Huitianhao

People's lives—real lives, as distinguished from their simple physical existence—began at different times. Shuli, a psychic who knew nothing about the future, began his real life in early 787. This year, the White City Empire is about to enter chaos, the Xiamu Confederacy is rebuilding its glory, the Philosopher King in the north is looking at the world, and the Xindi people in the south are gearing up... No one knows how long the peace that has lasted for one hundred and fifty years can last, and the shadow of the hidden world is no longer forgotten. Shuli, when he picked up the relic in front of the cliff, his fate was no longer in his control. "This is a world ruled by steam technology!" Said the science monks. "No, this is another abyss of chaos," the psychics said.