Pangu Restarts

The energy giant surrounding the star is the eternal cradle that mankind has built for itself. Until a storm engulfed everything. Thousands of years later, the civilization in the cradle has forgotten its origins, regarded the remaining power of creation as magic, and established a hierarchical theocratic empire in a country topped by stars. Chen Qiming woke up in a village at the foot of a snow-capped mountain with a blank memory. Only his engineering intuition deep in his bones could not be erased. He touched the "magical" core of this world - the feeling was not a pious induction, but a cold permission recognition error. He saw that the priest used a spell to control the flowing water, which was essentially invoking the water purification program; the noble used his blood to light the holy fire, which was actually activating the remaining energy interface. And the halo of the sky that hangs above everyone's heads and is called "God's grace" is just the breath of a huge system that is on the verge of stagnation. Was he the architect of it all? Or is it the last error-correcting code of civilization? No time for confusion. The kingdom's cavalry is crushing any heresy who questions the "miracles." Chen Qiming leaned down, picked up the most primitive levers and gears, and drew the first banned formula on the drawing. If civilization falls into a permanent slumber amid its own great achievements, then he will be the one to press the reset button. ——Even if you have to be the enemy of the whole world, even if you have to kill the god you created with your own hands.