When modern China is struggling to break through on the track of new energy and energy security, trying to escape the fate of being choked by overseas resources, an engineer who sticks to the bottom line is thrown into the 20-year war of Daoguang overnight.
He is not a traveler or a spectator, but a keeper of Chinese history.
From the smoke of the Opium War to the remaining water in the mountains at the end of the Ming Dynasty; from the deer hunt in the Central Plains at the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the roaring waves on the cliffs at the end of the Song Dynasty; from the lingering light of Chang'an at the end of the Tang Dynasty to the wildfires of the Sui Palace; from the collapse of the Han Dynasty mausoleum to the source of the death of the ancestral dragon. He walked through the end of one dynasty after another, witnessing the decline of civilization, the destruction of mountains and rivers, and the displacement of people.
His mission has never been to conquer the world or change dynasties, but to find the token that maintains the roots of civilization in every piece of history that is about to be melted down.
If it fails once, China will be cut off from here.
If it fails again, it will retreat back to the source and return to nothingness.
Eight reincarnations, eight times of danger.
He carries a huge weight with his humble body.
The flames of war are endless, and the chaos and killings are endless.
Just because there is a kind of bloodline, it cannot be destroyed.
There is a civilization that has lasted for thousands of years.
