The entire world loses power, and endless night descends.
Communications fail, order collapses, and monsters roam the darkness. The whole city becomes a hunting ground of blood and fire. Everyone fights for a bite to eat, a bottle of water, or a glimmer of light.
Only in Zhou Chen’s home, an old-fashioned electric meter that should have been retired long ago keeps slowly turning in the dark.
And every kilowatt-hour he uses awakens an ability in one of his household appliances.
The rice cooker prepares spirit rice, the refrigerator freezes the uncanny, the air conditioner creates a domain, the router takes control of the entire building, and whatever goes into the microwave comes out cooked through.
When the neighbors bang on his door, the property managers try to seize his electricity, and the survivors’ base wants to recruit him, Zhou Chen simply stands at the entrance and glances at the electric meter on the wall.
“What’s the most valuable thing in the world now isn’t gold or food. It’s electricity.”
“And I’ve got plenty.”
