I, the Hidden Creator God

At three o'clock, drizzle moistened the floor of the "Wangyou" cafe. Lin Che wiped the last coffee cup with gentle and focused movements, as if she was holding a precious work of art in her hands. Outside the window, neon lights dimmed into blurry spots in the rain, and the city's breathing was steady and long. No one knew that this young shopkeeper with handsome features and gentle treatment once silenced the raging star storm at the end of a distant galaxy with a single thought. He is Lin Che, a man who hides the power of creation in the mortal world just to taste a bowl of human fireworks. At the same time, deep underground in the city, the "Watchman" headquarters was brightly lit. On the huge holographic screen, red light spots representing abnormal psychic energy fluctuations were quietly gathering.