In the sixth year of Zhongping, the world will fall.
A lonely soul from modern times fell into the body of a young man from a poor family in Lujiang.
The refugees who starved to death all over the land wailed in the road, the powerful tyrants who annexed the land were rampant, and the eager princes were sharpening their swords. He has neither peerless military power nor the reputation of a king. He only has a brain that spans thousands of years of knowledge and a fire of survival that refuses to be extinguished.
On the eve of Jian'an, human lives were like grass. He wanted to take a road untrodden——
- Not seeking to dominate the world, just seeking to survive in troubled times;
- Don't rely on powerful people, only rely on the power of science and organization.
From the first bucket of relief grain to the first coke-forged knife;
From the first aqueduct to the first gunpowder thunder;
From Anwantun, composed of thirty refugees, to a lonely fortress that attracted the attention of the princes.
He burned stone into charcoal and cast iron into soldiers; based on "Kaogong Ji", he mass-produced armor on the assembly line; he used water conservancy to drive machinery and carved out a pure land in the wilderness.
In this blood-soaked land, he struggled to ignite the first spark of the "Industrial Revolution" and built an immortal fortress in the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms.
