There's No Cure in Another World

Zhang Bolun blinked, and suddenly found himself in another world, where he had become a prince who made potions. There was nothing wrong with the feudal nobility, except that this world was doomed, and there weren't enough pills, such as the kind that could work miracles. “This world has no yaowan,” Prince Zhang Bolun said, making a double entendre, before plunging into the laboratory. On the wall above the lab bench was a single enormous character: “Survive.” Of course, to sell potions more effectively, Prince Zhang Bolun would have to create a favorable market and policy environment himself. Zhang Bolun had it all figured out. When the day came for him to ascend to godhood, the blurb beneath his divine title would read: “Open up, I'm bringing democracy! Open up, here's the free trade you asked for!” A laboratory-based kingdom-building story. Believe me, not everyone named Zhang Bolun has to welcome peace with open arms. After all... brute force works miracles! Reader discussion group (for urging updates and venting): Zhang Bolun's Laboratory: 361331214