Every Time I Turn in a Dimension, the Country Praises Me for Working Too Hard.

Others traveled through time to engage in palace fights, while I traveled through time to provide "delivery" to the motherland. After inheriting the ancestral notebook, I travel to a strange world every month. From carrying penicillin back on the front lines of the Anti-Japanese War to compiling "A Simulation of Five Years and Three Years of Cultivation" in the world of cultivation - my mission is to move back everything I can. Until I pushed open the door of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and handed over the first "alien material". Ten minutes later, I became the core of the country's "Homeland" plan, with the entire motherland's think tanks and industrial system standing behind me. As a result, my time-travel painting style suddenly changed: I taught "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in the interstellar world, and promoted "hot pot diplomacy" in the Western Fantasy Continent. And when the seven realms were connected and the catastrophe came, I stood on the Great Wall that combined cultivation formations and starship gunfire, and declared to the heavens: "Introducing my backstage - code name 'Homeland'."