Gao Wu: I Use My Two Fists to Build Great Power Technology

The rain in Jiangcheng always wets the dreams of the people at the bottom. The delivery rider's car was kicked to pieces, the scale of the old man running the stall was stepped on, and migrant workers were owed their hard-earned money. The "affectionate" in the live broadcast room is a scam to drain the savings of honest people. Lin Yan also fell in the rain. When he came from a poor family and was so depressed that he wanted to end his life, it was Su Qingyue who handed him a bowl of hot porridge to accompany him through the darkest night; it was Fatty Wang who held his hand and said, "Brother, let's carry it together"; it was Mr. Mo's words of "You can teach me" that made him clench his fists and stand tall from the mud. After ten years of sharpening his sword, he became a strong man in the divine martial realm, but he never forgot where he came from. He does not want to be a lonely warrior, but wants to be an umbrella for the people at the bottom. Join hands with Su Qingyue to leverage the resources of the country and the country with core technologies to develop safe terminals for riders, inclusive medical chips, and intelligent manufacturing lines; join hands with Wang Pang to set up an assistance fund so that the disabled have jobs, the seriously ill have medical treatment, and the defrauded have support. The iron fist suppresses foreign villains and crushes the arrogance of bullies; technology breaks down monopoly barriers and pave a smooth path for people's livelihood. He wants to make the scams in the live broadcast room invisible, make the bosses who are owed wages bow their heads and admit their mistakes, and make everyone who makes a living through sweat and sweat straighten their backs. Protect the people with force and create the world with science. Along the way, there are passionate battles and passionate original aspirations. One person walks to the sky, and there are thousands of people who stand shoulder to shoulder and face the sun. This is not a novel that only talks about martial arts, it is a hymn to every ordinary person - even if they are in the dust, they can still use their fists as a torch and skills as a bridge to light up their own light and illuminate the path of the times.