Zhu Bai suddenly received a System notification: in one month, he would transmigrate to the eighteenth year of the Hongwu era of the Ming dynasty.
He would be a prince, and would also receive a ten-cubic-meter storage space.
To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools.
Zhu Bai immediately made a post on Tieba: If you had the chance to transmigrate to the Ming dynasty, what would you do?
Netizens eagerly offered suggestions, ranging from steam power and firearms to high-yield potatoes, corn, and rice.
With his photographic memory, Zhu Bai learned every single one of them.
Upon arriving in the Ming dynasty, he slapped Zhu Yunwen, cowed Zhu Di, and stunned Zhu Yuanzhang.
A few years later, Zhu Bai led a fleet across the Atlantic. His enemies surrendered at the mere mention of his name, and the Ming dynasty had become the world's hegemon.
Zhu Yunwen, covering his face: Twelfth Uncle is invincible. Well done!
Zhu Yuanzhang: Biao, don't blame me. Your twelfth younger brother is better suited to the throne.
Zhu Biao: Father, how could you say that? I wouldn't dare fight my twelfth younger brother for it, even if it cost me my life!
It was so confusing, I rambled on here and there, there was no plot, the sense of the story was very poor, I didn't know what to write.
It's not as good as that, the Ming Dynasty's tens of billions of materials
It's okay 😊