Starting with The Infiltrator

An agent from the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau runs up to an undercover agent and says he wants to join the Communist Party. I don't know what the author was thinking. It's very possible that the agent would secretly kill him. Are undercover agents really that simple? They believe you after just a few words. Do they even know what it means to be a soldier on the hidden front? You can't easily trust anyone. Do you think intelligence warfare is easy?

A financial god who became famous by printing counterfeit money, printing counterfeit money the entire time, treating everyone else like fools—the author is hallucinating from too much drug use.

Even Japanese yen was valuable during the Republic of China era; what was worthless was the legal tender. Tens of millions of yen—if any military commander raided your house without bringing an entire army group, he was simply brainless.

This author doesn't treat the Japanese like fools, he treats the readers like fools.

The protagonist had two expert titles in his previous life, but judging from his behavior and speech, he was a good-for-nothing and a simpleton. In the Republican era, such a person would be considered worthless as soon as he arrived in Shanghai.

Is this the kind of thing that Qidian (the website's online platform) is heavily promoting?

Starting with a hodgepodge of garbage

Even if they accept it, the 65-year term will still be over. First, they'll be paraded through the streets, then locked in a dark room, and then their lives will be completely ruined.

One million US dollars. Do you know how much the US GDP was in the 1930s?

Seriously, bro, if you're not good at logic and your IQ is a bit lacking, don't write spy novels. Why don't you write some light novels instead? Spy novels really aren't for you.