Wang Yang and four companions accidentally traveled through Southern Qi and became refugees waiting to die in the wilderness.
I rely on what the situation is: there are no golden fingers, god-like systems, and high-tech weapons. This style of painting is wrong... Everything has to be started from scratch!
The only way to survive is to pick up the blood-stained Langya Wang family jade tablet. Little did he know that different gears of destiny for this group of people had been turned on.
Since then, Jiankang City has gained the presence of a frail and sickly but brilliant young man, as well as five incompatible modern souls. .
They tested me on metaphysics, but I used modern philosophy to reduce dimensionality. They checked my household registration, and I answered fluently with my profound knowledge. They laughed at me for talking nonsense, and I turned around and turned Qu Yuuli and "Nan Qi Shu" into chess pieces in my hand.
The imperial power and the gentry were in conflict, and the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty was at the gate. Everyone thought I was a pawn in this power play. Little did he know that I, the counterfeit, was about to give birth to the last son of this old dream of the Southern Dynasties.
