Luo Ji was reborn, but not for the first time - it was the 128th time.
He failed in the first 127 rounds, and every death cleared his memory. It wasn't until this round that the system popped up a line of words that had never appeared before: "This round number: Round 128." He didn't know that his father had been bound to the same system. My father failed and his memory was wiped away, leaving only one sentence: "You are not ready yet."
This time, Luo Ji returned from 2035 to 2024, and saw with his own eyes that the Long March 12 exploded in the Gobi Desert due to a shortage of materials. With all the experience accumulated in the previous 127 rounds - starting from the stuck parameters of the photolithography machine, to new aerospace alloys, room temperature superconductivity, and controllable nuclear fusion, he wanted to build the Chinese's own series of long-distance spacecraft step by step.
From Mars to Jupiter, from Saturn to the Kuiper Belt, from flying out of the solar system to entering the interstellar space of the Milky Way - twelve spacecrafts, twelve keels, twelve generations of astronauts. When Yuanhang 8 sent back photos of the sun as an ordinary bright star, humans finally knew: we are no longer alone. Because from Mars to interstellar space, the precursors of life are everywhere.
This is a story about "keep going" - not moving forward after being blessed by the civilization of the predecessors, but about each generation still choosing to take that step after knowing the cost.
