Peixian County, Fengyangli. The first year of Qin Shihuang.
His mind was buzzing, like ten thousand bees holding a seminar. He has traveled through time, and is a poor scholar with no power. His family has nothing but a few scrolls of bamboo slips, only a mouth to eat and an extremely unreliable "mission".
"Ding! It is detected that the host soul is stable, [Da Qin Thought Stamp System] is officially activated!"
"The ultimate mission is announced: assist Qin Shihuang to win the government, complete the ideological unification twenty years ahead of schedule, and lay a foundation for eternity!"
"Gift package for newbies: basic physical strengthening (avoiding immediate starvation), "Five-Year College Entrance Exam Three-Year Simulation" customized version with Peixian local characteristics (for ideological enlightenment), system points: 100 points."
Zhou Wenxuan looked at the "May 3rd" book that exuded a familiar yet desperate atmosphere in his consciousness. The portrait of the First Emperor on the cover stared at him majestically, and below it was a line of small words: "If you can't learn to die, learn to die - a must for the selection of elites in the Qin Dynasty." The corner of his mouth twitched. This system was probably not developed by some grudge who failed the postgraduate entrance examination.
Unification of thought? Just rely on question-sea tactics?
