A nightmare from the start! Reborn as Wu Dalang, with the arsenic already prepared?!
I opened my eyes and found myself as the doomed, short-lived Wu Dalang from Water Margin! Jinlian is holding the medicine, Ximen is lurking nearby, and the countdown to my death has begun. A useless System? Its guaranteed prize from the lottery is a tonic pill?! This System plays dirty!
A lovesick puppy? Not a chance! I'm here to build an empire!
Want to live? Defy fate? There's only one way: tear up this rotten script and take down this chaotic age!
From “Three-Inch Ding” to a warlord of the age!
Sell baked flatbread? No! Use flatbread to blaze a trail, cement to build cities, and rebar to forge armor! Win over Jinlian and Shishi, or cow them into submission? Easy! Kill Ximen, recruit Wu Song, and turn Liangshan Marsh into my “technology and military” revolution base! The heroes and fierce generals play by my rules: discipline, objectives, and making history!
Rule the world by day? First, survive tonight!
Surrounded by beauties? No time for romance! My journey is to the stars and beyond! Trample across the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun with iron cavalry and clean up the mess left by the Great Song! This imperial robe... it practically forced itself onto me!
A warning: this isn't pure wish fulfillment. The System is useful one moment and a trap the next. The story starts in hell mode, and every step upward is soaked in blood, sweat, and scheming!
Multiple heroines? Beauties in a chaotic age, but the cause comes first!
Hard-earned growth: from Wu Dalang barely scraping by to an iron-fisted warlord. It's a long, brutal road!
Wu Dalang: “My fate is mine to decide, not Heaven's, and certainly not that bowl of medicine's! I'll change this world myself!”
System: “...” (Still playing dead.)
