Zhang Wan is a food delivery boy.
One day during a heavy rainstorm, he took shelter in a ruined temple. He cleaned a bronze mirror, but what was reflected in the mirror was not his face - then he walked into the memory space of Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, and pulled out a black-purple poisonous needle from a rotten memory.
From then on, he had a part-time job: treating God.
The Chinese gods were not the only ones to be poisoned. When Hermes from Greece came to the door, he said something: The same poison is spreading in the world of gods all over the world.
The gods of Olympus are struggling with poisoning, the rainbow bridge in Asgard is broken and no one has repaired it, and the Egyptian god Ra has been sleeping in a dream for a thousand years.
And Zhang Wang is the only one who can enter the soul space of God and manually remove the poison.
In the process of treating the gods, he slowly discovered that this plague was not a natural disaster, but someone - or rather, something - was playing a big game of chess.
Human beings have transferred their beliefs from temples to mobile phone screens, and from incense to recommendation algorithms. Old belief systems are collapsing, and new "gods" are born in the data flow.
There is no badness or goodness between the old and the new, only system conservation - there is only so much total human attention.
And hidden behind all this is something older than all gods.
It is looking at Zhang Wu.
