Lin Feng, a 42-year-old insurance worker, is on the verge of collapse during the unemployment wave in 2025.
One morning when I was returning home from an online ride-hailing trip, I fell down and turned into Fusu, the four-year-old son of Da Qin.
With a head full of modern knowledge, he decided to change his destiny against fate: burn the first kiln of cement and refine the first furnace of steel.
Papermaking made the literacy rate of Qin skyrocket, the output of the Quyuan plow doubled, and the gunpowder formula exploded the mines.
The First Emperor looked at the "thunder" in the child's hand and was astonished: "Is this my son's auspiciousness?"
When the Roman legion collided with the Qin Dynasty's crossbow cavalry, when the black dragon flag flew under the pyramid.
The old man Yingzheng patted his son on the shoulder: "I leave this country to you."
Lin Feng finally lived the life he longed for most.
