[This book is dark and decisive, and the protagonist is not a good person, so be careful before entering!
In the third year of Qin Dynasty, Xu Fu crossed eastward.
He deceived Qin Shihuang and took five hundred boys and girls out to sea. Penglai does not exist, elixir does not exist. But longevity exists - if you kill enough people, your face will change.
When the bronze mirror on the altar lit up, he transformed into Ying Zheng.
He wanted to return to the Central Plains to seize the throne, but the storm destroyed the ship.
Okay, then conquer this wilderness.
The natives of Yingzhou are as short as dwarfs, the king enjoys eating women, and the nobles enjoy killing slaves. Tyrants everywhere.
Xu Fu looked at the slave girl who was tortured to death and was silent for a moment.
"Although I'm not a good person -"
A gun shot through the tyrant's throat and he was crushed to pieces in public.
A group of people fell to their knees behind them.
"Tajikara! Tajikara!"
They called him the God of Tenshou. He called it - conquest.
Build a ship, go home, and seize the throne. Whoever blocks and kills.
