[System] [Historical Variety Show] [Reforming the Entertainment Industry] [Resisting American Aggression and Aiding Korea] [National Team]
On his first day taking over his late father's show, a top-tier star threw a military uniform in his face.
An agent stepped on his costume and ordered him to kneel.
The station threatened to take back the studio to pay off its debts if the ratings couldn't break two percent.
Millions of fans flooded the internet, telling him to get out of show business.
Chen Chen didn't kneel.
He pulled out a wager contract: if they could last one hour after entering, he'd pay them 20 million yuan in compensation.
The two top-tier stars laughed and signed their names.
The bronze gate swung open.
A wind of minus forty degrees rushed in, freezing a cup of hot Americano solid in one second.
There was no green screen behind the gate.
It was 1950, at Lake Changjin, on Death Eagle Ridge.
The bullets were real. The artillery fire was real.
So were the frozen potatoes too hard to bite, the life-saving rations the veteran squad leader had saved by keeping them against his chest.
The whole internet went from complaining about the special effects to three million people breaking down in tears together.
Emotional energy surged, and a supply channel across time and space opened.
Military greatcoats, self-heating meals, and frostbite medicine were sent through the gate by the truckload.
Later, the nation itself stepped in.
Modern military manufacturers lined up to use the channel, with each shipment weighing at least five tons.
This time, the soldiers of the past wouldn't have to charge into battle hungry.
As the first batch of heavy weapons passed through the bronze gate, the bugle sounded on Death Eagle Ridge...