The good news: Zhu Chuanqu transmigrated.
The bad news: it was the late Qing dynasty, after the Dingwu Famine, with starving corpses everywhere!
The good news: he opened his eyes and found himself emperor.
The bad news: in the very next instant, Qing soldiers came to kill him!
It was 1883, after the Taiping Rebellion had faded into memory and long before the Xinhai Revolution. Forced to wear the imperial robes and lead a movement to overthrow the Qing and restore the Ming, he’d be rewarded with three thousand six hundred cuts if captured.
Fortunately, Zhu Chuanqu obtained a “Time-Space Powers Fishing” System.
On his first fishing attempt during the novice protection period, he set his sights on “Little Boy.”
Yes, the nuclear beacon known for its 140,000 old friends!
But, damn it, the System used “technology must not be surpassed” as an excuse to replace it...
What was Zhu Chuanqu supposed to do?
What else could he do? With the great powers scrambling to carve up the world, he had to turn China into a G1!
That’s right, he had a dream: a magnificent Great Xia, where the faces of its people would be a passport accepted around the globe!
Zhu Chuanqu waved a grand hand:
The South Seas, here I come!
Nuer Gand, I’m taking you back!
Kangaroo Continent, anyone who dares stop me from building a thylacine sanctuary is asking for trouble!
Wow, bird shit! So much bird shit.
I’ll send an aircraft carrier to dig it up. That’s perfectly reasonable, right?
What?
You dare glare at me?
Then let nuclear reason explain what the hell “reason” means!
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