There Are 108 Worlds in My Ring

I picked up a ring on a rainy night and became the administrator of 108 worlds. With one click, civilization is born. Wipe it off and the era ends. They say this is the power of the Creator God. But when I cleansed civilization for the first time, I sat in front of the record book until dawn—— "Do I have the right to decide whether someone lives or dies?" So I stopped being a god. I established the Ark Project to only protect good civilizations. I introduced the spiritual mist into the mountain village and watched the animals speak and the old locust trees grow runes. When the outside world labels us as "abnormal", when mercenaries and earth-devouring beasts break through the wall—— 158 people in the village and the awakened animals pressed their hands on the bluestone millstone and wrote a declaration: "The boundaries between heaven and earth are not far apart. When I guard my homeland, I feel at ease." From then on, Qingshi Village was missing from the map. Within the fog wall, there is another home that transforms the abnormal into the ordinary. "I'm not a god, I'm just a recordkeeper who doesn't want them to be forgotten." This is a story about giving up the power of creation just to protect the smoke of a village.