A Lucky Pouch from the Start: Survive the Three Kingdoms with a Cannon

The Han Dynasty is on the brink of collapse, and the Yellow Turbans are on their last legs?

Lu Changsheng, who couldn’t hurt a fly, uses the [Benevolent Aid Fortune Bag System] from the start to sweet-talk Zhang Jue into submission!

Then he makes his way to Jingzhou, unleashing a frenzy of infrastructure projects that leaves the era utterly outclassed!

No weapons?

He whips out alloy Mo Dao blades, turning his generals into peerless killing machines!

Refugees are starving?

He brings out the epic agricultural tool, the curved-shaft plow. One man can plow a hundred acres of wasteland in three days!

The economy is under lock and key?

He drops the [Salt-Making and Iron-Smelting Manual], using pure refined salt to crush the clans’ economic lifeline!

Sleeping rough in the wilderness?

He activates [Heavenly Mechanism Creation] with one click, raising a three-hundred-square-meter luxury apartment overnight and blinding the great scholars of the age with their titanium-alloy old eyes!

While the warlords are still beating each other bloody over one city or stronghold, Lu Changsheng’s farms are already lit by Taiyin Wuji lamps, and the whole city is fragrant with soap and MSG.

The young lady of the Cai family in Jingzhou bows in fervent admiration. "Celestial Master, your powers reach the heavens. My Cai family is willing to join you, clan and all, and manage the trade routes across eight provinces!"

Then the day comes when the eighteen warlords lay siege to the city.

I look at Zhao Yun, a flashbang in his left hand, a grenade in his right, and a rocket launcher on his shoulder, and let out a long sigh.

"I wanted to reason with you, but you insist on learning the truth the hard way."

"Zilong, open fire!"