During a livestream, a fan asked, “Can you fix a tank?” Wei Xiu thought they meant a Tank 300 and agreed without hesitation. Little did he expect that the fan would bring a completely wrecked Type 59 tank...

From then on, the requests from clients became increasingly absurd:

The Air Force said, “My stealth fighter is broken, can you repaint it?”

The Navy said, “My aircraft carrier is rusted, can you restore it without any trace?”

The Ministry of Science and Technology said, “My photolithography machine is missing a screw, can you fix it?”

Though Wei Xiu grumbled and complained, he met all the customers’ demands, thinking no client could be more outrageous than these.

Until one day, someone claiming to be from the 749 Bureau showed up at his door:

“Hello, our National Defense Array is missing a corner, can you fix it?”

[Shanghai System + Rise of a Great Power + Interstellar + Development]

Qin Hao accidentally receives an electric shock and activates the All-Creation Replication System.

Consuming energy allows him to perfectly replicate any material, energy, information technology, sci-fi movie items, and even the imagination!

Holy crap?! Replicate everything?! This is crazy!

No money at the start? No problem, just copy gold! Become a billionaire? Just a simple thing!

Originally, Qin Hao just wanted to rely on the system to quietly become the world's richest man and reach the pinnacle of life.

However—

when he learns that his country is facing a comprehensive technological blockade from the United States, and that Western powers are once again attempting to sever the lifeblood of the Chinese nation!

When he sees the veteran academicians selflessly dedicating their lives to the advancement of their country's science and technology,

when he sees the beloved soldiers selflessly fighting for their country...

[Slow to warm up, single female lead, academic master, black technology]

Guo Hao, who had just been reborn in 2012, thought only of youth, getting rich, and then lying down.

But then a voice sounded in his mind.

"The system is officially open. We have noticed that the host does not currently have the normal level of knowledge for people of the same age on this planet. We are now issuing a gold-level reward mission."

“Golden Mission: Get a total score of 85% or above in the college entrance examination one hundred and three days later.

Mission Rewards: Brain Enhancement Times +1, Random Draw Times +3! "

Oh shit! It’s the system!

Guo Hao, who had just been reborn, had shining eyes and was brought into an endless abyss of crazy learning by the system.

While he was tortured to death by studying, the technology of Dragon Country and even the whole world entered a fast lane!

"Give me a panel and I can move the entire earth!"

Guo Hao is very proud.

The once glorious prince of Shanghai has fallen to the point where he is left with only a garbage recycling station. Faced with tens of millions of debts, he decided to give it a try.

He started by producing the Longteng mobile phone, and after it was released, President Lei laughed wildly.

But users found that the phone actually used a three-nanometer chip...

It became the object of everyone's scramble.

Seeing that Su Che's garbage recycling station was developing better and better, the Eagle Sauce on the other side of the ocean panicked.

Su Che: Calm down, I'm just a garbage recycling station

Eagle Sauce: You already have an aircraft carrier, why are you talking to me about this? ?

On this day, the police center received a call:

"If I take home the latest version of the photolithography machine manufacturing instructions from Windmill Country, is it a crime?"

The operator thought it was a prank and ignored it.

But the next day, the National Academy of Science and Technology received a mysterious email. The content of the email was the detailed manufacturing instructions for the new version of Windmill China's lithography machine.

All the academicians were stunned.

A few days later, the police center received another call:

"If I accidentally bring home the cultural relics from the Kotaka-chan Country Museum, I won't be regarded as an cultural relic dealer, right?"

The operator thought he was playing a prank, but this time, he replied:

"If you really take the cultural relics home, then you will be my god!"

As a result, the next day, Kotaka-chan Country announced that the museum was stolen last night and precious cultural relics were stolen.

Half a month later, the police center received another mysterious call:

"Ahem, if I accidentally get the nuclear weapons manufacturing book and two warheads from an ugly country, will I be regarded as an arms dealer?"

This time, the operator did not answer directly, but solemnly said after receiving approval:

"Do I need to send an aircraft carrier to escort you back home? My respected God!"