My Fake Apocalypse Begins by Kicking Open the Coffin Board

Travel through Apocalypse for seven years and pretend to be Emperor Apocalypse. The people of Shaanxi need to eat, the southwestern chieftains are hiding in their mountain dens, the slaves outside the customs are playing disco every day, and the people in the court can do nothing but quarrel, and they are annoying to death. I am smart and proud! Raising millions of soldiers is just a basic idea... You are playing tricks, I am playing tricks. What back money? That's just a toy within the range of our 155 howitzer. Europa? Don't worry! My fleet is here to bring you warmth. Wei Zhongxian? Donglin Party? Gentleman? Stop talking nonsense, I'm busy cheating and don't have time to play with you. If you continue to argue, leave them all to mine! Ancestor system? What I say is ancestral. This Ming Dynasty only talks about the truth - the truth about cannons. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.