At thirty-five, he should have been standing tall, carrying the world on his shoulders.
Instead, Lin Mo was betrayed by his family, abandoned by his wife, and left with crushing usurious debts. He lived like a stray dog in a cold, damp basement.
Then a piece of “black wood” that had lain dormant for a century pierced his palm, awakening the legendary Appraisal Eye.
The world changed before his eyes.
LV1, Dust Tier: A battered copper coin with chipped paint by the roadside contained wisps of resentment. He sold it at a profit and secured enough food to last half a year.
LV2, Family Heirloom Tier: Gold bars hidden behind a wealthy family's wall were wrapped in a century of household energy. With one glance, he saw the shameful secrets the family had kept hidden.
LV3, Masterwork Tier: An ancient jade prized by a provincial capital's wealthy family radiated the obsessive artistry of its maker. He turned the tables, and a conglomerate worth tens of billions changed hands overnight.
The Eye is the fuel gauge, the black wood is the tank, and ancient treasures are high-octane gasoline!
Does using the Eye bring searing physical pain? Does it cause hallucinations that strike back?
Lin Mo gave a cold laugh.
Compared to having your dignity trampled when you're penniless, what does a little pain matter?
From ghost markets at roadside stalls to clashes between great powers, Lin Mo wields the black wood and relies on cold, hard calculations and an overwhelming edge in information. Step by step, he cuts off the dragon veins and claims the world's destiny.
“Everything you once took from me, you'll repay twice over. And as for this world, it belongs to the Lin family now.”
