I Handed Over a Time Gate, and the Country Went on a Rampage

1937. The nation stood on the brink of ruin. A mysterious young man named Qin Yifan appeared on the battlefield in northwestern Shanxi like a ghost. He could predict every Japanese military maneuver with pinpoint accuracy, produce unprecedented battle plans, and even help a regiment on the verge of running out of ammunition achieve the record of an ace division, all by himself. His arrival made him the “key variable” in the eyes of every faction. Li Yunlong saw him as a godsend, but still tested him at every turn. “What’s your story, kid? You’re even more accurate than a damn fortune-teller!” The Japanese North China Area Army named him its number-one target, yet couldn’t even get a clear photograph of him. “As long as the ‘Ghost’ remains, the Empire cannot know peace!” Intelligence agencies on all sides competed frantically to outdo one another in tracking him, but his file always contained just four words: 【No Such Person】. No one knew where he came from, and no one knew what he intended to do. His name was Qin Yifan. In that dark age, he was the only wild card, and the first spark to set the entire era ablaze.