In an accident, Su Wanxing was involved in the infinite modern infrastructure dungeon. From small, dilapidated fishing villages in the late Qing Dynasty, to war-torn industrial areas in the Republic of China, to wastelands in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China that were in dire need of development, she held the system in her hands and led a group of people struggling to survive to open up wasteland, build roads and bridges, and build factories and farmers. There are no golden shortcuts, only down-to-earth sweat; there is no lingering love, only the comradeship of working together. The difficulty of the dungeon escalated step by step, and natural and man-made disasters followed one after another. As a woman, she carried up the world, built walls to withstand wind and rain in the broken time and space, and also built her own legend. When the bell for clearing the dungeon rang, she realized that every step she took became a light that illuminated future generations.
