When high-dimensional cracks tore through the sky and Klein blue light dust poured down like a rain of death, my left eye suddenly saw through the eleven-dimensional space.
My name is Lin Shen. I have terminal pancreatic cancer and should have died within three months. But that day, I became the only "sky patcher" in the world - the cancer cells in my body reached a delicate balance with the primordial spiritual liquid, giving me a god-level left eye that can see through dimensions.
And my sister Lin Qian, who was suffering from leukemia and was as thin as a piece of paper, could predict the coordinates of death by folding paper cranes. She is the "beacon", the inheritor of Emperor Wa's edict, and my only light in this collapsed world.
In order to rob us, the special service team of the Eastern Huang Federation came down to kill us mercilessly, the gray knights of the Western Alliance showed their butcher knives, and the ancient night watchmen pulled out their mahogany swords. Technology and metaphysics collide in the apocalypse, and the strangulation of multiple forces leaves us with nowhere to escape.
From the ruins of Pearl City, to the fog of Zhongnan Mountain, to the Tianwangwu Mountain, the first cave of Taoism. I used my sister's foresight to clear the way for me, and used Goldfinger's left eye to kill my enemies. Every escape is a counterattack, every confrontation is an upgrade.
In front of the last line of defense in Wangwu Mountain, my sister whispered to me: "Brother, I saw... The real patching of the sky requires my soul."
At that moment, I finally understood that Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains is just a myth, and true redemption requires the cruelest price. I personally pushed my sister's soul into the high-dimensional crack, and used her life to suppress the Jiu Feng that destroyed the world.
I survived and became a god who saved the world. But I just want to destroy this world without her.
