A Tyrant? Not even a dog would
Ding! I’ll be a tyrant, then!
After transmigrating into King Zhou, Bai Luo awakens a Slacker System: as long as he slacks off and follows the plot, he can set himself on fire in the Star-Picking Tower, go home, and claim a trillion.
Bai Luo is delighted: There’s an offer like that?
He gets the full tyrant package lined up.
But he has no idea that the System also comes with a feature that broadcasts his inner thoughts.
Every thought in Bai Luo’s head is heard loud and clear by the entire court.
When Wen Zhong sets out to war, Bai Luo says, “Take care, Grand Tutor.”
Hurry up and go. You’ll be gone for fifteen years. By the time you get back, it’ll be too late.
Wen Zhong: ? My king, something’s not right with you.
Queen Jiang brings him hangover soup. Bai Luo says, “With a wife like you, what more could a man ask for?”
What a beautiful wife, and those long legs!
Queen Jiang: ? My king, the whole court can hear you!
When Daji enters the palace, Bai Luo says, “My beloved consort is truly beautiful.”
You little demon, come here! Let me give you a physical examination!
Daji: Is this examination actually proper?
From the rebellion in the North Sea to offering incense at Nuwa Palace, from burning loyal ministers to imprisoning Jichang, Bai Luo diligently plays his tyrant role, only to find the plot veering further and further off course.
What do you mean Wen Zhong returned in less than a year?
Queen Jiang and Daji are drinking tea like sisters?
Jichang’s sixty-four hexagrams bear my name?
Bai Luo panics: How come the more I play a tyrant, the more I seem like a sage king?
Inside and outside the court, a whole crowd of people play along in public while secretly working themselves into a frenzy.
When the truth is finally revealed, Bai Luo looks back and realizes he has already reached the summit of the Primordial World.
Faced with the merits and rewards bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, Bai Luo rubs his chin, looking completely innocent. “I never meant to become a Sage!”