Yi Xiaosheng was just an ordinary person with no talent for cultivation, so his girlfriend betrayed him. In this interstellar age of spiritual qi revival, his family was full of conflict, too.
Disillusioned with life, Yi Xiaosheng envied other people's harmonious families and sweet romances. He envied their talent for cultivation. He had nothing at all.
"People used to say information science was the way forward, and now cultivating immortality in this interstellar age is science, too. With so many absurd things happening, why won't Heaven grant me a golden finger? Why does every misfortune have to fall on me? Damn Heaven, I..."
"Bang!"
Heaven didn't grant Yi Xiaosheng a golden finger. Instead, it dropped a person on him.
