The Times Have Changed

Lu PingAn's vacation came quickly and ended even faster.

On the afternoon of the second day after he collapsed, he was back at work.

Since the bleeding had stopped and the Red Cloth had been removed, Lu PingAn casually found a pair of plain glasses to wear, concealing the abnormality of his eyes slightly.

"Can you really see?"

"I can." The same conversation happened again, and Lu PingAn sighed irritably.

Still, it was no wonder people were surprised.

Lu PingAn's pupils were now white, his entire eyeballs crystal-clear like jade. Yet his eyes stared straight ahead without focus, as if...

"...Those aren't Prosthetic Eyes?" No matter how one looked at them, Lu PingAn's eyes seemed decorative at best. Or perhaps he was wearing colored contacts—or they were simply made of jade.

"They aren't." Lu PingAn replied impatiently. He had already put on glasses, but it seemed he would have to wear sunglasses when he went back.

Uh, wouldn't that make him look even more like a blind man? Lu PingAn sighed helplessly. He no longer relied on "light" to observe the world, and the abnormality in his eyes seemed difficult to conceal.

Lu PingAn looked like a blind man in every way, yet acted like a perfectly normal person. Naturally, his acquaintances asked a few more questions.

But Professionals had far too many strange things about them. Once people saw enough, they got used to it.

The reason Lu PingAn was in such a hurry to return to work was naturally because there was something important that could hardly proceed without him.

"Has the Radio Tower been built?"

"The preliminary work is complete. We have the blueprints and the labor; all that's left is overtime. But for what comes next, we need you involved."

The Radio Tower was far too