Starting at Meishan, I Revive the Great Ming

1644, Coal Hill, a crooked-neck tree.

Just as Chongzhen was about to put his neck through the noose, Su Ze came down from the sky wearing a Patrick Star T-shirt and flip-flops.

"Your Majesty, don't rush to die. I don't think this tree is right for you. Why not learn to do chemistry experiments with me?"

A one-yuan windproof lighter made the entire court kneel and cry out that an immortal had descended.

A pot of aged horse manure mixed with chili powder made Li Zicheng's hundreds of thousands of soldiers wail for their mothers and fathers.

Su Ze: I'm just a props assistant on a film crew. I really don't know magic.

Chongzhen, feverishly excited: Mr. Su, stop pretending! That thing that shoots fire, that Gatling gun shooting blue flames, isn't it a treasure from the heavens?

Li Zicheng: I just wanted to enter the city. He actually used biological weapons on me!

Dorgon: Retreat, quickly! Those lunatics in the Ming don't fight fair. They can attack us from a higher dimension!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.