1930: I Sat Up in My Coffin

At thirty-five, I was paralyzed on one side and spent the rest of my life alone, wasting away online. Then one day I opened my eyes in Hanzhong, southern Shaanxi, in 1930. I had woken up in my own coffin, reborn as the Guo family's village idiot, mocked by everyone.

My parents showered me with love, and the whole family cared for me. There was none of the coldness I had known in my previous life. A Level Four Civilization Material Conversion System awakened in my mind, letting me exchange points for weapons, provisions, and medicine at will.

Bandits ran rampant in this chaotic age, warlords carved up the land, and foreign profiteers infiltrated every corner. Starting out as the village fool everyone had laughed at, I suppressed bandits, trained a private army, and maneuvered among the various powers. Step by step, I built up a formidable force, took command of the Three Qin region, and became a new generation of young marshal feared throughout Shaanxi, defending my homeland.