Vigil: the Chronicle of the Gods in the Wasteland

There is a ruined temple in the wasteland. The statue of the god was broken and the incense was cut off, but the server under the floor kept humming for hundreds of years and never stopped. People from the wasteland take a detour here, put down a battery, a bottle of water, and a piece of bread, and then leave. From generation to generation. No one knows who made the rules. The last night watchman in the temple died. When he died, he held a chip in his hand with two words engraved on it - "Qi Tian". On the fourth day, a young man with amnesia opened the temple door. He buried the old man, put the chip in his pocket, and lived in the temple. He didn't know why those people put things at the door. But he remembered what was written on a note: "I'm sorry. I left yesterday. I'll make up for it today." He folded the note and put it in his pocket. From then on, he began to wait for someone to tell him: Why can't this temple collapse? What exactly lives in the thirty-three heavens in the sky? And - why is his name engraved on the back of Monkey King's chip?