After finishing the college entrance examination, I was reborn as a prince in ancient times and was bound to the system. I was ecstatic, but my daily task was just to drink milk?
Then I have no choice but to drink the sweetest milk and be the wildest cub.
As a result, the sky fell, revealing my future achievements: unification of the eight wastelands, coming of all nations, high-yielding grains, compulsory education...
The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty knelt down to beg me to ascend the throne, and the enemy countries submitted letters of surrender overnight.
I held the bottle and cried on the dragon chair: "I just want to drink milk quietly!"
System: "Ding! The milk volume reaches the standard today, and I will be rewarded with a bag of potato seeds. Please work hard to farm the host!"
Later history books recorded that the emperor was addicted to breast milk as a child, but God's secret revealed that he accepted the destiny, held the milk bottle in exchange for the tiger charm, and created a prosperous age.
Me: "... This prosperous age is really a mouthful of milk!"
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