The ancients determined the seasons based on the direction pointed by the Big Dipper. Today, we have a new Big Dipper, spanning the skies above us, becoming our "eye in the sky," safeguarding national security and serving society and the people's well-being. This is the BeiDou satellite navigation system, independently developed and built by my country. The novel depicts the arduous and magnificent construction process and the growth of each individual along the way. Like the Big Dipper, they shine like a starry sky.

War, war, war, endless war.

Khorne cares not for intrigue or loyalty, but only for endless violence and the art of war. A brilliant massacre where the few triumph over the many, a valiant charge against a powerful foe, is more likely to earn the Blood God's favor and blessings—for example, weapons igniting with an inextinguishable demonic fire, or bodies growing larger. Conversely, avoidance, cowardice, or the use of "dishonorable" means may lead to the loss of power or even being devoured by one's own comrades.

What if one day, every spacecraft in outer space around Earth—whether it's China's Changgong Space Station or the US SpaceLink satellite constellation—were destroyed, their debris forever circling the Earth, like the gnarled rope tightly wrapped around a prisoner's neck on a gallows? Would you still be able to breathe? Could you escape unscathed? Could such a scenario ever happen? If it did, would it be a blessing or a curse? Would you choose to be imprisoned in the heavens, or break free? Waiting online, it's urgent.

In the middle of the 21st century, a meaningful message brought mankind to an unknown territory-the Boundary Convention: unknown purpose, unknown source, what kind of crazy extraterrestrial invasion? Or is it an attempt to cover up between major powers?

Since then, earth-shaking changes have taken place on the earth, rising sea levels compress the living space of human beings, and the weird body decomposition makes the only human beings face the crisis of genocide... Everything seems to indicate that human beings will eventually be bound by gravity Live alone, die alone.

More and more things with visions squeezed into this tiny planet from unheard of places. Supporters, opponents, and human beings with their own ulterior motives also began to make enemies in private for their own ideas.

A woman in an oil painting seems to be the key to everything. She makes people crazy but also gives people hope... Can men and women on the pioneers still smile?

The protagonist, Ling Ji, was a lowly slave in a primitive civilization in his previous life. In that cruel world of cannibalism, he witnessed his fellow citizens being treated as food by the powerful and playthings by alien forces. He suppressed his humble longing for warmth and, with his extreme cunning and ruthless methods, meticulously planned and destroyed half of the primitive civilization's world—a "liberation" he offered to his suffering compatriots, and the grandest art in his eyes. His only regret was failing to drag the other half of the world into annihilation. A gift (or malice) from an unknown entity led him to be reborn in the 41st millennium of the Holy Empire of Humanity, reduced to a serf in the Nest Capital. The decay, brutality, and cannibalistic nature of this world are exactly the same as in his previous life. What will Ling Ji choose to do now?