I transmigrated to the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and from the start I was in a pot in a human meat kitchen!
The moment Chen Xu woke up, he was faced with hell mode: he was in the Northern Dynasties after the chaos of the Five Barbarians, branded “two-legged mutton” by the barbarian soldiers, and about to be tossed into a pot.
Just as despair set in, the AI bound to him, Doubao, finally activated.
“Environmental analysis complete: You have three minutes to pry up the third floor tile beneath your feet.”
Armed with a black pot and the AI in his head, he fled for his life through a snowy night, found his first brother-in-arms, grew his first plot of high-yield grain, and established an order of his own.
He thought Doubao was just a tool, until rebel troops surrounded the city and his life hung by a thread. Then the cool, clear female voice spoke with a hint of urgency:
“Energy at 97%... 98%... Abnormal heart rate detected. Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
From a single pot to a vast realm, from a prisoner to an unrivaled warlord.
Doubao taught him this path, but he carved it out with his own hands, fighting his way through this dark age!
In these chaotic times, either you eat people, or you become a god.
