I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

"Ding-dong, congratulations to the host for engaging in positive behavior."

"??? Dude, blowing up the enemy's armory is a positive act?" Zhou Weiguo asked the air, his face full of doubt.

A haughty electronic voice rang out: "My surname is Xia, the Xia of the Xia Kingdom. All actions of protecting the country and fighting the enemy are considered positive energy. Here's a reward for you. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Uh, yes, yes, yes! You're so generous, I'll do whatever you say!" Zhou Weiguo quickly replied with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, a series of reward notifications popped up on the virtual panel:

Unlocks Zhang Wei, a special engineer and level-eight fitter from the Xia Kingdom.

Energy Points 5

Portable adrenaline vial

One set of advanced chemical protective clothing

1 roast chicken

Zhou Weiguo was both surprised and delighted: "Hey buddy, are you telling the truth because you like me? You're just making up some excuse to give me a reward?"

The system responded with an indifferent voice: "Just take it if it's given to you, you talk too much."

"Alright, alright, you're really something, I have to say I love your domineering style! Come on, it's time for the exciting lottery draw! Zhang Wei, five draws in a row!"

As consciousness fluctuated, new prompts emerged:

Item: Zhang Wei's Safeguard

Item: Zhang Wei's sunglasses

Item: Zhang Wei's 15-gram 999 gold ring

Item: Zhang Wei's toolbox (originally a complete set of world-class fitter's tools)

Skills: Zhang Wei's technical experience as an eighth-level fitter (not that his fitter skills are only at level eight, but that his fitter level is only level eight, which includes all of Zhang Wei's technical experience throughout his life, including operational experience).

A flood of knowledge rushed into Zhou Weiguo's mind, and he looked at his hands, noticing a visibly improved dexterity in his fingers. He couldn't help but joke, "Wow, the dexterity of these hands... what normal girl could resist that?"

After saying that, he grabbed the still-steaming roast chicken, wolfed it down, and then went to sleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but when Zhou Weiguo woke up, he felt weak all over, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. A terrible thought flashed through his mind—had the effects of the medicine worn off?

He dared not delay, struggling to his feet to return to our military base as quickly as possible. Just as he was about to exit the spatial dimension, a bone-chilling cold shot up his spine to the top of his head. His gaze swept over the hazmat suit in the corner of the space, and Zhou Weiguo's pupils constricted: "Holy crap, they can't be going this far, can they?"

He hurriedly put on his hazmat suit, activated the invisibility function, and rushed out of the space.

The scene that came into view confirmed his worst suspicions: an eerie blue mist filled the air, and in the distance, the wreckage of an old helicopter was emitting thick smoke, bearing the insignia of the Great Beautiful Country.

Forcing his weakened body, he moved towards the north gate, each step feeling like walking on cotton. When a splitting headache hit, Zhou Weiguo finally collapsed inside his hazmat suit. Trembling, he pulled out some adrenaline from his storage space and gritted his teeth, injecting it into his thigh.

"If even this doesn't hold, I'll have to return to the spatial dimension before I lose consciousness."

Then he supported his tired body and kept walking forward. As he walked, he felt as if he was walking on cotton.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but just as he was about to lose consciousness completely, a majestic voice pierced through the mist: "Halt! Don't move! Who are you?"

Looking at the familiar combat uniform before him, Zhou Weiguo mustered his last bit of strength to utter three words: "Zhou Weiguo." Then everything went black, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Ding! The system has detected that the host has suffered a severe overdose of stimulants, resulting in cardiovascular system collapse and severe damage to the nervous system. Would you like to use the system's remaining energy for emergency treatment?"

"Ding! The system has detected that the host is unconscious. The system protection mechanism has been automatically activated, and treatment will now be initiated. The treatment period is expected to last one month. After the system treatment is completed, the host will fall into a deep sleep due to energy issues. Please proceed to the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang for recharging and activation."

The system kept broadcasting prompts, but Zhou Weiguo, who was in a deep coma, was completely unaware of them.

For a very long time afterward, Zhou Weiguo remained in a coma, during which time waves of people came to visit him in his hospital room.

On this day, several elderly men entered the ward. They stood silently by the bedside, gazing at Zhou Weiguo for a long time, before sitting down and beginning a conversation.

"Do you think this young man will be able to pull through?"

"This kid single-handedly handled everything for the entire legion. Such a promising talent can definitely hold on, and must hold on! Moreover, his family has already produced three martyrs, and I sincerely hope he won't be the last."

"By the way, does he have any other family members? We need to be fully prepared in advance."

"His parents were brutally murdered by the Japanese invaders in his early years, and his two older brothers died heroically before they could get married. His fourth brother had just applied to the organization for marriage last year, but then went to Qiongzhou because of the war and never returned. His only sister had also passed away long ago, but she left behind two children. I have already sent people to find out about the situation, and I just hope that this child can get through this difficult time. If there is really no other way, we can only give his pension to his sister's children."

"Sigh... How should his achievements be evaluated? Regardless of whether he is awake or not, he should be given the honors he deserves; this is what we owe him."

"I understand, but he hasn't officially joined the military yet."

"What's the big deal! He's made such a monumental contribution; he's a hero of the entire army and the whole country. No amount of praise is too much! First, we'll arrange for him to receive the Special Merit Citation and the title of Special-Class Combat Hero. Once he wakes up, we'll decide whether to grant him disabled veteran benefits based on his condition. The one-time death benefit and the lifetime death benefit must be implemented, along with lifetime medical insurance. All of this must be recorded in his file. I sincerely hope this kid will be safe and sound. Whether he wants to continue his studies or stay in the army, it's up to him to decide."

Another elderly man nodded in agreement and concluded, "I suggest that he should be awarded the honor, but his identity should be kept secret. After all, what he did was far too significant; I'm afraid...!"

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Time flies, and it was July 1956 in the blink of an eye.

Clutching his Tsinghua University associate doctoral admission certificate, Zhou Weiguo boarded a train bound for Beijing.

He left Harbin Institute of Technology, and left behind Lao Wu and those geese of the Comrades.

Sitting on a steam train typical of this era, memories flood back like a tide.

Since waking up from that coma, his system had vanished without a trace. He tried everything, but the system remained unresponsive. If it weren't for the fact that his personal space and skills were still usable, he would have truly believed that he had been abandoned by the system.

For some reason, he always had a feeling that he had to go to that courtyard full of beasts in the story.

The reason he was able to go to Beijing was because a while ago, an old man in military uniform with a kind face met him at school.

It was during that meeting that he realized what an incredible achievement he had unintentionally made.

The old man immediately awarded him the highest honors and medals, including Special Class Merit Citation and Special Class Hero, as well as a reward of 1000 yuan and a bankbook.

Before leaving, the old man left behind a second lieutenant's uniform, two identification documents, a phone number, and even a Type 51 pistol.

The old man asked him if he had any requests. Perhaps he was too nervous at the time, because his first reaction was to say, "Sir, I want to go to Beijing."

After saying that, he realized something was wrong and quickly added, "Commander, I want to go to Beijing to study."

The next day, a soldier delivered a set of Tsinghua University admission materials.