Zhuge: Where Has My Good-for-Nothing Emperor Gone?

In the twelfth year of Jianxing, autumn winds swept across Wuzhangyuan, and the stars seemed ready to fall.

Just as Zhuge Liang was on his last breath, about to close his eyes with endless regrets, the legendary A Dou, whom everyone said was beyond saving, changed.

A young man from the modern era transmigrated into Liu Shan. He opened his eyes to a nightmare from the start: his Prime Minister was dying, Sima Yi's army was at the gates, and the pillars of Shu Han were about to collapse.

At his sickbed, Zhuge Kongming's eyes blazed as he saw through the body to the soul from another world: "I only wanted to ask, where has my good-for-nothing emperor gone?"

Facing this peerless strategist, who had spent every ounce of his strength, he did not back down. Instead, he gripped those withered hands and made a vow that crossed through time:

"Prime Minister, rest easy! I won't clean up that mess, but from today on, I will shoulder the Han realm! I will take Sima Yi's head!"

In this life, the lamp at Wuzhangyuan will not go out.

In this life, I will return all under Heaven to the Han realm!

In this life, I will make you see that all your efforts were not in vain!