The God of Drama: I Don't Kneel Down When I Stand Up

[Drama God Fans + Easy + Time Travel]   Three hundred years after the great cataclysm, the red star dissipated, the human world and the gray world finally reached balance, the spark of technology rekindled the prairie fire, and homes were slowly rebuilt on the ruins. The world that was once darkened by war has long since disappeared from the light of swords and shadows, and life is even duller than the cold days.   Ying Fu, this old emperor who came out of the Imperial Palace and did not belong to this era at all, took off his dragon robe with all his wealth and happily plunged into the days of retirement.   Bai Qi Gengjue, as soon as he walked out of the Bingdao Guzang, squatted at the base of the wall and looked at the sky every day, repeating one sentence in his mouth: "When I have an epiphany one day, I will be promoted to a military demigod!"   That day, Ying Fu passed by with a bowl of iced mung bean soup and glanced at him, with a hint of emperor's unique insouciance in his tone: "Wu Anjun, first pay the money you spent on me for three days, and then you can have your demigod spring and autumn dream." Bai Qi didn't even raise his head, and when he replied, he still had the toughness of a warrior on the battlefield: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. When your Majesty arrives at the Shinto, half of your Majesty's Divine Realm will be divided. How can you be short of these few pennies for food?"   Ying Fu sneered and exposed it mercilessly: "Pull him down, last time you said you would give me half of a roast chicken, but in the end you didn't even give me the bones and dregs." Once, one controlled the world, and the other controlled life and death, shaking the world. After losing their murderous aura, the retired life of the emperor and the general was nothing more than a day and night companionship accompanied by bickering.