Nine peals of a bell ring out, and golden rain falls from the sky.
In the Great Qin, Great Han, Great Tang, Great Ming, and dynasties throughout history, emperors, generals, ministers, scholars, and poets all find a golden card suddenly appearing on their desks: [Xihe Train Ticket].
In the tenth year of Zhenguan, outside Chang'an.
A silver dragon tears through the clouds and crashes down. Tens of thousands of Tang soldiers brace for battle.
The train doors slowly open. Holding a ticket-scanning device, Mo Yu sees the eyes of Li Shimin, the eternal emperor, bloodshot with fury, and Empress Zhangsun beside him, coughing blood and hovering between life and death. He pulls out an emergency inhaler and an oxygen mask.
"Breathe in, breathe out... There, you're out of danger."
Under the physician's horrified gaze and Li Shimin's stunned silence, Mo Yu smiles faintly:
"This is just emergency treatment. If you want a cure, you'll have to come with me to the future for a full-body checkup."
"So, Lord Er Feng, will you show your ticket and board?"
As the Xihe Train races through the worlds and across time, the wheels of history go completely off the rails!
Ying Zheng runs his hand over the train's leather seats, eyes shining. "A divine treasure! If my Great Qin cavalry were equipped with this, what could possibly stop us from unifying the realm?"
Zhu Yuanzhang stares intently at the world map in Mo Yu's hands, breathing hard. "Young man, is it true that this place you call North America grows potatoes and sweet potatoes that yield a thousand jin per mu?!"
Li Bai raises a glass of Lafite, his eyes bleary with drink. "The Xihe Train? A fine name! Riding six dragons, driving Xihe... Waiter, another glass!"
One train connects a thousand dynasties.
Make up for history's regrets, change the fate of empires, and witness the greatest figures of the ages!
Mo Yu: "Passengers, please take your seats. Our next stop: the sea of stars!"