I, a civil engineering major, traveled through time.
Traveling to the world of cultivating immortals, only to encounter the "Invasion of the Old Gods" - those indescribable monsters, which the monks' spells can only scratch.
What's even worse is that the system I awakened is not for cultivating immortals, but for construction.
The sect brother laughed: "Gaotai Gou? A waste that is worse than a dog. He digs dirt and moves bricks every day. What future can he have?"
I silently watched the countdown on the system panel——
There are still 37 years until the Dark Age arrives.
I'll wait.
While others practice cultivation, I move the bricks.
While others compete, I take over the dirty work and clean up the beast tide.
Others laughed at me, but I silently accumulated points to exchange for drawings.
37 Years later——
When the ancient clans that cover the sky and the sun sweep across the continent, when the sect formation is like paper, when the entire world of immortality is wailing——
In my tower city, the first fort slowly rises.
"Come on, let me show you what dimensionality reduction in civil engineering is."
