After the fall of the Qin Dynasty, the path to immortality was severed. Humanity flourished, yet no Human Emperor appeared again.
I transmigrated to this world. Wealth means nothing to me, and neither does longevity. I only want to uncover the truth buried by history.
(A light System. I'm just a tool, and the System is purely there to move the plot along. I'm making things up, but I'll still try to stick close to the facts. Writing is hard: I have to think up the plot, look up historical details, and, most importantly, I still have a job. I'll do my best. Nobody's reading, so I'm not posting extra chapters. Two chapters at midnight every day, steadily.)
