I Write Stories in Another World to Recreate Chinese Civilization

[My Next Book: Live-Streaming Humanity's Splendor to the Gods of Huaxia] Tang Moshan was born with a genetic defect that made him look different from other people. His skin was as white as snow, his hair and eyes were red, and he was unable to stand or walk... He was as beautiful as a vampire, yet as frail as a consumptive. People were dazzled by his looks, but also hated his mercurial, inscrutable temperament. Even his own father cursed him, saying he would be better off dead. How cruel. Having finished sorting through all of the original owner's memories, the transmigrated Tang Moshan could not help shaking his head in dismay. The System had brought him here from the twenty-first century. He soon discovered that his counterpart in this parallel world was not only disabled in both legs, but also universally despised. His stepmother and younger brother bullied him, his arranged marriage partner loathed him, and even random passersby looked down on him. Tang Moshan lowered his eyes to the Literary Master System: lost in thought.jpg In that case, he might as well start by leaving this family. Step one: Bring out the Chinese Compendium of Ten Thousand Demons, based on the Classic of Mountains and Seas, in this world that was practically a cultural wasteland. The world he lived in was set in a future of advanced technology. Cold, soulless high-tech creations stood amid endless yellow sands and forests of steel. No one could have imagined that anyone could create such a dazzling fantasy world in this place, so barren of imagination. But... this was only the beginning! He wove the principles of feng shui into crime novels, setting off a frenzy of research into feng shui among tens of thousands of people. He brought ancient mythology into the age of technology, setting off another nationwide craze for cultivating immortality (?). Starting with the Chinese Compendium of Ten Thousand Demons, he unveiled the most brilliant facets of Huaxia civilization one by one, from the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor to the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. History, long fallen into obscurity, bloomed once more in his hands with a fierce, radiant brilliance. At last, those who had once despised him changed their tune and begged him to return and bring honor to the family. In the end, however, all they could do was watch from afar as he walked away, farther and farther into the distance. A few years later, the signing event for Imagined Huaxia was held without a hitch. Everyone stared intently at the light screen in the distance. Century Plaza was packed with fervent fans who had come to see Tang Moshan. They watched as the man in the wheelchair gently interlaced his fingers. His pale skin was like a canvas, making the faintly raised veins on the backs of his hands stand out all the more. The camera lingered on him for a long time, until he smiled. A moment later, the frenzied crowd gazed at the man on the screen and burst into screams loud enough to shake the plaza. He and the Huaxia civilization he had brought back to life were adored by thousands. That story, passed down for a thousand years, would never grow old. *Before You Read* 1. Plot-focused, with very little romance. 2. Contains a lot of stories within the story. If that's not your thing, feel free to drop it. 3. You don't need to tell me if you drop the book. I'm not interested in hearing about your thought process. Theme: Huaxia culture takes the world by storm