The thing that Su Nian regretted most in her life was not that she died suddenly after working all night to change the airport plan, but that on the day she died and transformed into a subjugated princess, the novice draw card only drew one Coarse Salt Refining Method.
Nan Zhao was gone, her father was dead, and her sister pushed her into the fake cave with a "sisterly love" face, then turned her back and went to the back house of the prince of the enemy country. A dozen remnants of the people in the ruined temple were trembling, and the torches of the pursuers had already shone at the door. Su Nian was squatting on the dirt while drawing a diagram of a drainage ditch, thinking: Party A couldn't force me to death, so what do you ancient people do?
Later, she traded salt for food, blueprints for lives, and smelly ditches for a city. Zhao Rong, the God of War of Beili, led 30,000 cavalry to suppress the attack. What he saw was a girl wearing coarse cloth standing on a low concrete wall, holding up a drawing of a repeating crossbow and shouting to him: "General, you have stepped on my planned land."
She does not call herself emperor, only "chief engineer". I spent the rest of my life drawing pictures—drawing sewers, drawing irrigation canals, drawing sections of city walls. Party A has changed from the prince of Beili to the people of the world, but her principles have never changed: the construction deadline can be met, the drawings cannot be fooled, and human life cannot be ignored.
As for the enemy general whom she bribed with hot ginger soup? Later, he became her chief construction team leader, chasing after her every day and asking: "Chief Engineer, when will the construction of those roads in the north start?"
On the day the system went into hibernation, the last line of text popped up: Host, congratulations on graduation.
Su Nian lowered his head and continued to change the drawings.
——My country is drawn one by one.
