My father, Zhu Di, was the future Yongle Emperor, and my grandfather, Zhu Yuanzhang, was the current Hongwu Emperor.

Both were super-successful people, workaholics who had to plan for a toilet by themselves.

One unified the country;

the other established the Yongle era.

After traveling through time and space and becoming Zhu Gaochi, the future crown prince, he felt that he had to leave something behind, so he decided to start with the industrial revolution.

"Click, click."

On the rails, trains loaded with coal were transported from the grasslands to all parts of the country.

"Woo~"

The whistle sounded.

At the port, ironclad ships set the world in motion.

"Da Da Da."

The neat footsteps of military boots, soldiers carrying self-made muskets, the bright musket blades at the muzzles, the reflected white light made it hard to open your eyes.

"Is this our Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Yuanzhang rubbed his eyes, incredulous.

"It seems so."

Zhu Di was not sure, and said hesitantly.

"Chi'er, it's another good thing you did."