In the twenty-sixth year of the First Emperor, ten miles east of Xianyang City, Ying Zhan, the pavilion chief in his early twenties, looked at the completely darkened sky, raised his hand and waved: "It's time, beat the drum and lock the door." A system voice came from his mind: "Ding! The host abides by the curfew laws of the Qin Dynasty. Lock the door on time and enforce the curfew, and the reward point will be +1. "He was born through fetal movement, and he only awakened his memory half a year ago and activated the "law-abiding system" - if you obey the current laws and regulations honestly, you can exchange reward points for items, skills, martial arts, and talents. The rapid sound of horse hooves came from the distance: "Wait a minute! Don't close the door!" Ying Zhan stood on the watchtower and didn't pay any attention. The curfew has started. Even if the King of Heaven comes, don't even think about getting through the night.
