After Mistaking Kangxi for an NPC, the Qing Dynasty Fell

An hour ago, I was in the cubicle on the 26th floor cursing at the plan to change to the tenth version. The boss said it must be paid before get off work. I drank my third cup of coffee and felt a cramp in my chest. There was blood on the keyboard. When I opened my eyes again, a pair of rough hands slapped me twice on the face, making me look like stars.