In my previous life, I was a modern mechanic. After transmigrating, I was mistaken for an iron thief.
But I used the medical equipment in my toolbox, along with modern medical knowledge, to save a badly wounded officer and prove my innocence.
The Empress came to see me late at night. I convinced her with a ruler accurate to the tiniest fraction.
She immediately appointed me Director of Artisan Works, with one condition: build a machine capable of stopping a hundred thousand cavalrymen.
Three days later, I built a steam-powered forging hammer that could produce iron parts of uniform size.
With standardized parts, I assembled a boiler, cylinder, and piston into a steam engine, then used it to power an iron-plated war chariot.
When the Northern Di army invaded, I drove the chariot straight into their cavalry formation.
One man, one chariot, a hundred thousand cavalrymen driven back. The name "Lin Iron Beast" spread across the land overnight.
After that, I built the first blast furnace, smelted the first piece of carbon steel, and laid the first railway.
I also built ironclad ships, smashed pirate fleets, and brought peace to the South China Sea.
I invented hot-air balloons and dropped bombs on enemy camps from the sky. For the first time, this world learned what "air superiority" meant.
At last, I built a twelve-meter-tall steel giant. Steam poured from its joints, and the ground cracked when it took its first step.
Everyone stared up at the colossal machine, repeating just four words: "A work of divine craftsmanship."
Standing atop the city wall, the Empress asked what I planned to do next.
I said, "Build ships, the biggest ships. I want the continent across the ocean to fly the Great Zhou's flag and kneel in submission."
