【No System, no golden finger. With a technical mind, explore another world. From a shack to a city-state, build a civilization from the ground up.】
Mu Shaolong was a workshop technician. The day after he was fired, he transmigrated to a savage otherworld, with nothing but a wrench.
A Luo was the woman Mu Shaolong dragged out of the riverbed mud while fleeing. They transmigrated to the otherworld together and built a new life together. When the foreign tribe of Kanu launched a night raid, she was abducted. From that day on, they were separated for ten years, each uncertain whether the other still lived.
Over those ten years, she was sold from place to place while he searched for her all the way. She sewed hundreds of leather armors, drawing a hook inside each lining, its point facing south, the direction he was coming from.
Ten years later, they met again. She turned away, clutching a copper needle with a blunted point, silver strands threaded through her black hair.
“You said you’d treat me to river-snail rice noodles. The marinated eggs have gone bad.”
He placed the quail egg he had kept warm for ten years in her palm.
“What about your share?” “You can have that, too.”
A wrench builds a city; a copper needle stitches lives together. At the end of the otherworld, where is home? When can they return?
Deep in the rift of the otherworld, white flames danced, and a rhythm of breathing billions of years old echoed from underground.
This continent was alive, and its heartbeat was gradually coming to a halt as the six tribes waged war.
The rise of one civilization and the fall of another were separated by nothing more than a needle.
