Two Worlds Share the Same Dust

Three years ago, Shen Yan was picked up from the mass grave. He has lost his memory and his origin is unknown. He only works as a handyman in an old drug store in Linzhao City and survives on a meager monthly salary. He has no system, no golden fingers, no grandfather, and he doesn't want to be anyone's hero. He just wants to live normally. But late one night, the spiritual pillar in the east of the city suddenly cracked. The government closed the streets and patrolled the city. Seven people died silently. When the only surviving old man woke up, he could only repeat one sentence: "There is no one alive under the pillar." Since then, unexplainable strange things began to happen around Shen Yan. The reflections in the water are no longer synchronized, the person in the mirror is half a beat slower, something pretends to be a living person whispering outside the door, and gray-white powder crawls into the house through the cracks. Everyone told him not to check. But the reflection wrote two words: Don't believe it, Shen Yan finally realized that the so-called stability of this city might have been fake from the beginning.