On the first day after traveling through time and becoming a county magistrate, 30,000 stones of disaster relief food disappeared. The imperial envoy entered the city with a knife, and all the evidence proved that he was the one who deserved death.
What's even more terrible is the blood-red warning on the National Games panel: after seven days, the enemy's cavalry will breach the border, after 12 days, food prices will collapse, and after 23 days, refugees will rush into the city.
Everyone was waiting for him to die, but when he really looked at the data of this world, he realized that the one who deserved to be buried was this dynasty that was already rotten but still stubbornly refused to die.
