“Ancestor Su Yuan, greetings. I'm one of your descendants from who-knows-how-many generations in the future.
Please don't be alarmed. I owe a little money to a tech company, and they've asked me to go to the Ming dynasty to test the pinnacle of human technology: an artificial intelligence with emotions and self-awareness.
What a mess, huh? I don't even have time to enjoy myself. Staying in the Ming dynasty would be so boring, so I randomly picked one of my ancestors, and ended up picking you. What a coincidence, hahaha.
Well then, Ancestor Su Yuan, do your best. You wouldn't want all your descendants saddled with debt, would you?”
Su Yuan had been asleep in bed when a baffling voice in his head woke him. Just as he thought he was hearing things, the scene around him rippled and transformed into a shop. Rules related to the shop inexplicably appeared in his mind as well.
“Is this real?” Su Yuan's mind hadn't caught up yet. Unable to believe that transmigration had actually happened to him, he shouted at the air, “What does your debt have to do with me? What a bunch of unfilial descendants.”
