Before dying suddenly, Chen Yifan transmigrates to the 1960s in Longguo, where he’s so broke he can barely scrape by.
You want me to build a military industry with no money, no people, and no technology? Find someone else!
System: Reverse the past and inherit billions in assets!
Chen Yifan: If I can’t make military equipment, I’ll make civilian goods. I’ll build Blue Star’s first-generation-three fighter jet out of stainless steel, make a nuclear submarine based on a toy, and use a rope as an aircraft carrier’s arresting cable…
Chen Yifan: Eagle Sauce, are you addicted to stealing designs? You copied the J-10, and now you’re copying the destroyer too! Have some shame!
With a big enough technological lead, civilian products can still crush military ones!
System: Interdimensional invasion initiated. Players, prepare yourselves.
Chen Yifan: You’ve got a carrier strike group, I’ve got unmanned boats. You’ve got an army of steel, I’ve got drones. You’ve got a sea of bugs, I’ve got an army of robot dogs.
System warning: SSS-rank instance activated. Forced teleportation commencing!
“As soon as we capture this false emperor’s church, we’ll win!”
“We’re almost there! Once we reach the church, attack the gates at once!”
“Wait, the church just stood up? Holy crap, it’s fighting back!”
Chen Yifan: I’ll say it right now: if I’d given either side support, this damn war would’ve been over already!
