[Urban Fantasy + The Way of Literature + My Word Is Law]
Chen Mo graduated with a degree in Chinese Language and Literature from a second-tier college and makes a living delivering food. His classmates question what good studying Chinese is.
When a murderer breaks into his rental apartment, Chen Mo awakens the Literary Dao System on the brink of death: whatever he says becomes law, and his words carry the authority of Heaven.
He says, “Stop,” and the murderer is unable to move.
At an antiques market, a single word lets him authenticate a national treasure. When foreign forces wage a cultural invasion, one essay silences their public discourse.
He thinks this is his limit.
Then a catastrophic flood sweeps across the land. Standing above a hundred miles of submerged countryside, he writes, “Let the waters recede,” and the flood reverses course.
Then a hostile overseas power threatens the coast with a combined fleet. He spreads out his rice paper, sets brush to page, and writes: “On this spring night, the east wind scatters blossoms across a thousand trees.”
The moment the words are written, countless streaks of light rain from the heavens like a shower of stars, plunging into the sea. Before the missiles can reach their target, they are all annihilated high above the clouds.
Only then do people understand that the “man of culture” they imagined is the only human-shaped natural disaster in the world.
“Have you read more books than I have?”
Culture is the greatest power of all.
