Great Qin: Don't Panic, Fusu. I'll Help You Take the Throne

History student Chen Qi was watching a video of Fusu being forced to his death by a forged imperial edict. Enraged, he slammed the table and cursed, "Fusu, are you the biggest sucker in history or what?"

The next second, a truck smashed through the internet cafe's glass doors. When he opened his eyes again, he was kneeling on the cold bronze tiles of Xianyang Palace. Before him stood the furious Qin Shi Huang, with bamboo slips scattered across the floor. He had transmigrated into Fusu, right at the deadly moment when he had talked back to Qin Shi Huang in court and was about to be sent to the Great Wall!

Just as Ying Zheng's "Get out!" was about to come crashing down, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind: "Ding! Great Qin National Fortune System successfully bound!"

In four years, Qin Shi Huang would die at Shaqiu. Zhao Gao and Li Si would forge an imperial edict, and Great Qin would fall after just two generations.

Four years. That was all the time he had! No starter gift pack, no gacha pool, just this crumbling empire and a host of enemies watching like hawks.

Chen Qi clenched his fists. Since he had taken over Fusu's body, he would live a life worthy of him! Brother Zheng, I'll protect your empire for you!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.