Jiang Keqing, who writes parking tickets in Shanghai, finds a glowing blue object while inspecting cars late at night.
A brand is burned into his palm, and a pile of scrap metal floats out from under his bed
"Repair unit, number fourteen."
The Ming Dynasty isn't the Ming Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty isn't the Qing Dynasty.
The solar system has been locked away for five thousand years, and he holds the key.
The bearers of thirteen battle armors are hunting him down.
Beyond Earth, an interstellar fleet has been waiting for him for three thousand years.
This is the story of the fourteenth battle armor
how a road inspector opens that door.
