Great Qin: Mistaking the First Emperor for My Father, I Drag Him into Rebellion!

After Zhao Fusu transmigrated to the Qin Dynasty, he knew that the empire would descend into chaos as soon as the First Emperor died. So he lay low in the mountains, bound himself to a Infrastructure System, and frantically stockpiled grain and forged iron, waiting for Qin to fall so he could rebel.

One day, a dignified middle-aged man accidentally wandered into his valley.

Following the token's clues, Zhao Fusu mistook him for his deadbeat father, a man who had spent years traveling and trading.

“Dad, you're just in time! The tyrant Ying Zheng is about to die, and Qin is doomed. I've forged thirty thousand steel blades. Let's rebel!”

Ying Zheng: “???”

To get his hands on his son's potatoes, gunpowder, and world map, Ying Zheng played along and took on the role of the “rebel leader's” father.

“Dad, this immortal pill is poisonous! Hurry, crush it! Take one of my Liuwei Dihuang Pills instead!”

“Dad, we need money to rebel. Take these fine steel weapons and sell them on the black market!”

Ying Zheng obediently did as told, then sent the blueprints back to Xianyang and distributed the weapons to Qin's armored cavalry. He even took the opportunity to crush the Xiongnu and wipe out the Baiyue.

Years later, Zhao Fusu looked at his well-armed, battle-ready base and stood tall with pride.

“Dad, the time has come! Are kings and nobles born to their rank? Let's march on Xianyang!”

The middle-aged man smiled faintly and donned his black dragon robe. Behind him, a million armored cavalrymen knelt in unison.

“My son, there's no need to attack Xianyang. I've already conquered the whole world for you!”