Zhao Xian transmigrates to the late Northern Song dynasty and binds himself to the “Universal Slacker System.”
As long as he lies flat and shirks his responsibilities, he can keep unlocking modern goods and cutting-edge technology.
Determined not to get caught up in the rat race, sit the imperial exams, or become an official, Zhao Xian opens a little courtyard in the marketplace. Every day, he grills some barbecue, drinks cola, and dabbles in crossbreeding rice and making soap to improve everyday life.
What he never expects is that everyone else will read profound meaning into his laid-back ways!
Lu Zhishen tries his barbecue: “Brother, your cooking is so good I'd follow you for the rest of my life!”
Lin Chong gazes at the repeating crossbow of fine steel in his hands: “With a divine weapon like this, who could worry about bringing peace to the realm?”
The young general Yue Pengju runs his hand over a new-style cannon and weeps: “At last, we can reclaim the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Sir, you truly are a celestial being!”
A few years later, the Jurchen army launches a massive invasion of the south, and Bianjing is in peril.
The enemy commander charges in at the head of his iron-armored cavalry, only to run straight into a band of “Water Margin heroes” armed with repeating firearms and driving steam-powered war wagons!
At last, the day comes when the invaders are driven out and the homeland reclaimed.
Lying in his grand armchair, Zhao Xian sighs helplessly at the Liangshan generals standing before him with a robe in hand. “I really just want to be a slacker. How did you end up putting the imperial robe on me? Being emperor means attending court every morning. Take it away!”
