A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

(Note: This is not a violent story; it only depicts progress in stages. Let Motherland suffer less humiliation, even if it's just in a novel.) Jiang Xia is no ordinary man; he holds technical power. He studies diligently day and night, keeping the machines running again. The steel mill remains neutral, its reputation spreading far and wide. He has a warm home, where his wife and children are reunited. Though his small temple is not large, it cannot withstand the evil winds. The pond is shallow and clear; even a turtle cannot hide there. He guards the path in his heart and walks the path beneath his feet. When no one offends him, he remains at peace. But when the winds change, Jiang Xia can withstand them. He has the strength of a tiger in his heart, yet he also appreciates the fragrance of roses. Jiang Xia transmigrated to a larger world. Having lived two lives, he doesn't want to be petty and calculating over trivial matters. He only wants to contribute to this era of waving red flags...