Traveling back to the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Jiao opened his eyes on the hospital bed and heard the whimpering and systematic whispers of hungry people in his ears.
At the beginning, there were only three meals a day of "miraculous" white porridge, but it had to feed thousands of desperate hearts. This is not a game, this is life and death. The modern soul knows that there is no future for bandits. So, he put away his anger that "the sky is dead", raised the wooden sign of "relief with work", and built the first Yellow Turban Township in Julu Valley.
White porridge attracts refugees, only the system can retain people's hearts. He founded the workshop and quietly sowed the seeds of modern organization; he balanced the powerful and the poor, and took root in the cracks of the old order. Zhou Cang's loyalty, Chu Yan's ambition, Xun Yan's pragmatism, Jia Xu's prudent self-preservation... He makes good use of everyone, but never relies on the loyalty of any one person. What he wants to build is a brand-new machine that can operate on its own even without a "great teacher."
When Huangfu Song's army pressed forward, he no longer had Fu Shui and fanaticism in his hands, but militiamen, farmland, and the embryonic collective will. When Cao Cao recited "The Duke of Zhou spits out food", the answer he gave was the Government Affairs Office, the Inspectorate and a "Chinese Constitution" that was still being drafted.
This is the system's expedition against barbarism, and the weaving of reason into troubled times. Let's see how this different "Zhang Jiao" performs the deeds of a sage with a heroic posture, deeply embeds the steel bones of modern thinking into the body of ancient civilization, and finally - rewrites the destiny and reorganizes the mountains and rivers.
