Back to the Eighties: Nine Kilometers Per Second, and the World Is Stunned

[1980s + invincible + one heroine + pocket world + technology + holding all the leverage + ruthless] The moment he opens his eyes, Mo Yu finds himself in 1982, in a parallel-world Hong Kong, as the "manliest man ever to drop from the sky." He soon discovers that the bigger the commotion he causes in this world, the faster his cultivation rises! Even his pocket world grows along with him. Beneath Liyue Bay, a steel behemoth lies in wait. One arrow strikes a hundred stars, shooting into the sky at nine kilometers per second, leaving the Pentagon stunned. Armed with Skynet AI and formidable cultivation, he returns to Hong Kong with ease. He makes movies, records albums, starts a newspaper... and brings the smartphone forward by twenty years. He heads north to Shenzhen, slapping blueprints for super rice and computer chips right onto the secretary's desk. The future of the special economic zone is rewritten then and there. The moon is too close? Then he'll dig out a cave dwelling and become its landlord. Tired of the American search parties? Easy. Skynet goes to Mars and uses America's own probe to "accidentally" photograph a corner of an "alien base"... As NASA experts break into a cold sweat over the "proof," and the Soviet Union receives a blurry photo "specially prepared for Koberger," a trillion-yuan race to Mars, with the fate of nations at stake, erupts. America takes its technology tree in the wrong direction, leaving some technologies five or seven years behind their previous-world equivalents. The Soviet Union grits its teeth and tries to keep up, accelerating its own collapse. Meanwhile, Mo Yu, the mastermind behind it all, sips fine tea as he watches the hysterical American president give a televised speech. His cultivation breaks through once more, and his pocket world expands again. This world is nothing more than a dungeon where he farms experience. As for the United States and the Soviet Union? Just be good little experience packs! Next time, should he plant osmanthus trees on the moon?