Back in 1982, Chen Fang became a street prodigal who was about to have his legs broken at the beginning. In this backward era where even matches had to be purchased with tickets, he should have been struggling, but unexpectedly unlocked the double-travel waste time and space recovery system connecting to 2024.
The rules here are very strange: as long as you squander your wealth like crazy in public, you can earn exchange points and send the junk that no one cared about in the 1980s to the future, in exchange for top-level strategic materials like a dimensionality reduction strike!
The whole village pointed their noses at him and cursed him, and his wife, a desperate educated youth, prepared to take off her clothes and make concessions all night long. Chen Fang smiled arrogantly and plundered all the broken iron cylinders and carts with broken axles in the whole yard: "The old ones won't go away, the new ones won't come in, and the junk that takes up space will be left to breed?"
Just when the whole village thought that Chen Fang was going to sell all the scrap metal for wine, he took out the rudimentary drawings of a highly productive god-level wheat seed, a waterproof electronic watch, and even a microscopic CNC machine tool from his tattered yellow canvas bag!
Since the world is in a mess, it's up to me, the prodigal son, to reshuffle it. Starting from a dilapidated red brick factory, he will eventually use carts of scrap metal to smash out the door of China's global industrial empire!
