Red Wine Flower

Due to his father's death, Lin Ju was forced to take over the family tractor factory.
Facing the struggling tractor factory, Lin Ju said:
"No worries, the system will step in!"
"Since I can make tractors, it would be quite reasonable for me to switch production to rockets, right?"
So, in the unremarkable tractor factory, a tall rocket rose.
Then the whole world discovered that this tractor factory was becoming increasingly absurd:
New energy vehicles, tanks, jet engines, passenger planes, fighter jets, aircraft carriers...
People pointed at Lin's nose and asked, "Aren't you supposed to be making tractors?"
Lin Ju innocently pointed at the Mars rover base: "It's tracked, can go on the ground, you tell me if that's not a tractor!"

You were told to build a tractor, but you’re building a rocket?

Evening... oh no, it's evening in Beijing, but within the space station, one cannot sense the passage of time.


Lin Ju's room was located in the Cloud Palace Core Module, and with the current orientation of the space station, the porthole was perfectly aligned with Earth, offering a view of stunning beauty, MAX level.


However, even as the boss, there was nothing special about the layout of his room, except for a new sleeping bag.


What is it like to sleep in space? It's not exactly easy to fall asleep.


Even with a single bed available, due to the complete absence of gravity, it didn't matter whether the bed was made of memory foam or steel. Its only use was to anchor the sleeping bag, giving a sense of being in a bedroom on Earth.


At least from a physical perspective, sleeping in a small bedroom was no different from hanging on the wall to sleep like aboard the ISS.


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