Great Qian: I Sewed Up a Hundred Thousand Corpses, and Now the Empress Begs Me Not to Rebel

Jubei City fell. Its 100,000 defenders fought to their last breath, leaving mountains of corpses.

Su Qingwu, the sole survivor and an army doctor, awakened the Yellow Springs Artificer System.

To defend the nation's borders and bring his brothers home, he defied convention. Using Mohist mechanisms for bones and netherworld flesh for skin, he stitched together and reassembled 100,000 corpses!

A terrified imperial envoy pointed at a group of three-meter-tall giants tearing apart demons with their bare hands. “Lord Su, th-this... are these zombies rebelling against the court?!”

Su Qingwu smiled gently. “You've got it wrong, sir. These are wounded soldiers who've just had amputations. They have Mohist prosthetics, and they look a bit fierce. It's a medical miracle.”

The envoy asked, “Then what about the green flames they breathe?”

“Marsh gas, a new kind of combustible energy. Perfectly scientific.”

Then one day, the barbarians attacked the pass, and the capital teetered on the brink of disaster.

Su Qingwu swept out his hand, and 100,000 “stitched gods and demons” soared into the sky, kicking the Demon Emperor's head around like a ball!

Looking at this army from hell, the Empress trembled. “My subject, is this really my Great Qian army?”

Su Qingwu replied, “Your Majesty, rest assured. I just happen to know a tiny bit of medicine.”