My name is Zhao Si and I have lived for two thousand years. Not because I'm awesome, but because I was so hungry that I secretly ate Qin Shihuang's immortality pill.
The moment I was rejuvenated, I thought I had made a lot of money. Until I saw the wanted notice: This person stole my elixir and caught him alive, I will make him vomit it out. I:? ? ? Can this thing still vomit?
In two thousand years, I was chased by the reincarnated Qin Shihuang eighteen times. From the Qin and Han Dynasties to the Ming and Qing Dynasties, from bandits to police officers, he always found me with obsession in every life. I've been running for eighteen hundred years, but I can't run anymore.
In this life, his name is Ying Zheng, and he is a 996 programmer. He and I share a partition room outside the Fifth Ring Road in Beijing. During the day, he was a social beast who was scolded by the product manager until he collapsed. In order to save five yuan, he studied half-hour takeout coupons. At night, he dreamed of wearing black robes, standing on a high platform, and hundreds of civil and military officials kneeling in front of him. And I worry every day whether he will suddenly open the door and come in: Zhao Si, what happened when you stole pills back then, shall we settle the score?
What's even more troublesome is that the old man in Tang suit appears. He said: Do you think Ying Zheng is the only one chasing you? There are also Japan, Dragon Vein, Ruins Realm... China's fate has declined for three hundred years, and it all depends on you.
Liu Bang is delivering food, Xiang Yu is working as a fitness instructor, Li Si is writing demand documents, and Meng Tian is working as a security guard. A group of historical celebrities were involved in this shocking chess game related to the fate of the country. The sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty exchanged their souls for a glimmer of life. Now, it's our turn.
