I transmigrated to the end of the Warring States period and was bound to the Civilization Inheritance System.
Others transmigrate and use their System to show off and slap faces. I use mine to become Qin Shi Huang's “infrastructure fanatic” instead:
Building the Zhengguo Canal, standardizing measures, promoting simplified characters, establishing a system of medical officers...
The First Emperor sees me as a genius sent from heaven and follows my every word.
Until one day, I discover that every piece of knowledge the System rewards me with permanently deletes one of my memories.
I forget the physics formulas from my high school textbooks, the key data from my thesis, and even the classified tactics of the special forces.
Fusu asks me, “Teacher, why do you always sit alone, lost in thought, late at night?”
Hu Hai asks me, “Teacher, why do you never leave behind notes on the things you teach me?”
I don't know how to answer.
Because I'm asking myself the same thing: if I'm destined to forget everything, does all this painstaking effort mean anything?
Then, at last, the six states fall and the realm is united.
I collapse before the First Emperor. Looking at the assembled court officials, I say to my most beloved pupil, Fusu:
“Your Highness... I can't remember why I taught you all so much.”
