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Under the ashes, there are sparks. In the "Yu Xu Realm" shrouded in eternal night, the Skyfire survivors monopolize the fire crystal energy in the name of gods and build a steel throne suspended in the clouds. The life of Lu Zhao, a mortal, should have been as silent as that of his ancestors - digging cracks in the ice lake to survive, using the remaining warmth of the fire crystal waste to survive, and witnessing the festering bodies of his relatives. Until one rainy night, the dying sister drew taboo symbols with blood, tearing apart the lies in this world. When the fragments of "Tiangong Gewu" were rediscovered, and when the mystery of the three-phase transformation of fire crystals broke through the thousand-year ban, Lu Zhao discovered that the so-called "god-given energy" was nothing but a dusty ancestral legacy. He lit his first self-made biogas lamp, but he saw a deeper darkness: his best friend was pierced through the chest by a crystal crossbow, his lover carved the antidote on the iron plate to die, and the fire of rebellion would eventually burn away the flesh and blood foundation of the old order. This is a war that uses technology to resist divine authority, and it is also a cruel fable about the reincarnation of civilization. On the ruins of the new world, he suddenly understood the starting point of everything - in the fire that sank the mathematician into the crystal slurry five hundred years ago, someone had held up the same lamp. "We are not fire thieves," Lu Zhao polished the phosphorus fire canister, and the faint blue light reflected the wanted notice on the city wall, "We just refuse to let the embers of our ancestors become completely cold."