Auspicious clouds filled the sky, and a vast sky screen hung high above.
Ke Bei had no idea that every video he scrolled past on his phone would turn into a colossal sky screen spanning the heavens, projecting itself into every dynasty.
And the content the algorithm recommended to him most often was peasant uprisings.
Zhu Yuanzhang sat in his palace, transfixed by the flames of commoners rising against Heaven;
Aisin Gioro Hongli sat upright on his dragon throne, stunned as he watched his dynasty descend into chaos;
Zhao Ji's face turned deathly pale as he confronted the brutal sight of a shattered realm;
Li Shimin watched in silence, contemplating the rise and fall of the world;
Zhang Jue raised his head in the wilderness, ambition to remake the world surging in his eyes;
Chen Sheng and Wu Guang stood shoulder to shoulder, filled with the courage to overthrow the old dynasty;
Hong Xiuquan looked up at the sky, his heart set on restoring order to the world.
Emperors were shaken by threats to their realms, while men of conviction harbored grand ambitions for a world in turmoil. Uprisings and upheavals from every age were displayed across the sky screen.
