Lu Chen was once a lowly mine slave abandoned on the wasteland planet Earth. As the Earth’s corpse-cleaners wiped out the last remnants of human civilization, he unexpectedly awakened the power to trade ten seconds for another chance at life, escaping his old cage one step at a time.
But after he rekindled the spark of human civilization with wasteland settlements, frontline battles, ledgers, and the strength of the people, he discovered that the wasteland planet was not the only cage.
Across the myriad heavens and myriad domains, countless worlds were all “gardens for cultivating the Dao.” In divine-right worlds, holy sons were taken away in the name of protection. In bloodline worlds, those with lesser bloodlines were drained in the name of advancement. Mechanical laws, racial hierarchies, and peace maintained through tribute all reduced living beings to materials, lamp wicks, blood seeds, and fruits of the Dao.
The Myriad Dao Sect patrolled these gardens across the domains, plucking anyone who stood out. Lu Chen carried the wasteland planet’s kindling into the Barren Crossing and was deemed an “unclaimed exotic fruit.” Yet he showed the myriad domains for the first time that what was truly dangerous was not a single genius, but a people who refused to be made into a price to pay.
He would not call himself a god, establish a heaven, or become a new ruler.
He would use fire as proof, ledgers as blades, and the people’s name to oppose the iron law of harvesting fruit.
When the false heavens of the myriad skies revealed their true faces, Lu Chen would finally understand: the human world did not need a new heaven.
No heaven over the myriad domains. The people would rule themselves.
I have been reading online articles for more than ten years and have been a lifelong bookworm, always immersed in the world and life written by others. I have accumulated countless stories and ideas in my heart, and I have been ready to take action. Now I finally take the first step and write my own chapter with my own hands. From chasing other people's books to writing about my own dreams, I understand how difficult it is to put pen to paper. Every word is the original intention, and every plot is the obsession from the bottom of my heart. First give yourself a big thumbs up, bravely pursue your passion, take your time, and write down the stories hidden in your heart. 🥰🥰[Admiration]