You Made Me a Fallen King, So I Built an Immortal Great Qin Dynasty?

I, Zhao Zheng, transmigrated, but my golden finger has an incredibly bizarre style.

Other people get divine martial arts manuals. What I got is... the admissions office of Lanxiang Technical School?

Three thousand cultivators surround the city. It's about to fall, and everyone inside is doomed.

With tears in my eyes, I summon the Ministry of Works' water official, Li Bing!

The ministers cry, "Your Majesty, at a time like this, what good is summoning someone who builds canals?!"

The result: Li Bing cuts open a river overnight, makes the Celestial River flow backward, and floods seven armies.

The three thousand cultivators: "??? Wait, your canal builder can command the dragon soul of the earth's ley lines?!"

With troubles within and enemies without, the enemy army has Foundation Establishment cultivators in command, while our side is made up entirely of mortals.

Helpless, I summon the military strategist Han Xin!

The enemy general laughs. "A scholar who can't even hurt a chicken dares to lead an army? What a joke!"

The result: Han Xin lays out a battle formation. Mortals smash boulders weighing ten thousand jin with one punch and chase Foundation Establishment cultivators down to hack at them.

The enemy cultivators cry, "Help! He calls this a mortal army? Their battle aura can even corrode my protective True Essence!"

I spread my hands. What can I do? I'm desperate too. It seems all my immortal officials put their skill points in the wrong places...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.