I Promised to Lie Down, but I Founded a Country in Another World.

The day he traveled to Chenghua Continent, Shui Qing, a bank risk controller in his previous life, became the son of the prime minister's family. With money and power, he originally planned to live in peace for the rest of his life. It wasn't until he returned to his hometown after the war that he discovered that his personal maid was gone. The prime minister's son cannot protect a maid. Shui Qing settled the accounts: In this world, the accounts are wrong. Outside a restaurant in the county town, Xue Ju, a young peasant boy who was a military academy student in his previous life, was leaning against a grain cart and humming a song. He was dragged into a private room by a handsome man with red eyes: "Where did you hear this lonely brave man?" The two modern people connected. One is afraid of death, but he knows how to count money; the other dares to die, but he knows how to lead troops. Afraid of death, they squandered their wealth: running night schools, opening banks, and fighting economic wars as wars. Those who dared to die joined the army: they gathered troops, established rules, and risked their lives to the poorest people. Later, the fire they lit started from a burned-down night school and burned out a republic. History books call this a spark. What no one writes is: Fire does not fall from the sky, but is dug out bit by bit from the most miserable corners of the world. The people plowing the fire have changed one after another, and the fire has been passed down for three generations and has not been extinguished. Ask them what they are drawing? Four words in the picture: Let everyone be human.