Reborn as King Zhou, I Was Hailed as the Greatest Emperor of All Time

Synopsis: I woke up as King Zhou of Shang, and from the start I was supposed to go incense-burning at the Temple of the Goddess Nuwa! I was scared out of my wits. To stay alive, I had no choice but to play the tyrant diligently and wait for the story to end. But I had no idea people could hear my inner thoughts! 【Poor Bigan. He’s been loyal his whole life, and now Daji’s about to cut out his heart. What a tragedy!】 Bigan nearly wet himself on the spot. He went straight home, bought ten life insurance policies for every member of his family, and started researching the divine art of “surviving without a heart”! 【Grand Preceptor Wen Zhong is such a hard worker. What a shame he dies at Juelong Ridge in the end. What a miserable way to go.】 Far away on the frontier, Wen Zhong changed course overnight, then set up an ambush at Juelong Ridge and turned the tables on the people lying in wait for him! 【The Three Immortal Maidens of the Clouds are such good people. Their brother dies, so they avenge him, only to be tricked and killed by two shameless old men working together. Sigh.】 On the Three Immortal Islands, the three sisters exchanged a glance, silently upgraded their island-protecting formation by three hundred levels, and ordered eight hundred defensive magic treasures in bulk for Zhao Gongming! Finally, on the day of the Investiture of the Gods, I looked at the mighty Shang army and the Jie School grinding the Chan School into the dirt, and was completely dumbfounded. Wen Zhong, Bigan, and the Three Maidens led ten thousand immortals in kneeling before me. “Your Majesty, everything is under your control! Please ascend the throne as Heavenly Emperor and restore order to the world!” Me: ??? Weren’t I supposed to be a tyrant? How did everyone imagine me into an emperor for the ages?!