The spring day was shining brightly and the spring breeze was blowing. Su Mo played the pipa and sang loudly:
[Xixia, Khitan, and Jurchens;
The new party, the old party, and Su Zizhan;
Riding on the wall and swinging, it is not human at all;
Impeachment is possible at will, and it is possible to rebound on its own.
Traitor the country, cede territory, and go too far;
Surrender to the golden man, beware of impotence;
If Bianjing cannot hold on, Northeast China will feel refreshed.
Don't fight among us, let's build a new Song Dynasty together!
The singing was lingering, and Su Mo put down his pipa and saluted Wang Anshi who was sitting blankly with a smile:
"What does Duke Jing think of this song?"
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Due to an accident, Su Mo accidentally traveled through time. He had to search repeatedly in time and space, and struggled to find his way home.
Good news: As compensation for traveling by mistake, the Administration provided him with a portable system with diverse capabilities, rich reserves, and great use.
Bad news: This portable system is produced by the romance department of the Administration. It is good at creating bloody accidents, abo pheromone research, never forgetting will have an echo, love to death, love to death, and life to name a few.
So, how should Su Mo, armed with such a treasure system and pretending to be a divine alchemist, survive in the thorny ancient world?
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At the beginning of the time travel, Emperor Daojun, who was quite suspicious of Su Mo's identity as a god, gave him a big problem. The emperor asked him to smell the fragrance of plum blossoms at any time in summer, and the fragrance of plum blossoms must be long-lasting and never fade away.
Such a requirement was too harsh, far beyond Su Mo's chemical knowledge. He tried his best, but couldn't come up with an idea until he accidentally slid the system light curtain and caught a glimpse of a function that had been ignored for a long time:
[abo gland transplantation; Note: pheromone smell can be customized]
Su Mo: ......... Wow.
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After a simple and successful transplant operation, Emperor Daojun walked out of the secret room without feeling any pain; he raised his hand to smell carefully, and sure enough he smelled a strange and fragrant fragrance on his body, which was precisely the fragrance of fresh plum blossoms that could not be dissipated.
Emperor Daojun was very satisfied: "Mr. Su really has great powers!"
Facing the emperor's inexplicably enchanting gaze, Su Mo shuddered and lowered his head:
——Speaking of which, isn't this system a little too powerful?
Purpose: Only by respecting history can we change the future
