Star Prisoner Fights Back: The First Emperor Protects Me as We Conquer the Universe
At an archaeological dig in the Alxa Desert, my fingertips brush a metal plate on a lizardman's skeleton, and the birthmark on my wrist suddenly burns. The absurd prophecy in my grandfather's notebook, “Humanity is imprisoned by the Tianshu Star,” has come true, word for word!
The Tianshu civilization is a ruthless, crystal-like species. Humanity is nothing but their fifth generation of captive test subjects. In 72 hours, their expeditionary fleet will reach Earth and use us as “fuel” for genetic fusion. Meanwhile, the lizardmen, Earth's native inhabitants, are desperate to reclaim the surface because their underground resources are running dry. They attack with quantum spacetime stealth armor, turning the excavation site into a battlefield in an instant.
At the height of our despair, a thunderous rumble erupts from the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang. The First Emperor, asleep for a thousand years, bursts out of the earth. Clad in black armor etched with dragon patterns, he radiates an imposing aura. He masters modern technology without a teacher and immediately assembles a global resistance alliance. Then he presses a warm jade talisman infused with Earth Dragon Saliva into my hand. “Keep it in your mouth. It'll suppress the backlash.”
I'm Lin Xia, a female scientist with degrees in archaeology and quantum physics. The Star Prisoner mark leaves me suffering from emotion-driven genetic backlash, and I keep seeing visions of the first four generations of humanity dying gruesome deaths. Yet I still have to crack the lizardmen's stealth technology with my bare hands and calibrate quantum entanglement cannons. He is Ying Zheng, an emperor who is fiercely protective of his own. He pilots his personal armor to shield me from a hail of bullets, and one sentence, “Who dares lay a hand on one of mine?” turns every threat into an empty promise.
We seize Earth Dragon Saliva to gather fuel for the fleet, use Tianshu technology to negotiate a truce with the lizardmen, and send one million human elites into space. The Tianshu fleet pursues us all the way. The genetic backlash even becomes a warning system, and the normally ruthless lizardman leader secretly sends supplies after seeing me protect a youngling.
