On the first day when I traveled through time and became a tyrant, I discovered two fatal problems:
First, there is no money in the treasury and I am going bankrupt.
Second, the violent soul of the original owner is not dead. He is sharing my body and trying to take over.
So, my daily routine became:
During the day, I use project management thinking to govern the country and draw pictures in the court like crazy;
At night, I fight with my other self in my mind, fighting for control of my body.
I plan carefully to make money, but he kills people with a wave of his hand.
I want reform and development, but he is obsessed with violent suppression.
Everyone said that the emperor's schizophrenia was getting worse.
Until the enemy troops came to the city, all the civil and military officials in the court knelt down and asked to surrender.
I sighed and said to the impatient soul in my body:
"Hey, violent maniac, let me lend you some murderous energy."
"——Then, fight according to my plan."
