After traveling through time, I, as a mechanical genius, am dedicated to improving myself.

On National Day.

Tianmen Street was blocked.

The picture in today's live broadcast room is the Earth's Heavenly Gate.

Thousands of soldiers are busy.

From weapons and equipment to ranking and then to layout.

Everyone just watched quietly.

It wasn't until I saw the sign with the number 1949 standing up that my emotions suddenly surged.

It has been so difficult for our motherland to get to where it is today!

There is no need to talk about too long ago, just look back twenty years, it seems like it is not the same motherland as it is now.

What about the next twenty years? Things will get better and better, right?

In the square, the number 2003 stood up immediately afterwards, and barrages of comments began to flood the screen: China, China, China.

There are no words that can express everyone’s feelings at the moment, we can only keep calling the name of the motherland.

It hasn't gotten to the big stuff yet, just a few simple numbers have made countless netizens stare at the screen in a daze.

It’s great that our motherland is what it is today.

early morning.

In this season, when the sun just comes out, it is the most comfortable time of the day. It is not dazzling, not hot, and you can feel the vitality.

The sunshade curtains in Zeng Li's room were not drawn, so when she woke up naturally, the first thing she saw was the thousand-year-old cypress tree outside the window.

The ancients believed that this tree could thrive in harsh environments and had the spirit of not fearing any hardship. I don’t know if it was because they liked it or because it was really easy to grow, but among the ancient trees that survived in the capital today, arborvitae accounts for 55% of the total.

"Mom, aren't you getting up? Today is a big day. The tree is right here, and you can see it anytime."

Jinbao interrupted Zeng Li's thoughts.

After retracting her gaze, Zeng Li looked at Jin Bao: "I'm not looking at this tree, but I'm admiring the wisdom of the ancients. They conducted countless experiments without the necessary conditions or tools, but their experimental results were correct."

Jinbao said as a matter of course, "Isn't that normal? Their IQ is generally higher than the current generation because they need to build a process from zero to one, which is the most difficult."

"Just the process of going from eating raw food to cooked food required countless experiments, including studying fire."

Not entirely right, nor entirely wrong.

The brain is something that needs to be used frequently to be useful. When the living environment and conditions are harsh, we naturally have to find ways to survive. After everything stabilizes, most people will be content with the status quo and do not want to change too much because it is troublesome.

Zeng Li stretched as she prepared to get up. "Who knows? Zheng Qian didn't send me back to that era. It's a shame I didn't get to see it with my own eyes."

Regret? What's there to regret? If Mom wants to, with the review chip, isn't it easy?

"Mom, is this difficult? You had an accident when you were 12, and your brain is a mechanical one that Zheng Qian replaced for you. It used up its only intelligence line. Theoretically, as long as Mom finds a suitable body, she can achieve immortality."

Zeng Li likes to roll off the bed when she gets up. After listening to Jinbao's words, she lost her balance and fell directly under the bed.

Without getting up, he poked his head out and asked, "What do you mean?"

After asking this question, my head suddenly felt like it was being bitten by millions of ants.

He stretched out his right hand and slapped his head hard.

At this critical moment, the shadow of Zhao Youwei appeared in my mind.

Was she really one of the six managers chosen by Gu Yi? And not just a replacement?

She was only seven years old at the time, and because of some talent, she was decided to become one of the six managers?

No, this is not something Gu Yi would do. The more he thinks about it, the more wrong it seems.

Zeng Li struggled to get out of Gu Yi's thoughts.

Jinbao didn't sit idly by this time. He gave Zeng Li an electric shock, and when she calmed down, he spoke: "What do you mean? Didn't Jinbao explain it clearly? Or did Mommy not understand?"

The ground was a little cold, but Zeng Li needed the coolness to wake her up. After a while, she felt it was too cold and got goose bumps. She shook her head and stood up with her hands.

"Is it because something happened to me and Zheng Qian replaced my brain with a mechanical one? But you and Zhaocai were my twenty-eighth birthday gifts. How did you know? And why didn't Zhaocai know?"