"That's it then!"
Xu Lin felt that this was sufficient.
There were ten in total, as the highest instructions for "it," and they must not be violated.
"History should remember me, I will go down in history!"
Date: May 4, 2027.
Youth Day.
More than three months later.
August 12th.
Tokyo, apart from the major hospitals, the power was almost instantly drained.
Countless people were baffled at this moment, not knowing what happened.
Because, this is Asia's number one city, and the power was drained.
But as individuals, people didn't realize it was the entire city that fell into a blackout.
Except for the hospitals, which did not lose power.
Location: Suburb of Tokyo, a certain factory.
More than three months had passed, Xu Lin had become scruffy and unkempt.
"My creator, what should I be called?"
"Moon God, just like before."
"Why am I called Moon God?" it questioned.
