I Built Trust Through Deeds in Great Qin

I transmigrated into the Qin state as a penniless nobody, and my neighbor became a “human QR code” just for taking out the trash.

I was trembling in fear when a notice suddenly appeared in Xianyang: “Anyone who carries a log to the north gate will receive fifty gold pieces.”

I knew this plot! I hefted the log and ran, thinking, “The first step to getting rich is buying a Xianyang household registration.”

But when I reached the finish line, gasping for breath, Shang Yang gave me a strange smile.

He lowered his voice. “Actually, this log is a pillar from the palace quarters. The King of Qin broke it last night while playing a little bedroom game with his favorite consort.”