After being read by the First Emperor, my personality collapsed and I became a high-risk profession.
On the first day when I became the Grand Master of the Qin Dynasty, I decided to use science to fool the First Emperor to save my life. The telescope is the "thousand-mile eye" and the gunpowder is the "Purple Sky Thunder", perfectly playing the role of a Taoist master. Until His Majesty caressed my rice yield, which is a thousand pounds of auspiciousness, and spoke slowly: "National Master, explain hybridization, chemical fertilizers and genetic mutations?" The whole court was silent, and the whisk in my hand was frightened: "You also wear it..." "Shhh." Ying Zheng put his fingertips on his lips, "I have worn it thirty times more than you, so this game is going to be different."
