In the early spring, it is already a little warm. A few white clouds wander in the air, giving people a comfortable feeling of sunshine, leisure, and lightness.

But under the leisurely clouds is the figure of everyone rushing from street to street, everyone is busy for their own livelihood, and the occasional child is playing on the roadside, revealing an ethereal childlike laughter, adding a bit of relaxation to this busy city.

At this time, on this busy street, there is a figure stopping on the side of the street, wearing a black loose sweatshirt on his thin figure, wearing a pair of washed and somewhat discolored black cargo pants, stepping on a pair of white sneakers, wearing very ordinary, holding a few pieces of A4 paper in his hand and looking at the road on the side of the street with a slight sigh, on his beautiful face, his brows are frowned, and his eyes are slightly lost and whispered: "This interview failed again."

This person is Lin Chuan, a young man who has just graduated from school and entered the society, and is now anxious about when he will be able to find a job of his own, he has just been interviewed from a company, and the experience of failure has added a little pressure to him, and he is confused when he sees most people on the street running for their goals.

This is the thirteenth company he interviewed, more than a dozen failures made him doubt himself, whether he is suitable for this industry, whether this city can have its own foothold, with confusion and doubt, he lifted the heavy steps to his residence, a small room of less than 20 square meters is his current place of survival.

After returning home.

"How's the interview?" There was a slightly rough voice in his ears, and the source of the voice was Lin Chuan's only friend in the city, Liu Fu, a fat man of nearly one hundred and eighty pounds, with a beard on his face, holding a half-lit "Double Happiness" brand cigarette in his hand, and his small eyes were silently watching Lin Chuan.

"Alas, it's still like that, and I don't know when I'll get a job, it's really melancholy... Lin Chuan replied with a helpless tone.

"By the way, what do you say about your salary, it's been delayed for almost two months, what is your boss doing? When exactly will it be sent? Lin Chuan suddenly turned to Liu Fu and asked.

When Liu Fu heard this question, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a puff of cigarette and said: "I don't know, I plan to resign tomorrow and quit, and I will also report the situation to the Labor Bureau, see what the Labor Bureau says."

Lin Chuan stopped talking when he heard this, and silently picked up his mobile phone and read the novel, only when his mind was immersed in the world of the novel, could he leave those negative emotions behind.

Time passed slowly between the touch of fingers and the screen, and there was a tacit understanding between the two that they did not break the silence until dinner time, hastily solved the dinner problem, and returned to the relatively wordless quiet, until sleepiness hit and fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, Lin Chuan seemed to see the sky collapsing, meteorites dragging shining tail flames all over the sky, the ground was torn apart, and the houses and high-rise buildings collapsed one after another, like an apocalyptic scene.

Lin Chuan watched all this happen in a daze, at this time a meteorite with a blue-purple light came towards him, Lin Chuan suddenly woke up at this time, and wanted to turn around and run, but found that his body was like a stone statue, and he didn't listen to the command of his brain at all, and he was still frozen in place, watching the meteorite smash towards him.

The light brought by the meteorite's closer and closer made his eyes unable to look directly, with a loud noise, the meteorite had already rolled over his body and made intimate contact with the ground, the fear of death made Lin Chuan wake up from his dream, his eyes suddenly opened, staring at the somewhat yellowed ceiling in a daze, his brain was still completing the transformation between dream and reality.

After more than ten seconds, Lin Chuan slowly sat up, touched his somewhat swollen brain, looked at the bed where he was alone, thinking that Liu Fu should be on the way to the company at this time, and lifted the warm quilt to prepare to wash and eat something.

Lin Chuan, who was thinking about it, stuffed breakfast into his mouth like a machine, and suddenly, a sharp sound with a piercing sound came into Lin Chuan's ears, and then he saw the window in front of him shatter with a crisp sound, and a black crystal like a crystal fell to the ground and rolled to Lin Chuan's feet.

"I***, who is so immoral and smashes my glass?" Lin Chuan looked out of the window with a look of resentment, and saw the vehicles coming downstairs, only then did he remember that he was on the eleventh floor, and it was unlikely that ordinary people would be able to throw a stone here, so where did this stone come from, looking at the smashed window glass, Lin Chuan felt a pain again.

Looking for the evil person to no avail, can only admit that he is unlucky, clean up the glass slag, pick up the stone and throw it out of the window, after thinking about it, this is not good to hit people, so I had to give up, put back the hand that was about to stretch out the window, when it was withdrawn, the moment the sun shone directly on the stone, the stone seemed to light up with a trace of blue-purple light, but this moment was not noticed by Lin Chuan, he took the stone back and put it on the table, continued to finish breakfast, and started a new round of resume delivery.

At noon, Lin Chuan received a call from Liu Fu saying that he was going to the Labor Bureau and would not come back for a while, Lin Chuan was still lying on the bed idle, the sun gradually shone into the house, and also shone on the stone, the stone emitted a strong blue-purple halo under the sunlight, and it was the sudden appearance of this blue-purple halo that attracted Lin Chuan's attention.

Lin Chuan gradually approached the table, his eyes stared directly at the stone, there seemed to be a voice in his mind that had been urging Lin Chuan to go over and pick up the stone, prompted by curiosity, Lin Chuan's hand stretched out to the stone, just when Lin Chuan's hand appeared in the outer circle of the halo, the light emitted by the stone seemed to have found the gap that imprisoned them, and they rushed towards Lin Chuan's palm.

Lin Chuan looked at the light that surged into his palm in horror, desperately trying to withdraw his palm, but he felt that his hand was as if it was clamped by those rays of light, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't take it back, until the last ray of light swept into his palm, this strange pinning feeling was eliminated, and the black stone also turned gray, but an engraved mark similar to the body of a knife appeared on it.

Then, Lin Chuan felt a wave of sleepiness swept over, and he came to the side of the bed with a body that could fall down at any time, and his body lay crooked on the bed and fell asleep, and in the haze, he heard what seemed to be a voice whispering softly beside him, "The spirit is complete, and it begins to fuse the memory fragments... , the world's initial pillar began to be built... The world depends on you! ”