Lin An grew up in an orphanage. When he was twenty-four, his first love told him, "Be realistic."
Then she left.
That night, he cooked instant noodles in his rented room. Outside the window glimmered the city lights he would never be able to afford.
Then one day, he discovered that he could "see" malice.
The yellow glint in his boss's eyes meant scheming. The pale light beneath a coworker's smile meant exclusion. The piercing red in a late-night alley meant genuine murderous intent.
This world was awakening.
Some became gods. Others turned into monsters.
And Lin An chose to be the most inconspicuous person of all:
A yes-man at the office by day, a cleaner of trash in dark alleys by night.
Everyone who tried to hurt him would eventually pay the price.
He never explained, never showed off. Afterward, he would simply hold a cup of cheap instant coffee and smile innocently.
"Me? I'm just an ordinary person."
But when the shadows of higher dimensions shrouded the globe, when those who had once abandoned him knelt at his feet, when the whole world wanted to know the identity of that "mysterious awakened one"...
Lin An still cared about just one thing:
Could the old director of the orphanage enjoy a hot bowl of wontons in peace?
This is the story of an ordinary man forced to be cautious on the eve of the apocalypse.
It's also a story about protecting what matters: the warmth of everyday life, and the comfort of a bowl of wontons.
