Lu Li, an ordinary masseur who has been doing massage on earth for thirty years.
Will set bones. Can cupping. Can do pedicures. The technique is good, the price is fair, and there are many repeat customers.
Then he traveled through time.
Travel to a multiverse where the Cthulhu civilization is everywhere and the Old Ones are no better than dogs.
I brought a system with me - the "Cosmic Massage System".
The system told him: Your massage can heal the planet. Your bone setting can connect to the spine of the universe. Your cupping can draw out the toxins in dimensions. Your pedicure knife can peel off the dead skin accumulated by the celestial body over tens of billions of years.
Lu Li felt--isn't this just another person to continue the massage?
He was wrong.
The entire multiverse has gone crazy.
The Lord of the Abyss knelt at his door and lined up to register.
The Great Old Ones regarded his "acupoint map" as the ultimate truth of the universe.
The fleet of Xinghai Civilization was blocked in front of his massage parlor.
A planet trapped for 300 million years called him crying: "Please - my feet - it's so itchy -"
In Lu Li's view -
"Isn't it just a lumbar disc herniation? Lie down and don't move."
"You, the Old One, have a bad shoulder and neck. Do you often look down at your phone?"
"Planet? Planets can also be cupped."
He's really just a massage therapist.
But the whole universe says that he is an indescribable and taboo existence.
