When Lin Wanxing opened his eyes, it was the beginning of hell.
She was transformed into a cannon-fodder village girl in a novel about fleeing famine. Her food supplies were robbed, and she was pushed to the end of the line to die. There were only a cracked clay pot, a moldy cake, and an abandoned iron mine that everyone despised as "inedible".
Everyone said: Accept your fate, you will not survive this winter.
Lin Wanxing smiled.
They don't know that she has the most advanced industrial design drawings of the 21st century in her mind. They didn't even know that she had a system that could use "work" to unlock technology.
While others were collecting firewood, she was collecting ore.
While others were praying for rain, she was designing stills.
While others defended themselves with wooden sticks, her repeating crossbow was already aimed at the bandit's head.
Flee from famine? Doesn't exist.
She wants to turn this team waiting for death into the most powerful "industrial army" in the apocalypse.
Many years later, when various forces were still fighting for food, Lin Wanxing's railway had connected three mines and two plains. The iron coins she issued were the hard currency of the entire continent.
A captured prince knelt on the ground and asked her: "What do you want?"
Lin Wanxing threw the last piece of charcoal into the stove, and the firelight made her face red:
"I want in this world, anyone who wants a shovel doesn't need to kneel down and beg any prince."
Tags: time travel, farming, industrial revolution, strong women, cool writing, infrastructure, apocalyptic escape
