Ying Hao woke up to the smell of disinfectant, and his eyes were blindingly white.
"I... Where are you? When did the underworld become so open?"
A "palace maid" in white clothes shouted in surprise: "Doctor! The patient in bed No. 3 Is awake!"
Immediately afterwards, a "eunuch" wearing a strange hat rushed in, holding a shiny "Yugui" (mobile phone) at him: "Boss! You are finally awake! The company... The company's loan for this month is due tomorrow!"
Ying Hao held his head in severe pain, and countless unfamiliar memory fragments flooded into his mind.
He, Emperor Qianyuan, the emperor of the ages, was reborn. Reborn as an unlucky little boss who owes a lot of debt, runs out of employees, and is about to go bankrupt.
He was silent for a long time, looked at the ceiling, and slowly uttered four words:
"... Damn it, my country is dead."
