In the year 1937 of the Republic of China, I time-traveled and became the leading figure in the Republic of China. I didn't expect that my maid was also a time-traveler.
She was born in the cannibalistic era of the late Qing Dynasty, while I was a new young man who grew up under the red flag.
I ran away, resisted, and was caught and beaten.
The maid advised me: "At least here you can stretch your legs and have a full meal."
They wanted to sell my soul just by saying "accept your fate."
I don't accept my fate. There are no slaves in New China.
I ran away, resisted, and gradually became the "Mr." Of this era