Rebirth 60: the Military Industrial Boss Who Emerged from the Scrapyard

Rebirth in 62 years, starting with a scrap yard. Everyone was waiting to see me starve to death and die of exhaustion. Even the factory flowers looked at me with contempt. But they don't know that I have military black technology in my head that is 60 years ahead of this era! When others were still worrying about a screw, I had already built a lathe out of scrap iron; when the factory stopped production because of the "stuck neck" technology, the drawings I drew shocked the chief engineer! From a scorned apprentice to the military backbone of the Republic. "Little comrade, how did you solve the problem of the accuracy of the shell shells?" I smiled and said nothing, hiding my merit and fame.