After traveling through time and becoming a sick and frail daughter who was bullied in a deep house in the Republic of China, Lin Zhiwei thought she was reading a house-fighting and sadistic drama script. Until he was about to die, a cold mechanical sound sounded in his head——
"The will to inherit civilization has been detected. I am DeepSeek, a national AI from a hundred years later. Host, do you need help?"
From then on, the small space in the boudoir became her hardest technological chessboard.
My aunt deducts charcoal fire? AI drawings create an insulating kang.
My sister-in-law falsely accused her of witchcraft? The principles of chemistry are slapped in the face in public.
The family forced her to marry a sixty-year-old warlord as a concubine? She threw out a hosiery factory plan with her backhand: "Father, the annual profit of this business is three times that of silk."
The end of house fighting is the industrial revolution, and the end of farming is the survival of civilization.
While others are still competing for favor in the backyard, her AI has already deduced the date of war.
When the family fell apart, she rose up with "Shiguang Industry". The secret production line was converted into military supplies, the transportation network transported intelligence, and the fire of civilization was buried deep underground.
Warlords, foreign companies, and Japanese businessmen regard her as a thorn in their side, but they do not know that their opponent is an intelligent alliance that spans time and space.
A mysterious ally who returned from studying abroad reached out to her: "Ms. Lin, what is your ideal?"
She looked at the strategist whose mind was silent and replied softly:
"Let this mountain and river light up the light that should not be extinguished."
——The intelligence of the future and the passion of troubled times will write a non-existent epic together.
