Lin Nian is a small person at the bottom of society. He has never thought about becoming a hero, but only wants to live a peaceful life, until he sees a mural that has been passed down for thousands of years, a "Human Emperor" with the exact same body shape as him, holding a broken sword in his hand, facing the dark tide. The voice of the intelligent agent rang out from the jade seal: "I am the last historian of ancient China. The Human Emperor died in battle, and I carved myself into the jade seal."
The predators are coming - and not for the first time.
Last time, they destroyed half of the Great Wall. This time, they brought nine motherships, sub-ships that covered the sky, a tide of semi-metallic alien beasts, and a contemptuous announcement: "The harvest has begun."
Lin Nian was forced to embark on the road of activating Jiuding. Shanhaiguan, Jiayuguan, Yanmenguan, Juyongguan... Every time a cauldron is activated, the defense line increases by one point, but his lifespan decreases by one point. Linlang, the last pure-blooded little girl in Nuwa's bloodline, accompanied him. Uncle Zhong, the guardian of the mausoleum, used bronze fragments to hold up the final barrier for him. The intelligent agent used the remaining memories to piece together the tragic truth of three thousand years ago bit by bit:
The Human Emperor is not a person. It's all the people who have endured this piece of sky.
When the fleet covered the sun, when the day turned to dusk around the world, when the golden light surged along the Great Wall, Lin Nian stood on the wall and put the jade seal into the ninth cauldron.
He didn't shout slogans. He just said, "They're all gone. But I'm still here."
