cards to the Jade Emperor and Tathagata:
"The era when immortals and Buddhas monopolized the resources for cultivating immortals must come to an end."
Behind me are tens of millions of foundation-building monks from Blue Star, a cluster of psychic motherships, and countless creatures who long for equality.
And in front of me was the cold gaze of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and the ultimate black hand hidden deep in the shadow of the universe, feeding on the internal friction of civilization.
"Or, let's live together."
"Or, die together."
