The Cruelest Strategist Leaves the Empress Stunned!

From the start, Lin Mo transmigrated into the body of the Great Zhou's number-one wastrel heir. But he was immediately saddled with the blame: the previous owner had torn down the first list issued by the empress, the Recruitment List, and now Lin Mo was about to be punished.

Lin Mo wasn't worried. He had countless poisonous schemes up his sleeve. And if all else failed, he'd be a hero again eighteen years from now.

Qin Hui: “When the two armies are at war and you enter the enemy camp, only to find the old, the weak, women and children, and toddlers under three, would you spare them?”

Lin Mo: “I'd look into their eyes. If they were full of resentment and hatred, I'd kill them without hesitation. The foolish deserve to die.

“If their eyes were clear, I'd walk away and let them live, saying, ‘Remember my face. Next time we meet, I won't go easy on you.’ By the time they reached the camp, I'd be waiting for them.

“Everyone, we meet again!”

Lin Youxue: “Natural and man-made disasters have plagued us since ancient times. If locusts were to swarm across the land, how would you respond?”

Lin Mo: “I would encourage the people to catch them in droves, then boil them at high temperatures or fry them in oil and eat them, wiping them out for good. The locusts eat our grain, so we'll eat them.”

Lin Youxue: “Uh, Minister Lin, you really are ruthless. You're cruel to others, and even crueler to yourself!”