This is a story about taking “bureaucracy” to the extreme and driving every hot-blooded transmigrator to despair.
The good news: I've transmigrated to the Ming dynasty, and I'm an official.
The bad news: The place is crawling with people just like me, and every one of them has a golden finger.
The worse news: My golden finger exists specifically to trip them up.
A reborn man wants to report a future corrupt official and rise to the top overnight.
Lin Zhi'an brings out the “Notice on Cracking Down on Malicious Anonymous Accusations.”
Result: The reborn man is arrested on the spot for framing a court official.
The corrupt official is moved to tears. “Lord Lin truly is an incorruptible judge!”
A science and engineering guy builds a Hongyi cannon, intending to arm himself and carve out his own territory.
Lin Zhi'an issues the “Ming Regulations on the Control of Explosive Materials.”
Result: The cannon is confiscated, and the engineer is sent to work for free at the Bureau of Military Weapons for the rest of his life.
Everyone: “...Can we have one chance to enjoy ourselves?!”
From a seventh-rank compiler to Grand Secretary, Lin Zhi'an establishes a terrifying “anti-transmigrator system.”
He establishes the [Royal Academy of Sciences]: Want to pursue technology? Get into the system and work 996!
He revises the [Transmigrator Public Order Law]: Want special treatment? The Great Ming Code will teach you how to behave!
Watching every official in court become a “law-abiding citizen,” Lin Zhi'an stands with his hands behind his back.
“In this Ming, dragons must keep their heads down, and transmigrators must keep their mouths shut!”
“I will forge an iron-blooded Ming where even the most arrogant heroes have to obey the law!”
