The Tyrant Forced to Cheat Her Way to Unifying the World

She accidentally clicked an ad and ended up inside a game. The moment she opened her eyes, she was sitting on the dragon throne. She'd actually become emperor!

But she had the worst start imaginable: imperial power was weak, aristocratic clans ruled the court, and she was a powerless puppet whose hold on the throne was precarious. She also had the [Chronically Ill] debuff and only one year left to live!

Yuan Zhao: Why would I enter a game like this? I'm quitting! I'm done playing!

The System grabbed her leg: Don't go! I'll give you cheats! Please don't leave!

With cheats on her side, Yuan Zhao smiled serenely: How could a good person like me stand by and let people die?

A good person, confiscating estates one day and training troops the next; beheading people as easily as chopping vegetables, killing them like picking melons.

Yuan Zhao asked the System, "So, has my reputation improved?"

The System trembled: "It has, Host. They all call you a tyrant now."

The tyrant was surprised. The tyrant was confused. The tyrant didn't care.

Destroy the aristocratic clans, clean up officialdom, reform the laws, build a powerful army...

Wherever the dynasty's iron hooves marched, wolves fled and tigers and leopards bowed their heads. Any who dared resist were wiped from existence!

[Palace Secret] The tyrant's greatest hobby is humming little tunes: "We're all one big, loving family~"

The foreign rulers who recognized the song could only weep: Don't come any closer! I didn't choose this!

Those who opposed the tyrant exhausted every trick to no avail, and could only pin their hopes on fate, wishing and praying that the heavens would take her away: "Wasn't the tyrant supposed to die young?"

The short-lived tyrant glanced at her rapidly rising health bar and simply requested another song: "Keep the music playing, keep on dancing!"

The serious version:

At first, the aristocratic clans agreed to put the new emperor on the throne because she seemed frail and incompetent.

This mere princess had only one use: to bear an heir.

But fate played a tremendous joke on them...

A fish in a bowl leapt through the Dragon Gate.

This mere princess built her throne from blood and wielded life and death with a smile:

"Die."

A century of foundations, gone in an instant!

A lowly life, an emperor's body.

She inherited a dynasty of rotting flesh and decaying bones, a collapsing edifice surrounded by hungry wolves with their eyes fixed on it.

Every step forward was a dance on the edge of a blade, a blood-soaked robe, a path paved with bones. At last, she achieved:

The sun and moon shine bright, the world is hers!

Later histories record:

The emperor took the throne in her youth. She selected study companions, elevated the imperial examinations, purged the remnants of old powers, and established the inner court...

The court and the people were united, both within and beyond the realm submitting to her. Her power extended across the seas, and she pacified the four corners of the world.

Red banners flew high, spreading across the earth.

The people found peace, and roads stretched for thousands of miles.

What is the tyrant's guiding principle?

"In this mortal world, people are divided into ranks. But before death, every life is equal."

Important:

The royal family has a mysterious bloodline that allows men to bear children.

The empress has a harem, and the female lead is the object of many admirers. Beautiful men are all hopeless romantics, begging and pleading for a place by her side.

No political scheming, just a brainless power fantasy. The female lead has a universal-magnet-for-lovers aura, attracting both men and women.

The female lead saves the world within the game's original setting. It's unrealistic and illogical, just a feel-good power fantasy.

Theme: The people are the makers of history