411 years after the Great Cataclysm! Super corporations monopolize cities, extraordinary beings regard mortals as ants, and the path to ascension has been completely controlled. Cultivators install [External Spiritual Roots], transplant [Extraordinary Spiritual Bodies], and their primordial spirits leave their bodies to engage in hacking wars on the psionic network! Martial artists, with the [Nine Dragons Power], can move mountains with a flick of their wrists and fill seas with a single step! Injecting [Giant God Gene Potion], they traverse the starry sky and pluck stars from the moon. Modified humans, whose original bodies are weak, are transformed into immortals! With [Psionic Supercomputing Chips] installed in their brains, their bodies merge with cosmic behemoths, simulating destiny models, becoming even more monstrous than monsters! ...Finally, a bronze tower arrives in the clouds, allowing everyone to enter and awaken their talents, plunder resources, fight for treasures, and finally escape safely! The universe will welcome an emperor, ten thousand immortals will compete to become a king, and the god above gods will finally arrive! Wu Yu opens his panel, and his unique "Peerless Talent" shines with colorful light. "【Chaos Nameless】, activate!" "You are a commoner student at a prestigious university, secretly a sinful immortal hiding among mortals who has violated heavenly laws. Behind the scenes, you are the first-ranked witch in the Etheric Sequence. You are also the successor of Medicine King Valley, the captain of the 【Song of the Secret Sea】, the son of the Twelve Flower Goddesses, a martial artist skilled in both sword and saber, and someone who attained enlightenment in a dream..."

The protagonist, Hu Lai, transmigrates to a parallel world and becomes the owner of a struggling bicycle factory. Faced with massive bank debt, sluggish export sales, and a backlog of inventory, how will Hu Lai break through this predicament? Under immense pressure, Hu Lai activates the [National Products System], gradually expanding from the bicycle industry. The whole world marvels at Phoenix Factory's inventions! "Please, can you sell more high-strength motorcycles to our Ganges?" "Please, can you supply us with more of the new mobile phones? Our market is huge!" "Please, allocate more of your new energy vehicle production capacity to America, even at a higher price!" "Please, can you remove export restrictions on companion robots? We want them too!" Suddenly, fans and distributors worldwide are wailing, begging for more goods...

I'm here for only three things: break the sword, break the sword, and break the damn sword! If you were given an army far surpassing all other military forces in the world, and the ability to travel to other worlds, which world would you choose? Obviously, the protagonist, Lin Hui, has the answer. As a seasoned second-time gamer, how could a kid fed on swords not go to rescue his wife?

Li Weidong travels back to 1964 and becomes a technician. That year, resources are scarce, and people lack food and clothing. Fortunately, he has access to the daily intelligence system. [One-star intelligence: Tonight, on the north bank of Shichahai Lake, crucian carp and common carp are gathering under the ice to seek shelter from the cold.] [Two-star intelligence: In the cellar of the back building of No. 46 Mao'er Hutong, there is a codebook, a radio, and gold bars.] [Three-star intelligence: Aramco Steel Plant has introduced oxygen top-blown converter technology, the details of which are as follows…] With this intelligence, Li Weidong's life in that fiery era becomes increasingly happy and prosperous.

[A Semi-Digitalized World] + [Apocalyptic Theme] + [Decomposition and Recombination of Matter] + [Fun People] + [Cutting-Edge Technology] + [Not a Lone Wolf]

Upon waking up, Bai Tao, an electrical automation engineer, finds himself and all of humanity thrown into a post-apocalyptic, radioactive wasteland.

This is the VIP seat in hell—the [Radiation Black Technology Wasteland]. Radiation storms by day, ionizing storms by night, survival rates plummet like a rollercoaster. While others struggle in ordinary wastelands, Bai Tao's daily life consists of facing mutated creatures and death zones where the laws of physics have collapsed.

Fortunately, he is the protagonist of this story and awakens a talent for the [decomposition and recombination] of matter.

Rusty armor can be broken down into rare alloys; mutated monsters can be reconstituted into gene serums; even deadly radioactive dust can be refined into pure energy.

While all the survivors were desperately fighting for a can of food, Bai Tao pulled out his homemade iced cola and energy weapon.

"Friend, want to trade? I have everything you could want here."

The story of the most legendary merchant in the history of the post-apocalyptic wasteland—and perhaps the most outrageous "fun-loving man"—begins here.

I woke up to find myself, a glorious Soviet base vehicle AI, in a bizarre American wasteland—a place filled with atomic punk metal lumps and mutated giant cockroaches, even more outrageous than the heart of capitalism!

To restore order (and incidentally have some fun), I "recruited" a group of tribal natives who couldn't even put on their own pants. The most urgent task? Teaching them to speak magnificent Chinglish! After all, who can stand that incredibly complicated, unrelated native English?

And so, a bizarre sight appeared in the wasteland: a group of blond, blue-eyed burly men, speaking broken, construction-worker-accented English, shouting "Hurrah! For Ironhead God!", drove their magnetic tanks over mutants, followed by a swaying Kirov...

Hey, you over there, the shelter kid in the blue bodysuit, and those tin knights with laser guns, any complaints about the "Red Iron Curtain"? No? Very well, comrade, welcome to the Soviet wasteland!

[Double Doorway + Handing Over to the Nation + Wasteland Farming + Great Power Industry + Mindless Fun] In 2025, a double doorway appeared in Lin Han's rented apartment, leading to a parallel apocalypse. On one side was a zombie-infested, black rain-swept hell, and on the other, an unexplored treasure trove of gold and forgotten advanced technology. Faced with this hellish scenario, Lin Han, a rational, life-conscious, and extremely panicked modern office worker, made a decision that defied his ancestors: "Hello? 110? I need to call the police! A Resident Evil clone has grown on my wall! Come save me!" And so, the story took a dramatic turn! While others were fighting tooth and nail for a can of food in the apocalypse, Lin Han was already leading a fully armed chemical defense regiment, driving heavy tanks to crush hordes of zombies. While others were selling their souls for a sip of clean water, Lin Han had already traded mineral water for lithography machine blueprints and controlled nuclear fusion technology. "Commander, we've discovered a survivor camp on the other side! They have electromagnetic rifles!" "When poor, use tactical infiltration; when rich, use overwhelming firepower! Buy that camp! They won't sell? Then send the bomber squadron to 'negotiate'!" From trading gold to monopolizing global energy, from repairing genes to building an interstellar fleet. Lin Han, backed by a powerful motherland, transformed a wasteland into the backyard of Chinese civilization! "If it doesn't belong to Earth, then it's new territory! If it belongs to the future, then it's our hope!"—General Zhao Jianguo.

One day, Chen Mo discovered a strange metal device among his grandfather's belongings. Upon opening it, he unexpectedly discovered that he could create rules that the entire Earth must abide by. As Chen Mo began to use it, danger gradually approached him.

He unexpectedly stumbled upon a complete planet, teeming with rare minerals, possessing cutting-edge technology a thousand years ahead of Earth, and... a crashed alien warship, and living monsters. Faced with a treasure trove capable of driving any nation mad, Chen Zi'ang didn't lose his composure. He immediately dialed the number etched into his DNA: "Hello, is this the nation? I found a planet and want to pack it up and send it to the motherland, free shipping!" From that moment on, the rise of Great Xia was put on fast-forward. While other countries were trying to cut off technology from their borders, Great Xia had already illuminated its cities with [controlled nuclear fusion]; while foreign countries were still fighting tooth and nail for lunar resources, Great Xia was already building bases on new planets. ...The foreign spy was in despair: "Please, please don't release this! You're ruining our technological development!" Global netizens were in an uproar: "Great Xia, why is your technology always five hundred years ahead of ours?" The Great Xia's official spokesperson smiled: "No comment. We can only say that one of our enthusiastic citizens was quite helpful." Meanwhile, Chen Zi'ang, hiding behind the scenes, deeply engrossed in his work, was deep in thought as he looked at the "Joint Planetary Development Agreement" and the "Supreme Scientific and Technological Advisor" appointment letter sent by the nation... I think I've become the planet's leader?

Dreaming of returning to Chang'an, the Xuanwu Gate was stained with blood, and the depths of the Taiji Palace were filled with endless sorrow. The resounding words "The people are the water, the ruler is the boat" still echoed across the land of Chang'an, but the iron hooves of foreign tribes once again trampled through the Jade Gate Pass. How can this hatred be satisfied?

What kind of fury must Li Shimin, lying in his tomb, have uttered upon witnessing the suffering of his people? He pounded on the railings, only to see the land sinking into ruin!

My heart was filled with frustration, and I wished I could cross the river of history, pluck stars from the sky, grasp the sun and moon, and turn the world upside down.

So be it. I hear ghostly cries and the autumn rain pattering outside the window. I'll cut a worn-out pen and continue the story of the glorious Tang Dynasty, removing the dark parts. My Tang Dynasty has no sorrow, only the heroic spirit of war, emperors with the ambition to swallow the sun and moon, fierce generals who have fought countless battles, scholars in high hats and wide belts, gentle and virtuous empresses, loving fathers and filial sons, and a prosperous era that continues. This is my Tang Dynasty, my "Tang Brick".

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