Yang Ge has never been the best in the world.

But later, everyone in the world said that he was the best in the world...

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“In this great age of turmoil, if you take a step forward, what you have created may be history!”

“Join me, and show to those who refuse you, how unsightly they used to be!”

That year.

No matter how to find a job in the Yanjing talent market, he is poor and white, and only has a high school diploma. However, he simply set up a recruitment booth on his own, and he intends to be angry with those who refuse him!

but……

did not expect!

The whole world is mad at him!

Fang Yuan arrived in this chaotic world and discovered he possessed a cheat code that rewarded diligence. The most difficult martial arts in the world to master were nothing but simple to him! All martial arts techniques in the world were effortlessly perfected in his hands, turning the mundane into the miraculous! ...The Hunyuan Stance, which ordinary people struggled to learn in three years and perfect in a lifetime, he mastered in a month and perfected in a year, comprehending the innate true qi that no one in Qinghe Palace had ever grasped! A seemingly ordinary but incomplete sword-drawing technique, he easily perfected, cleaving the heavens with a single sword strike! His learning always yielded progress, his understanding always bore fruit! ...In this remote little town of Qinghe Palace, a peerless genius emerged, causing the entire world to tremble.

Imagine traveling back to the 40th year of the Wanli Emperor's reign, wanting both to indulge in pleasure and to directly save the nation. Yes, it's a story full of intrigue and contradictions. Late Ming Dynasty, Jiangnan, a decadent prosperity; the elegance of *Cai Gen Tan*, the vulgarity of *Jin Ping Mei*; an old monk engaging in commerce, a famous courtesan worshipping Buddha; Yuan Hongdao expressing his spirit through tea and flower arranging, Li Zhuowu brewing wine, meditating, and continuing the burning of books; Dong Qichang, a master of both calligraphy and painting, yet a local tyrant; Zhang Zongzi, a young playboy, dreaming of West Lake in his old age; the refined see elegance, the vulgar see vulgarity. To find truly remarkable figures, look to the present (accompanied by a certain classic gesture).

A reborn young master, Confucius is in his prime, Yanzi is old and frail, Sun Tzu's military treatise is unfinished, and the powerful state of Jin is on the verge of collapse due to the infighting among the ministers... As a son, his courage surpasses all others. One day, he avenges his father, and the world is shaken—this is enough for a true man.

At this moment, I gaze upon the lush reeds, wondering where my beloved is amidst the autumn waters. In the mulberry grove by the city corner, a quiet maiden hesitates, while the ospreys cry. A gentleman seeks her out—what more could a good man ask for?

In this era of great contention, when the world is vying for supremacy, and Qing Ji is still alive, what will become of the world?

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.

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.

Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he became Wu Song, and from then on he unfolded a magnificent fairy tale landscape.

One hundred and eight demons reincarnated and caused chaos;

The spirit of the true dragon is torn apart, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties are fighting;

The Xianmen and the Hiddenmen appeared one after another to control the court;

Confucianism, Taoism, Law, and Buddhism are all yin and yang, and a hundred schools of thought contend:

Taoist priests who guard the dragon veins, demons who escape from control, monks who guard the destiny of the country, warlocks who kill invisible people, low-level sects, secret successors who control machine beasts, Meng Yuan warships sailing into the sea...

A different world of immortals and heroes...