A Supermarket System? No, I'm a Master Strategist in the Five Dynasties

I transmigrated into the refugee masses of the chaotic Five Dynasties era. Just as I was starving enough to chew tree bark, I bound myself to a "Community Supermarket System."

Gazing at the dazzling array of modern food on the exchange screen, I grabbed a handful of spicy strips and stuffed them into my mouth.

The Khitan military supervisor crushed the Han emperor's jade seal beneath his foot in front of everyone. "Dogs of Han, you think you deserve to be emperor?"

As the new emperor trembled in fear, I silently took out an alcohol swab, lit it, and tossed it to the ground.

The moment blue flames leapt up, torrential rain poured down and thunder roared.

The whole hall was stunned. I held up a Molotov cocktail and smiled. "My lord, this is heavenly fire."

"Want to lift the siege of Jinyang? Call me Daddy and I'll give you instant noodles."