Li Heng, a scavenger from a garbage star at the edge of the galaxy, has only two words in life: stay alive.
Until one day, he pulled out an old quantum communicator from a pile of radioactive waste and connected the signal with the intention of giving it a try.
On the other side of the light curtain was a man wearing a black dragon robe and frowning.
"What kind of alchemist are you?" The man asked in a deep voice, "I just received the Zen ceremony on Mount Tai, and a vision came from the sky, but was it your fault?"
Li Heng looked at the quaint palace behind him and the bronze soldiers kneeling on the ground, and fell silent.
"... Who are you?"
"I am the First Emperor Ying Zheng."
At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Li Heng's mind - the eternal emperor who unified the world, burned books and harassed scholars, and sought the elixir of immortality. At this moment, two thousand years apart, he was looking at him, a poor interstellar scavenger, with a frown.
Three days later, Ying Zheng received a stainless steel machete.
Cutting iron is like mud, it will never rust.
The first emperor, Long Yan, was delighted and immediately rewarded Li Heng with ten catties of gold cakes.
Ten pounds of pure gold can be exchanged for an ecological life-sustaining cabin on the interstellar black market.
Li Heng realized.
So——
On the day when the Huns marched south with 400,000 cavalry, Xianyang Palace received a mysterious package.
Inside is a packet of sweet potato seeds, a book "Basic Physics", and a note:
"Your Majesty, it's boring to fight and kill. Let's do economic construction first?"
The First Emperor looked at the interstellar courier with a flattering smile on his face and slowly narrowed his eyes.
"Li Heng, what I want is not farming."
"Then what do you want?"
"Give me another dozen of those fire-breathing iron birds."
——From this moment on, history completely deviated from the track.
