212 BC, the execution grounds of Xianyang.
The alchemist Xu Kang kneels in the front row. Behind him are 459 people awaiting death; before him, Qin Shi Huang sits on a high platform, his word deciding who lives and who dies.
Liang Jian opens his eyes and finds himself transmigrated into this unlucky man.
The good news: a “Tell the Truth System” has appeared in his mind. He can earn points by speaking the truth.
The bad news: every “truth” he speaks could get his head chopped off on the spot by Qin Shi Huang.
“Your Majesty, the pills you take are highly poisonous.”
“Your Majesty, next year a stone will fall from the sky, inscribed with the words: ‘The First Emperor dies, and the land is divided.’”
“Your Majesty, I come from more than two thousand years in the future. Guess what? The Qin dynasty, ”
Liang Jian swears that every word he says is true.
But after hearing him out, Qin Shi Huang not only spares his life, he personally helps him to his feet and appoints him to an official post worth six hundred dan.
Wait a minute, that’s not how this is supposed to go!
