Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

The Martian sky was a clear, deep blue, with countless white clouds stretching out leisurely.

The mountains stretch endlessly, the rivers flow mightily, and a gentle breeze sweeps across the fertile fields. Wildflowers bloom everywhere, and the vegetation is lush and verdant, creating a scene of unprecedented vitality.

Who could imagine that just a dozen minutes ago, this was a desolate planet that had been dead for billions of years, with yellow sand everywhere, overwhelming radiation, and not a blade of grass growing?

All deep-space monitoring cameras around the world are still locked on this stunning starry landscape, transmitting images back to Earth in real time.

The planet's original system was completely reshaped and finalized, transforming a dead and desolate planet into a paradise on earth with an ecology far surpassing that of Earth.

This has long transcended all scientific categories and exceeded the limits of human cognition.

At this moment, the entire nation of China is in a state of jubilation and celebration.

In the streets and alleys, factory workshops, rural fields, and government offices, everyone put down their work and gathered around radios, black-and-white televisions, and loudspeakers, their eyes filled with tears and their expressions fervent.

In 1975, China was going through a difficult period of development.

With scarce resources and all industries in dire need of development, every household lived by rationing. Grain coupons, oil coupons, cloth coupons, meat coupons, sugar coupons—each small ration coupon carried the hopes of a family for the entire year's livelihood.

Urban workers were allotted a monthly food ration of 45 jin (22.5 kg) for those engaged in heavy physical labor, 35 jin (12.5 kg) for ordinary workers, and only 28 jin (14.5 catties) for ordinary residents. They had to be very careful with their food to make ends meet.

Throughout the year, people rarely get to eat meat or buy new clothes; patched-up clothes are the norm for every household.

Rural people lived even harder lives, relying on the weather for their livelihood and earning work points to make ends meet. Sweet potato buns and mixed grain porridge were their staple foods, and they could only eat white flour and meat dishes during festivals.

During the lean season, people even had to dig for wild vegetables and eat coarse grains to fill their stomachs. The idea of ​​having enough to eat and wear was a lifelong dream for countless ordinary people.

Housing was rudimentary, with mud-brick houses and tenement buildings scattered throughout the country; travel was difficult, with ten-mile journeys relying on walking, and bicycles being a rare and precious item in the surrounding villages.

Medical care, education, and supplies are all in short supply, and every ordinary person is struggling to make a living.

This was an era of resilience and hard work, yet still marked by material scarcity.

But today, a miracle occurred in the Star Sea, shattering everyone's understanding and igniting everyone's hope.

Inside the China Deep Space Control Center, all researchers and leaders stood solemnly and upright, without making a sound.

The aged chief academician looked up at the vibrant and magnificent new Mars on the screen.

His eyes were red-rimmed, his voice strong and trembling, each word ringing out in the entire hall: "Since ancient times, our human race has lived in a corner of Blue Star, subject to the whims of heaven and earth, trapped by scarce resources, enduring thousands of years of wind and rain, and countless hardships!"

"Today, a great power descends from the heavens to recreate the stars, guard the sea of ​​stars, and expand the territory."

"From this day forward, humanity will no longer be confined to Earth! Earth is our root, Mars is our territory! Our Chinese race will possess two star fields, rule over the heavens and the seas, and our eternal foundation will begin from this day forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent, followed by thunderous applause and cheers that lasted for a long time.

Kyoto central compound.

Inside the heavily guarded top conference room, all the senior leaders were seated, their eyes fixed on the magnificent Martian scene on the large screen. Their faces were filled with shock, excitement, and boundless exhilaration.

Old Xu sat there, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes burning with an undisguised intensity.

They personally experienced a century of trials and tribulations in China, witnessed the country's fragmentation and weakness, the displacement and hardship of its people, and the countless sacrifices and sheds of their ancestors for the sake of a strong nation and a bright future.

Today, witnessing firsthand how supreme beings reshape the stars and open up new galactic territories for humanity, the excitement and pride in my heart are beyond compare.

Just then, Mr. Xu's phone suddenly rang.

When Old Xu saw it was Old Mo, he immediately answered the call, disregarding the fact that he was in a meeting.

Soon, Lao Mo's appearance appeared before everyone's eyes.

Old Mo smiled as soon as he saw them.

Hi everyone!

Old Xu smiled.

"Hey kid, get to the point, we're in a meeting right now!"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "It's nothing serious. Just now, my wives and I got a sudden urge and terraformed Mars into a planet that humans can live on."

To put it another way, the entire Mars now belongs to China.

"Would you be interested in sending some people up there to settle things? Even the most beautiful planet is useless if no one lives there, don't you agree?"

"What?"

Everyone in the entire venue was shocked.

"What did you say? The six powerful figures who terraformed Mars are you and your wives?"

Old Xu exclaimed in shock.

Although their equipment can capture images of people, it cannot recognize them.

Now that Lao Mo has said this, everyone is shocked.

The meeting room suddenly became even more lively.

After a long while, the meeting room gradually quieted down.

Old Xu slowly calmed himself, his gaze sharp and firm as he said, "Old Mo, so you're saying you have the ability to send people to Mars?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Of course. I can not only send people up, but also food, daily necessities, and all kinds of machinery."

Old Xu quickly asked, "How many people do you need?"

Old Mo laughed and said, "Of course, the more the merrier. Young couples would be best. I can send as many of you as you have."

After talking for a while longer, Mr. Xu finally hung up the phone. Everyone's emotions remained unsettled for a long time.

The moment the call ended, the highest conference room in Kyoto remained deathly silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

All the top leaders who held high positions and controlled the lifeline of China's development sat frozen in their chairs, staring blankly at the still-on projected screen in front of them, their minds buzzing, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

They were just moments ago discussing with awe, reverence, and fervor the supreme and mysterious being who had recreated Mars and annihilated the main fleet of Scorpion Star, marveling at the divine intervention that protected humanity and revitalized China.

Everyone is speculating whether this being who suddenly appeared, crushed all extraterrestrial civilizations, and wielded the power of star creation, is an ancient immortal who has been in seclusion for thousands of years, or a savior of humanity favored by the Heavenly Dao.

No one expected this.

The supreme being who could reshape stars with a wave of his hand, recreate the ecology of a dead star in a dozen minutes, and annihilate the main force of extraterrestrial interstellar forces with a flick of his finger was none other than Chen Yinmo, who had been silently protecting China and bringing surprises to the country on several occasions.

It was that young man they already knew well, seemingly ordinary, yet who repeatedly created miracles and revolutionized the times.

"So... it was him all along."

After a long silence, an elderly leader with gray hair, who had experienced half a lifetime of trials and tribulations, slowly spoke, his voice trembling with barely suppressed reverence.

The words fell silent, yet they expressed the sentiments of everyone present.

All the doubts, shock, and confusion in everyone's hearts suddenly became clear at this moment.

Old Xu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turbulent waves surging in his chest, and his turbid eyes burned with an unprecedentedly hot light.