Qin Shihuang breathed his last in the Lishan Underground Palace, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the interstellar battlefield three thousand years later.
The remnants of interstellar China are being surrounded and suppressed by alien races. Children kneel in a rusty starship and piece together a crooked bronze tripod with scrap metal.
"First Emperor, save us..." The weak faith travels through time and space, awakening the sleeping soul of the emperor.
Bai Qi suddenly stood up and used his mecha's sword to split open the Zerg nest; Huo Qubing's starship was like lightning, piercing the enemy's heart.
Meng Tian dismantled the alien mecha and exclaimed: "The principle of this thing actually coincides with the Mo family's mechanism technique!"
When the Black Dragon Black Flag covered the entire star field, Zongzi held a small rusty iron cauldron and presented it to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this is our home."
Qin Shihuang's fingertips touched the cold rust, and his voice resounded across the galaxy: "The place where this cauldron is is the Great Qin!"
