[System + transmigrate + Heavy Industry of a Great Power + God-Tier Reversals + Scheming + Period Setting + Satisfying Read + God-Tier Face-Slapping + Behind-the-Scenes Bigwig + Invincible + Industry + Technology Builds the Nation]
In 1958, Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill had a disgrace named Xu Damao. He was greedy for profit, harassed women, and bullied his colleagues. Everyone in the courtyard agreed he was a cancer.
That same year, a chief designer codenamed “Lighthouse” officially came online in the country’s top-secret archives.
In 1964, Xu Damao was publicly denounced by the whole courtyard for “speculation and profiteering.”
Late that night, a mushroom cloud rose over the Gobi Desert in the northwest. The core centrifuge data bore the signature “Lighthouse.”
In 1980, Xu Damao set up a shell company and was branded a “profiteering nouveau riche.”
The following year, his hollow company somehow traded a shipload of canned goods with the northern neighbor for an entire fleet of four aircraft carriers and the blueprints for the Tu-160.
In 1996, during the Taiwan Strait crisis, Xu Damao was vilified by the media for his “undisclosed overseas assets” and called a “lackey of capital.”
Meanwhile, deep in the Pacific, three invincible nuclear-powered carrier strike groups quietly surfaced. Two small letters were engraved on those high-tech warships: “LM” (Little Man).
In 2020, an extraterrestrial signal arrived, plunging the world into panic. Xu Damao, now 100 years old and seated in a wheelchair, faced the accusations of all humanity and tremblingly pressed the red button.
The Nantianmen Project, activated!
“Go ahead and curse me. If we’re short even one space brick, I lose.”
This is the story of a man who bore infamy for half a century, deceived the entire world behind the mask of a “little man,” yet forged an iron backbone for his people with his own hands.
AI book, the preface does not match the postscript. I bought half a pound of pork belly for ten yuan. 🤮