In 2030, there is a lock hidden in the human body.
Lu Yuan, sixteen years old, was dragged into the old laboratory building and his palm was scratched by the black crystal left by his late father. The source nucleus enters the body. I have a photographic memory, and my reactions are so fast that I can't believe it. I learned the Bengquan technique that others have practiced for eleven years after just one look. I deliberately wrote the last three big questions wrong in the monthly exam, just to avoid being too eye-catching. At the school gate, one man fought off fifteen armed thugs.
But power doesn't come in vain. The phrase "Don't break through" in his father's notes was like a needle sticking into his heart.
The Qing Dynasty wanted to kill him. The Monitor wants to use him. My father is not dead. The secret organization that is symbiotic with the source core is emerging from the shadows.
He only has one month left. You must go to the "Black Cage" underground arena in the East China Sea to truly wake up the source core. From Ming Jin to Hua Jin, it takes ten years for others but thirty days for him.
Su Wan's red ear tips, Jiang Yao's old earrings, grandma waiting for him to come home under the lamp.
His father left him a lock. Say don't open it.
But Lu Yuan was never an obedient person.
