The departure of Princess Rossy left a melancholic air that settled over the Ming Dynasty. For a brief moment, the kingdom experienced a semblance of peace, but it was short-lived. 48 years of the Ming Dynasty,The Emperor, determined to secure his reign and protect the kingdom from future invasions, decreed the construction of the Great Wall—a monumental task that would require the labor of countless men.
The edict spread like wildfire across the land. Every household with able-bodied men was required to send them to the wall's construction. The news hit the peasants hard; their sons, fathers, and brothers were taken from them. The fields were left for women to tend, their burdens doubled. The countryside echoed with the cries of parting and the whispers of despair.
The work was grueling. Under the relentless August sun, men toiled to drag massive stones up the steep inclines. The heat was merciless, and exhaustion claimed many lives. Bodies were buried where they fell, the weight of their labor immortalized in the stones they had carried. The suffering was immense, and the hope of returning home seemed distant.
Chance, who had grown increasingly empathetic towards the people's plight, could no longer stand by and watch the suffering. The memories of Rossy's courage and the lessons he had learned about true leadership urged him to act. He knew that the task of building the wall was necessary, but the method had to change. There had to be a way to ease the burden on the workers.
One evening, as he walked along the construction site, Chance observed the exhausted men struggling with the heavy stones. His mind raced, searching for a solution. Then, an idea began to form—a solution that combined his knowledge of modern engineering with the resources available in the ancient world.
The next day, Chance gathered the overseers and presented his plan. "We need to build a cableway system," he said, his voice filled with urgency. "A series of pulleys and small carts that can transport these heavy stones to the higher points of the wall. It will save lives and increase efficiency."
The overseers were skeptical. "A cableway? What you're suggesting is unheard of. We don't have the tools or the knowledge to build such a thing," one of them argued.
Chance remained resolute. "I can design it. We have the materials—wood, rope, and metal. We can do this. I need your support and the laborers' hands to make it happen."
Reluctantly, they agreed. Chance spent the next few days sketching out designs, his hands moving feverishly as he drew from his knowledge of physics and mechanics. He detailed the construction of a pulley system that would use the natural slopes and sturdy wooden supports to create a cableway. The carts, he explained, would run along these cables, transporting the stones with minimal human effort.
The construction of the cableway began in earnest. The laborers, though weary and doubtful, found a glimmer of hope in the promise of easier work. They worked alongside Chance, cutting wood, forging metal parts, and assembling the pulleys and carts. The air was filled with a new kind of energy—a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.
As the cableway took shape, Chance saw the laborers' spirits lift. The first trial run was a moment of collective breath-holding. They loaded a cart with stones and watched as it was hoisted up the slope. The pulleys creaked under the weight, but the system held. The cart moved steadily upward, reaching the top without a hitch.
A cheer erupted from the workers. For the first time in weeks, smiles appeared on their faces. The overseers, witnessing the success, nodded in approval. The cableway was not just a mechanical innovation; it was a lifeline.
The cableway system soon became an integral part of the construction process. The carts moved up and down the slopes, carrying stones that would have otherwise required the strength of dozens of men. The laborers, though still working hard, no longer faced the same level of physical strain. The deaths decreased, and the morale among the workers improved significantly.
One afternoon, as the sun cast long shadows over the growing wall, a group of women approached the site. Among them was an elderly woman, her eyes filled with tears of gratitude. She stepped forward, her hands trembling as she spoke.
"My son... my only son... he was saved by your invention. He came home last night, and he said it was because of the new system you built. Thank you. Thank you for saving him."
Chance felt a lump in his throat. He had seen the suffering, but hearing it directly touched him deeply. "It is the least I could do," he replied softly. "No one should have to lose their family to this work."
The woman nodded, her tears falling freely. "You have brought hope to us all. May the heavens bless you."
As the days passed, the Great Wall grew taller and stronger, a testament to human perseverance and innovation. The cableway system continued to operate efficiently, saving countless lives and proving that even in the face of immense challenges, compassion and ingenuity could make a difference.
Chance stood atop the wall one evening, looking out over the landscape. The horizon was painted with the colors of dusk, and the air was filled with the sounds of nature reclaiming the night. Maybe his coming won't change history, but it will help people suffer less, and that's what coming here is all about.