“At the summit of immortality, I stand above the world. With An Lan here, the heavens are here.”
Transported into The Outcast with an innate ability that works like a full-map radar, An Lan only wants to stay under the radar at university, eat skewers, play games, and admire pretty girls.
The Quanxing Society is here? Run. Zhang Chulan is fighting? Watch. Feng Baobao says he's “special”? Pretend he didn't hear.
Until he realizes that Chen Duo will die, and so will Uncle Liao.
With a grilled skewer between his teeth, An Lan switches on the radar. “Well, since we're already here, right?”
The Quanxing Society, the Company, the Ten Elders: this is my turf. I can see what's going on, and I can do something about it. You really think all I can do is use radar?
How should I put it? The article seems to describe the protagonist's entanglement in the plot, but what he said and did didn't feel that way at all. Instead, there was an indescribable artificial emotion (Zhen Huan emoticon package). Maybe I'm overthinking it.