Lin Shen opens his eyes and finds himself back on the day he was fired from the research institute.
In his previous life, he devoted himself to research, only to be dismissed as useless and thrown out. In the end, his family was destroyed.
This time, a cold mechanical voice suddenly rings out in his mind: “Strong desire to safeguard national destiny detected. Black Technology Superpower System successfully bound.”
Three months later, as the whole world mocks China's technological stagnation, Lin Shen quietly submits his first set of blueprints.
“Chief, do we want this electromagnetic railgun technology?”
The chief's hand trembles. “Yes! We want it, right now! Wait... What's this feasibility report for a space elevator attached to the back?!”
