Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

Perhaps he was curious about why a dirty laborer could speak Japanese, or maybe it was because of his old mischievous mentality, Lin Mu said something strange:

"Okay, then you will be my student from now on."

Li Hanchao became Lin Mu's student in such a playful way, and then something happened that shocked Lin Mu for 100 years.

He brought Li Hanchao with him, and Li Hanchao was like a dried sponge, madly absorbing his architectural knowledge and draining it all away in less than a few months.

Afterwards, Li Hanchao transformed himself into a human-shaped draftsman, constantly drawing various high-rise building design drawings for him to review. As long as he approved them, Li Hanchao would continue to draw drawings for higher floors.

10 floors, 15 floors, 20 floors, and now 50 floors, this progress makes Lin Mu feel terrified.

The higher the floors, the more difficult it is to build the building, the more experience you need to accumulate, and the more practical opportunities you need.

Generally speaking, if you want to draw a blueprint of a 10-story building, you must build the 10-story building. Only after you have the experience of building a 10-story building and absorb and improve the construction experience, will you be qualified to draw a 20-story building.

But Li Hanchao can keep coming up with blueprints for higher floors, and from Lin Mu's point of view, all the blueprints are very feasible.

It's as if Li Hanchao built these floors in certain places and carried out practice.

Isn't this put into practice? All the drawings that Li Hanchao showed to the old devil were built in the island space. All the skyscrapers in the island space were built in this way.

Lin Mu envied Li Hanchao's talents, but he also felt pity for Li Hanchao's identity.

Architects like them always treat the buildings they design as their children, but Li Hanchao's identity means that he cannot have children of his own.

Lin Mu put down the drawing and suddenly made a decision.

"Han Chao, how about I send you to the Department of Architecture at the University of Tokyo? With your talent, you will be able to pass the doctoral exam within three years. By then, even if you are Chinese, the Empire will give you the opportunity to have your own children."

Li Hanchao looked at Lin Mu deeply. He didn't expect that his cheap teacher would give him such an opportunity.

He shook his head.

"Teacher, I don't want to be a traitor."

Lin Mu was shocked and quickly got up and went to the door. He carefully looked outside and made sure that no one heard what he said. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Han Chao! How many times have I told you not to say such dangerous things!"

He seemed a little nervous, and it was obvious that he was genuinely concerned about Li Hanchao.

Li Hanchao shrugged with an indifferent expression.

When he was a contractor in Fengtian, he drove stakes everywhere. All the traitors and devils who provoke him were driven into the ground by him. His main goal was to do his job without any grievances.

When he was getting along with Lin Mu, he never restrained his diet and would shout "Japanese devils" and "traitors" from time to time. The main thing was that if this old Japanese devil turned against him, Li Hanchao would beat him into the ground in an instant.

But as they got along slowly, Lin Mu showed his admiration for Li Hanchao and actually began to protect him, asking him not to say dangerous things in public. Li Hanchao also discovered that this old devil was not a crazy militarist, but a pure scholar.

"Han Dynasty, your talent is a treasure bestowed upon you by God. You need a bigger stage to display your talent. However, given the current situation of your motherland, your talent can only be buried.

But if you throw yourself into the arms of the Empire, the Empire will help you realize your dream. Not to mention a 50-story building, even a 100-story building is not impossible! Don’t you want to have your own children?"

Lin Mu tried to persuade him earnestly.

Li Hanchao recalled the dozen or so buildings in the island space, and threw grenades. He had so many children that he couldn't count them all.

He took a look at the blueprint Lin Mu was drawing, which was a railway bridge.

“Teacher, your children are serving the invaders in this land. It seems that you are a little worse off than me.”

Lin Mu was stunned, then fell into a long silence, followed by a sigh.

Seeing this, Li Hanchao changed the subject and talked about business.

"Teacher, I have something to do today, so I want to take a leave in the afternoon."

Lin Mu came back to his senses and asked, "Is there something wrong at home? Do you need help?"

Li Hanchao shook his head.

"I need to go home and do some small errands."

Lin Mu nodded.

"Okay then, go ahead."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Han Dynasty, there are many things that people have to do in their lives. Under the trend of the times, all we can do is protect ourselves.

Many things may be painful now, but after the pain, everything will come naturally, do you understand? "

Li Hanchao was about to open the door and go out, but when he heard this, his hand stopped on the door handle.

"Teacher, people today must fight for people today. If they don't, people in the future will forget where their roots are."

Opening and closing the door, Li Hanchao heard a sigh behind him.

Li Hanchao put on a big coat and walked out of the western-style building amid the envious, contemptuous and mocking gazes of the other devils.

The clone that had just been dispersed had brought him the news that they had found Liu Changchun's home in a commercial street.

Liu Changchun's father was a shoemaker. There was no other person with the surname Liu who sold shoes in Fengtian City. The clones searched house by house and soon found him.

The place was not far away, and Li Hanchao planned to walk there. Along the way, Fengtian City had changed a lot. There were many devils wearing Japanese clothes, as well as devil soldiers and puppet Manchukuo soldiers. Japanese buildings could occasionally be seen on the streets. The devils were multiplying in this city like bacteria.

Li Hanchao quickly found Liu Changchun's shoe store, where a middle-aged man was making shoe soles.

The middle-aged man saw someone coming in and asked without even looking up, "Sir, are you buying shoes or making them?"

"Let me see. Let me see."

Li Hanchao came to the wooden shoe cabinet and looked at the boots on it.

"Please feel free to look around. You can try on any you like."

The middle-aged man replied.

Li Hanchao picked up a pair of boots. This pair of boots was very unique. Among the traditional boots, this pair had a bit of the flavor of sneakers.

"Did Liu Changchun win the championship at Northeastern University wearing these boots?"

The middle-aged men moved in unison, frowned and looked at Li Hanchao.

"Sir, would you like to buy some shoes?"

Hostility began to appear in his eyes, and Li Hanchao knew the reason for this hostility. This man was Liu's father, an old shoemaker. His expectation for Liu Changchun was to let him learn how to make shoes so that he could inherit the family business when he was old.

But Liu Changchun's dream was the Olympics, and training every day was considered by his father to be a waste of time.

What the hell is Pique doing? He can't even pronounce his full name. It's something foreigners play with, something out of the blue, you can't see or touch it, but his own son is obsessed with it, making him worry so much.

Li Hanchao put down his shoes, took out a string of 50 silver dollars from his arms and put it on the table.

"Mr. Liu, I'm not buying shoes. I just have an invitation to participate in the Olympic Games. I wonder where your son is strolling around."