So Far in the World, There Is Only Da Qin

In the thirty-seventh year of the First Emperor, Sand Dunes. Zhao Gao and Li Si waited with bated breath for the "death" edict. But the person on the throne suddenly opened his eyes—— What is reflected in the pupils is not the candlelight, but the star map in the sky. He waited for two thousand years for an "extraterrestrial" from the future. The twelve golden men are not weapons, but engines of transformation. The Great Wall is not a wall to prevent barbarians, but a galaxy antenna. Books with the same text, cars with the same track, unified weights and measures—— This time, what Da Qin wants to assimilate is the entire universe. When Qin flags are planted all over the Milky Way, when Xianyang becomes the center of the universe, The First Emperor stood at the edge of the observable universe and looked back at the pale blue star: "The world? I have already seen this place when I was reading at night in Xianyang Palace." The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is primitive. So far, there is only Da Qin in the world.