AD 2024, summer.
After ten years of hard work, Chen Mo, a doctor of history, finally completed "An Examination of Qin Shihuang's Mental State" - a paper that completely subverted the understanding of the academic world. He believed that the First Emperor was not crazy in his later years, and that the death of Sha Qiu hid a shocking mystery.
On the day of thesis defense, a meteor fell and Chen Mo's eyesight went dark.
When he opened his eyes again, he was lying in a sweltering carriage, with the smell of abalone lingering on the tip of his nose, and in his ears was Zhao Gao's cold whisper: "Prime Minister, Your Majesty... Has passed away."
Chen Mo lowered his head and saw that he was wearing a black dragon robe and holding in his hand the unsent edict - granting Fusu suicide.
He became Qin Shihuang.
It was July, the 37th month of the Qin Dynasty, in the sand dunes.
No one knows that this recently "dead" body contains a modern soul who knows Ying Zheng well. Chen Mo instantly understood: History has reached the most dangerous fork in the road - Zhao Gao and Li Si are plotting a coup, Hu Hai is eyeing him, Fusu is about to commit suicide unjustly, and Da Qin has only its last breath left.
But Chen Mo smiled.
He is the person who understands Qin Shihuang best in the world.
"Want to correct the imperial edict? I will teach you what the true art of the emperor is."
Starting from the sand dunes, he rewrote not only a person's fate, but also the direction of a civilization.
Abolition of human sacrifice, liberating prisoners, improving farm tools, promoting pinyin, cultivating medicine, and exploring the Western Regions - when the officials thought that His Majesty's temperament had changed drastically due to his impending death, they were horrified to discover that the "resurrected" First Emperor was playing a two-thousand-year game of chess.
And the wheel of history suddenly turned in his hands.
