In Republican-Era China, the System Wants Me to Become a Comrade

I’m in the Republic of China era, and I’ve just transmigrated into the body of a warlord’s only son.

The System wants me to join the revolution, so I turn around and hit the Eight Great Hutongs first.

My adjutant calls me useless, so I send him off to teach gangsters to sing “The Internationale.”

My rivals call me a spoiled playboy, so I use modern business tactics to drain their secret stashes.

On the surface, I’m Changsha’s number-one spendthrift. Behind the scenes, I secretly support the Nanchang Uprising.

Then one day, my father grabs me by the ear and yells, “You little rascal, tell me the truth! Guangdong calls you a ‘red capitalist,’ and Nanjing says you’re a ‘master spy.’ Which side are you on?!”

I pull out the tank blueprints awarded by the Red Flag System. “Dad, how about we... try having a revolution?”