A programmer died suddenly while working overtime and woke up to find that he had become the eighth son of Qin Shihuang - Ying Mo.
Before he could be happy about time travel, the system's voice sounded in his head:
"Ding - Congratulations to the host for binding to the 'Great Qin's Strongest Struggle System'. The main mission: to become the second emperor of the Great Qin and lead the Great Qin towards a lasting foundation."
Chen Mo refused on the spot: "I am not the emperor! You don't know what happened to Qin Shihuang's son? Fusu was sentenced to death, Hu Hai destroyed the country, and all the other sons were slaughtered by Hu Hai. I want to lie down, I want to show him to death!"
"Ding - the host's inactivity and sabotage have been detected. The system has automatically turned on the punishment mode: every time a task is rejected, a 'report letter' will be sent to the First Emperor, containing the host's modern thoughts."
As a result, strange bamboo slips began to appear on Qin Shihuang's desk:
"Father, I think the straight path can be cultivated like this..."
"Father, I have some shallow opinions on the Xiongnu issue..."
"Father, I really don't want to write it. The system forced me to write it..."
Ying Zheng looked at the last bamboo slip and fell into deep thought.
Does this younger son, who has never seen him face to face, want to show off, or does he not want to show off?
Until one day, Ying Zheng called Ying Mo in front of him with complicated eyes: "Mo'er, how many things are you hiding from me?"
Ying Mo scolded the system ten thousand times in his heart, but he said: "Father, my son... I really just want to be an idle clan member."
Ying Zheng sneered: "It's too late."
Good-looking, no conspiracy, comfortable