[Civilizational identification: 91%]
[Real-world influence: 0]
[Overall assessment: Unsatisfactory]
[But there is no other choice]
When the Civilization Heritage Unlocker System first bound itself to him, its assessment was cold and cutting.
The legitimate Torchbearer bloodline was extinct.
The Torch Court's flame-passing succession had been destroyed.
Chinese civilization had only one emergency chance left to kindle its flame.
And that chance had fallen to a hack writer who had just been banned across the internet.
He had no right to represent civilization.
So he had to stand before the tribunal of civilization again and again, proving that this generation was still worthy of protection.
The Shen family ancestral home judged whether the Shen clan still honored its vows.
The surviving fragments of Shennong's herbal canon judged whether medicine still served the people.
The Mogao Caves of Dunhuang judged whether modern people still remembered the flying apsaras.
The Great Wall judged whether China still dared to defend its land.
The Terracotta Army judged whether the people of this age still had the spirit of soldiers.
The Forbidden City judged whether the people still shared a common will.
Each trial he passed awakened an ancient site.
Each failure would leave a piece of civilization's heritage dormant forever.
The whole internet mocked him, people overseas humiliated him, and experts dismissed him.
But Lu Jin never rushed to defend himself.
The more they cursed him, the farther the story spread.
The less they believed, the greater the contrast and force of civilization's revival.
Until the day the flying apsaras of Dunhuang opened their eyes, Lu Jin watched the global livestream fall into chaos and said softly:
"Didn't you say you didn't believe?"
"Now it's awake."