During the graduation season of senior year, everyone is sending out resumes and looking for jobs.
Lin Chuan's phone had an additional APP that could not be deleted.
He pushed open the light door leading to another world, and then he realized that there was a homeland in China that had been abandoned in another dimension for 317 years.
On the ruins of the ruins, the inscriptions of Han Li have long been blurred; the wind of the ancient battlefield still echoes the shouts of heroic souls.
He did not attend the graduation ceremony, but walked into the door of the Ministry of National Security with a fragment of a bronze tiger charm.
From then on, modern military industry crushed the ancient battle formations, and the whole country supported one person to expand the territory.
The drone swarm covered Qingshi Town, the Type 99 tank crushed the beast tide, and the Dongfeng missile leveled the alien fortress.
Standing at the gate of another world, Lin Chuan finally understood.
What he inherited was never a barren land.
Rather, it is a civilization that has been waiting for the spark of fire for 317 years.
No inch of land is lost, and the firepower is passed down from generation to generation.
