
A Hundred People Transmigrate: After Killing All My Fellow Countrymen, I Became an Emperor for the Ages
百人穿越:杀光老乡后我成了千古一帝
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- Completed
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- 10k Words
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- 5mo ago
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- Fanqie
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Hello all book friends, I am the author Zhong Nan Shuying. Thank you for accompanying Ji Yuan through these ten years of narrow escape. By the end of this book, it is actually no longer a simple game of "chicken", but a "assimilation" about civilization, power and human nature. We always feel that modern people can rely on knowledge to reduce dimensions and fight back in ancient times, but we forget the all-devouring gravity of imperial power itself. When the counter finally jumped to "0", Ji Yuan, the modern soul who could tell jokes and complain, was dead. What survived was the most perfect ruling machine in this land. In this hundred-man game, there are no survivors because power never accepts survivors. I hope this somewhat chilling ending can leave you with a hint of echo amidst the hustle and bustle of Shuangwen: If the progress of civilization comes at the cost of losing humanity, then where will we end up? Thanks again, see you in the world.