When I woke up, I became a scholar from a poor family who had lived in Chongzhen for ten years.
In front of our eyes were people dying of hunger, and in our ears were the iron hoofs of the Tartars - the Ming Dynasty would fall in only seven years.
In desperation, the [Civilization Library] in my mind activated.
There's everything here: from steam engine blueprints to tank construction, from chemical recipes to electromagnetic principles.
But there is a condition: you can read the knowledge freely and make the materials yourself.
So, I decided to give this post-apocalyptic world a bit of industrial shock.
When the civil and military officials laughed at the "iron shell climbing car" as a strange skill,
I drove the "Chongzhen Type 1" and crushed Hou Jin's Eight Banners Cavalry.
When Donglin Party members criticized "competing with the people for profit",
My factory is using steel and machinery to keep the refugees fed and clothed.
Criticism in court? I persuade with guns.
A huge red barbarian ship? My ironclad taught him to sail.
Li Zicheng's army of millions? Under the tracks of the tank cluster, there was dust.
I started with hand lathes, built blast furnaces, built machine tools, laid railroads, and made steel.
Let Ming skip the three-hundred-year detour and directly enter the era of steel and fire.
When the first steam locomotive blew its whistle and crossed the Marco Polo Bridge,
Chongzhen took my hand and asked: "Master Lin, the next step... Should we build an iron bird that can fly?"
I looked at the ultimate seal called "Controllable Nuclear Fission" that I had just unlocked in my mind.
Smiled.
"Your Majesty, let's upgrade from a water-boiling machine to a uranium-burning machine."
This is the worst of times and the best of times.
And I want to personally ignite the fire of civilization upgrading.
