From knockoff engines to a railgun & orbital strike — one man conquers Hong Kong's underworld.

A Chinese Academy of Sciences researcher reincarnates as the son of a Big Circle underworld boss. He brings a 2025 research lab in his soul — with 10:1 time dilation. No turf wars. No street hacking. He starts with a smuggling fleet, then uses bootleg engines, a railgun, and orbital kinetic strikes to tear through the world's shadow order — starting from Hong Kong. I am Lin Chao. On the surface, I'm the heir to one of Hong Kong's most feared Big Circle gang lords. But in secret? I'm a research-obsessed madman who crossed over with a fully stocked 2025 national-level laboratory embedded in my consciousness. In 1973 Hong Kong, other transmigrants become cops or triad bosses. Not me. I kick down police station doors with a homemade gas tank cannon. I trade bootleg engines on the docks for my first pot of gold. Then I use electronics a decade ahead of their time to transform a ragtag smuggling fleet into the world's largest private security group — one that quietly runs the global shipping underworld. Inside my spiritual lab, time flows 10 times faster. One week for me is ten years for the West. I iterate at insane speed: from railguns to orbital kinetic strikes, from knockoff chips to a proprietary smartphone OS. I don't touch powder or white noodles. I do two things: quietly feed cutting-edge tech to my home country, and grind any multinational conglomerate dumb enough to block my path into dust. Years later, my father becomes the underground emperor of Hong Kong — feared by everyone. And me? I'm the uncrowned arbiter of global shipping. The tech titan who keeps the Pentagon up at night. And deep inside the most classified national archives, under a heading that reads "Unrivaled National Strategist" — that's where you'll find my name. (No heroine. No harem. Pure tech domination. Ruthless and fast-paced.)