My name is Liu Xie. I had just transmigrated into the body of the Han dynasty’s puppet emperor when the departing System forcibly leveled my physical body up to the max.
The bad news: I have no way to control this power. Even the slightest exertion could crush a solid-gold dragon throne. If I ever unleash my full strength, I’m sure to trigger a massive earthquake in Luoyang and send the Han dynasty’s fortunes crashing on the spot.
To avoid killing myself, I can only pretend to be a weakling who can’t even lift a chicken, and keep holding it all in.
But Dong Zhuo, the chancellor who should have been all-powerful at court, has suddenly gone completely off the rails!
1. The vicious dog’s twisted loyalty: The old scoundrel Dong Zhuo awakened a simulator. In its simulations, I tore him apart with my bare hands eighty times for breathing too loudly in my presence. Now, in real life, he’s so terrified he frantically kowtows to me every day to save his own skin.
2. The ultimate scapegoat: I frowned slightly because my muscles were tense, and Dong Zhuo thought I was about to lose my temper. He turned around and hacked all two hundred armed guards outside the hall to pieces, taking the blame for every act of tyranny on my behalf.
3. The top strategists’ brains are all overheating: Seeing Dong Zhuo behave more meekly than a biological son, Cao Cao, Li Ru, and Xun Yu had their entire worldviews shattered. They desperately imagined that I was plotting some world-destroying scheme for the ages.
And so, the Han court’s whole vibe went completely off course.
The most savage beast of Xiliang became the imperial mad dog, snapping at anyone who crossed his path. After Yuan Shao secretly cursed me, Dong Zhuo led troops that very night to dig up the ancestral graves of the Yuan clan in Runan.
Watching Dong Zhuo below the steps, covered in blood and frantically pledging his loyalty, I sat on the shaky dragon throne, my feet dangling above the floor as I dared not set them down. Cold sweat poured off me.
“Old scoundrel, can’t you keep a low profile? I’m about to lose control and slap you to death. When will the world finally let me throw a punch with all my strength?”