Lamplighter of the Eternal Night

The sun went down, and never rose again.

On the seventh day, the power grid failed. On the fifteenth day, things began moving in the darkness. Anyone they caught froze solid within minutes.

Bei, a boiler engineer, died in the third year of the eternal night. That day, to save coal, the settlement shut off the heating on the outskirts. He and his mentor tried to sneak over and open the valve, but they were thrown outside the circle of light.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to seven days before sunset, with a lamp in his palm that only he could light.

Where its light reached, even minus seventy degrees could not freeze anyone to death. The things in the darkness could not get in, and he could build walls, make heated sleeping platforms, and repair boilers there.

But the more people this lamp kept alive, the brighter it shone.

Take in one more person, and there was one more mouth to feed, as well as one more person who might stab him in the back.

In this life, he did not want to watch anyone else get thrown outside.

In Anping's eternal night, he would build a city of light.