The day the alien fleet arrived, Li Xian was out buying groceries.
The three-meter-tall Blackscale commander crushed the street beneath his foot and swung a plasma blade at a screaming little girl. Li Xian happened to be walking by with a basket of groceries. He caught the blade between two fingers, then kicked the commander straight into the mothership. “You’re so loud. My girlfriend’s waiting for me to come home and make braised pork.”
The whole world watched live. Seven billion people fell to their knees.
Azure Dragon of the Dragon Group knelt at his door, begging him to lead the Earth Alliance. Li Xian only asked, “Do you offer social insurance and a housing fund? Do we get weekends off? How’s overtime pay calculated?”
In the end, he took a job in the Special Affairs Bureau’s logistics department for a monthly salary of 4,500 yuan. He rented a partitioned room and burned his fried eggs, yet could split a black hole with one sword strike.
His girlfriend, Lin Shishi, had been dating him for three years and still thought he was broke. Then she dreamed she was the Starsea Empress. Then the truth beneath Earth’s core burst into the open
Earth was a flowerpot, civilization was a crop, and Li Xian was the forty-ninth generation of the Seedkeepers.
Three million years ago, he had cut open Heaven’s Gate, released Earth’s Gate, designed reincarnation, and left behind a “variable”: Lin Shishi.
In this life, he tore up the script. To hell with fate. He chose his wife.
Their combined technique, “Return to the Stars,” opened Heaven’s Gate with a single sword strike. They fought from alien elder gods to the edge of the universe, then from the edge of the universe to beyond the cycle of reincarnation.
The world’s strongest man could no longer hide it.
But all he wanted was to go back into hiding and make her braised pork.
