In 1906, the thirty-second year of the Guangxu reign of the Qing dynasty, darkness was drawing near.
After the splendor of the Victorian era, the British Empire, which had held hegemony for more than two centuries, was already in its twilight years.
In Europe, Kaiser Wilhelm II and his generals stood ready, prepared to seize Germany’s place in the sun at any moment.
His ally, the old Emperor Franz Joseph I, was also drilling his troops alongside Germany, hoping to preserve the Habsburg family’s “house of cards.”
In Asia, the smoke of the Zero World War had only just cleared. Though the giant bear’s claws reaching into the Far East had been severed, the Japanese, harboring their own schemes, now eyed the ancient empire north of the Yalu River with knives and forks in hand.
Across the ocean in the distant Americas, the American Empire, perched atop a city on a mountain and boasting vast industry and a huge immigrant population, was quietly gathering strength and waiting for its chance to claim the throne.
The wheels of history rumbled onward. A soul from a later age quietly arrived. What would it bring to this world?
I don't understand, are you overseas Jianguo? Are you a robot? Can't you speak? Author,
I don't understand so much written, what is the main line?
When I saw Chapter 10, I couldn't stand watching the 50 pounds when I saved people. 50 Pounds, this is not the current Korean Won and Vietnamese Dong.
Not bad, at least better than some people who traveled back in time or cultivated immortality.
The author is not from Shandong, I think his writing style is very popular