“It’s not that I don’t want to lie low. The System keeps making me stir up trouble!”
In 180 AD, the Han dynasty was tottering, the Yellow Turban Rebellion had yet to begin, and the whole realm was still fast asleep.
But Chen Mu, a transmigrator, was already breaking out in a cold sweat.
“Random mission: Recruit a historically renowned general.”
“Failure penalty: Enter the palace and become the eleventh regular attendant.”
I haven’t even gotten married yet! Who wants to become a eunuch?!
So he quietly made his fortune: trading refined salt for grain, using the grain to feed a young recruits' camp, and having the camp protect the salt routes.
He took a secret route to success: sending a trusted aide south to Hedong, determined to get to Guan Yunchang before he made a name for himself.
While Cao Cao was still riding horses around Luoyang, Liu Bei was still weaving mats in Zhuo Commandery, and Sun Jian had yet to put down the Xingqu uprising...
The Chen family stockade under Chen Mu's command was already rich in salt as white as snow, with blades glinting in the shadows.
In this life, he would neither vie for the throne nor seize the imperial seat. He only wanted to survive, and to live like a man!
But what if the realm insisted on forcing him into rebellion?
Then salt would be his command, salt would be his army, and salt... would buy him the entire age of chaos!
I don't know what it means... In the whole story, I only see the battle of wits and courage between the protagonist and the system... And the mission system is already outdated. I don't know what I'm writing about.