In 2045 AD, the solar activity was abnormal, global temperatures plummeted, and human civilization fell into an ice age overnight. Order collapses, civilization breaks down, and a piece of moldy bread is enough for a person to sell his soul.
In this hopeless wasteland, Lin Shouzhuo guarded a seemingly ordinary basement. Only he knew that what was connected behind the rusty iron door in the basement was not the sewer, but the Ming Dynasty in 1402 AD - that turbulent era that had just experienced the Jingnan War and Zhu Di was about to ascend the throne.
Gold and diamonds in the last days were worthless in Lin Shouzhuo's eyes. He only wanted Ming Dynasty's grain, cotton and pigs.
And what does Ming Dynasty lack? Antibiotics, high-yielding potato seeds, fine steel Tang knives, and "secrets" from five hundred years in the future.
While the survivors were fighting for a dead mouse and were fighting to death, Lin Shouzhuo was sitting in front of the warm fireplace, eating the imperial roast duck specially provided by the Ming Dynasty and enjoying the aged flower carvings.
"Your Majesty, this batch of penicillin can exchange for your annual silk production in the three provinces of Jiangnan. Isn't that excessive?"
This is a story about a villain who travels between the end of the extreme cold and the prosperous Ming Dynasty. It is also a legend that establishes supreme order in both worlds.
