Escape from Famine at the Beginning, from a Beggar to an Eternal Emperor

I am an ant fleeing in troubled times. My relatives have abandoned me, and bandits have bullied me. There are only withered bones and loess under my feet. But they don't know that what I bring is modern soul and knowledge! Farming infrastructure+Chapel intrigue+Hot-blooded struggle for hegemony From a handful of seeds to thousands of miles of fertile wilderness, from ten refugees to a million-strong army. At the end of the troubled times, when I stepped onto the throne of the Nine-Fifth Master, I looked back and said: "These thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are just what I captured on my way out of the desert."