You Asked Me to Accept the Imperial Decree, So I Chopped Up the Eunuch for Fertilizer

The thirty-seventh year of the First Emperor, on the eve of the upheaval at Dune Sand.

Ying Zheng feels his end approaching. To test his ministers and his weak-willed eldest son, Fusu, he lays out an astonishing plan: he will fake his death!

He goes into hiding and watches Zhao Gao alter the imperial edict and order Fusu to take his own life, wanting to see whether this “saintly” son has the fury of an emperor in him.

Far away in Shangjun, Fusu faces the poisoned wine and awakens the [Asura Tyrant System].

Bend over backward to appease them? Win people over with virtue? To hell with benevolence and righteousness!

Fusu flips the table. “Meng Tian, gather the troops! Follow me back to Xianyang!”

Ten days later, Xianyang falls.

No court debate. No gathering evidence. When Zhao Gao and Li Si try to make excuses, Fusu simply draws a blade.

“No trial needed. By my rules, punish the whole clan and bury them alive on the spot!”

A huge pit is dug, and thirty thousand eunuch faction members and Confucian scholars, along with Zhao Gao, are all shoved into a mass grave!

Watching from the shadows as heads roll through Xianyang, Ying Zheng is so frightened that the imperial seal slips from his hands. He gulps nervously.

“When I burned the books and buried the scholars, I only buried four hundred and sixty... This kid just buried thirty thousand alive?!”

“I only wanted to test him. How did he turn into a living King of Hell?!”

From then on, Great Qin has a peerless tyrant who follows no rules.

The remnants of the six states flee in terror, and the Xiongnu royal court escapes west overnight.

Meanwhile, Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of the ages, prays and eats vegetarian meals every day, desperately guarding his secret identity:

“Whatever you do, don't let him find out I'm still alive. I'm afraid he'll bury me alive too, just for good measure!”