When I woke up, I was in Lanke Village in the first year of Qin II.
Half a strange human tooth was stuck in the mouth, boiling water was boiling in the pot, and the villagers were numb and couldnibalized human flesh.
No identity, no weapons, the cold space-time system is suddenly bound, the starting mission: survive in the cannibal village for seven days.
Failure will be completely buried in the dust of troubled times; success will unlock the journey of eternal reincarnation.
The wars at the end of the Qin Dynasty, the struggle for hegemony between Chu and Han, the catastrophe of the Tang Dynasty, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood at the end of the Ming Dynasty...
Countless dark and chaotic times have come one after another, and I can only rely on the power given by the system to survive in desperate situations.
