When I woke up, I was dressed as Zhu Youxiao, the carpenter emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
Facing the eager Wei Zhongxian, the chattering Donglin Party, and the wild boar skins sharpening their knives outside the customs, I only have one survival guide: hold on to my carpentry craftsmanship and hold on tight!
I wanted to be a quiet court artist, but I didn't know that the planer at hand actually activated the [Tiangong Kaiwu] system!
Make a small bench, [Structural Mechanics +1]
Carve a wooden frog, [Precision Processing +1]
Accidentally, my carpentry skills were maxed out!
From then on, the style of painting began to deviate.
While others were quarreling in court, I was in the harem rubbing my flintlock.
While others were engaged in internal strife, I opened a royal factory and used my textile machines to kill Jiangnan rich men.
When I photographed the steam engine drawings on the dragon table, the civil and military officials in the court finally couldn't sit still and cried and begged me to come to the court to govern.
Wei Zhongxian, the 9,000-year-old man with overwhelming power, tremblingly handed in his resignation.
I didn't even look at it and just threw it into the pile of sawdust: "What's the hurry? Let's unload the parts of my newly designed automatic memorial marking machine first."
I am just a carpenter, and I occasionally save the Ming Dynasty. Is this reasonable?
