Jiangzhou Heavy Industry Plant No. 3: an auxiliary technician, stuck with the dirtiest, most exhausting work and the least promising job.
Lin Zhan spends three years heating test tubes there, until the night an explosion spirals out of control at the firing range. A dark gold, hexagonal database crashes into his mind.
It is called the “Seeds of Civilization,” a military technology archive from a century in the future.
It provides blueprints, not finished products. Unlocking technology has a price, and reaching beyond his level comes with a penalty.
So, when his mentor steals the credit, he exposes him in public with three layers of backups. When a rich young master tramples his dignity, he crushes him with mass-production data. When the Western “fence” strangles his country, he breaks through it one blueprint at a time.
From Blue Star workshops to heavy industry on the moon, and then into deep space through curvature jumps, the iron fists of Titan’s descendants, the arrogance of the Star Ring Federation, and the psionic arts of the Martial Apex Star Domain all hit a wall before his blueprints.
Until he discovers the ruins of the “Guanghan Palace” on the far side of the moon, salvages a sunken arsenal from the ocean floor, and reads the coordinates of a star map in oracle bone script...
It turns out that every myth from antiquity to the present is a trace left behind by the highest technology.
And the deepest door within the Seeds of Civilization is waiting for someone who can understand the myths to open it.
P.S. Someone asks what he plans to do with such powerful weapons.
Lin Zhan says, “So China will never have to care what anyone else thinks again, and so myths will no longer be just myths.”
But no one tells him that, deep in space, a pair of eyes has been watching Blue Star for ten thousand years.
