"So... I died?"
Ying Zheng's voice echoed in the void, with a hint of imperceptible sadness, as if he was confirming a certain outcome that had already been determined.
"Yes."
A round ball shines in the darkness, like the only star in the universe. The soft light shines on him, making his almost transparent figure vaguely visible.
"May I ask what is your biggest regret in your life as emperor?"
The sound of the light ball was gentle and ethereal, as if coming from distant time and space. Perhaps because it felt Ying Zheng's gaze, its light flickered slightly and its brightness quietly weakened, waiting for his answer.
Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, his eyes as deep as an abyss.
"Manpower is limited, and regrets are inevitable." His voice was calm and firm, but with a hint of helplessness, "Even if I say it, what can I do?"
Could it be that this ball of light could return Great Qin to his control and last for eternity?
The light of the light ball fluctuated slightly, as if he was considering his words.
"Manpower is indeed limited, but are you willing to go to another world and start over? There, you will have the opportunity to gain power far beyond ordinary people, and even... Enlightenment and immortality!"
Purpose: Not to repair history, but to create the future