My name is Li Changshou, an outsourced temporary worker from Tianting Group.
Today the landlord came to collect debt again, not for rent, but for last month's "lingen chip installment". If I don't pay back the money, next month my spiritual roots will be remotely shut down, I will lose all my magic power, and I will become a complete mortal from the "first level of Qi refining stage". By then, I won't even be able to keep my job as a street sweeper.
I knelt on the ground and used my bare hands to clean up the highly radiated psychic residue left behind by the two powerful masters at the Golden Elixir Stage. I paid my respects to all the eighteen generations of capitalist ancestors in my heart.
Just as I was cleaning the last blackened area, my fingertips touched something cold and hard. When you peel back the soil, you will find a palm-sized turtle shell covered with mysterious lines.
This thing is completely isolated from spiritual energy and is absolutely extraordinary.
I somehow managed to put my weak spiritual power into it.
In an instant, the turtle shell turned into a stream of light and submerged into my sea of consciousness.
A cold and vast electronic sound sounded directly deep in my consciousness.
This is the ultimate firewall from ancient civilizations.
