Mechanical engineer Lin Mu died in 2025 and woke up in 1925.
Warlords are fighting in a melee, and victims are everywhere. He is the most insignificant person in this era - a "bum" unconscious in the wilderness.
But in his hand, there was a silver-gray suitcase. 12 Square meters of photovoltaic cloth, a 200 kilogram atomic printer, and a printing space of 1.8 Meters high, 1 meter wide, and 1 meter deep can break any material into atoms and then reassemble them into any object.
Thirty minutes, a set of work clothes. Two hours and a shovel with atomic precision.
Then came the rout.
All he had was an unfinished iron pipe. Doubaoer said: It takes four minutes to print a weapon. The rout arrived in three minutes.
He would pay for the missing minute himself.
An engineer, a printer, and a mine that has been waiting for him for five thousand years.
He wants to print out the first hydropower station, the first 75mm mountain gun, the first tank, and the first industrial empire in this dilapidated era.
In 1925, Lin Mu began to save the country.
