When other people transmigrated, they became princes or heirs to noble titles. Li Chi transmigrated as a discarded pawn in Ye, the capital of Northern Qi: his family broke his legs and threw him into the snowy mountains to die.
But nobody told him that “madness” in this era was meant literally:
Emperor Gao Yang was a lunatic who loved putting on killing shows, the entire court was a troupe of madmen playing along, and assassins from the Cui clan of Qinghe were searching for him in the snowy night, knives in hand, hoping to “have a little chat.”
But they got one thing wrong.
Li Chi wasn’t here to be a patient. He was here to be the “head doctor.”
From turning the tables on his attackers in the snowy night to working as a bookkeeper at Zuixian Residence, from serving as the emperor’s “health expert” to becoming a pawn in the power struggles between noble clans, he relied neither on martial arts nor on a System. He relied on his silver tongue and a way of thinking they couldn’t begin to understand.
He said:
“Your Majesty, you’re not possessed. Your liver fire is simply too strong.”
“Miss Cui, you got the poison mixture wrong. Next time, make it a three-to-seven ratio.”
“Lord Wang, the assassin has accused you? I suggest accusing him in turn. His logic doesn’t hold up.”
In this deranged Northern Qi, where reason had no place,
he would use a modern person’s sophistry, psychological tactics, and knowledge from another dimension to crush his opponents,
and turn this man-eating “madhouse”
into a game board where he called the shots.
It wasn’t the era that was mad. It simply hadn’t met anyone who could reason with it.
This time, he would face the entire absurd world
and teach it about “logic.”
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