First Hammer

The main image is light pattern, the higher the completeness, the stronger. Everyone in this world practices Taoism, except me. When I was sixteen years old, I smashed the threshold of my house with a hammer, and a piece of Dao pattern the size of a fingernail rolled out from underneath. Another blow, and the pieces shattered even more—but there was something more in my mind. Others build a complete avenue. I smashed one and broke it. The more I break, the stronger I am. Later I learned that the "complete road" in this entire world is the crops planted by others. And I am the harvesting knife. But I prefer not to be a knife. I want to be the one with the hammer.