Yongle's Imperial Grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang Is My Cheat, and Zhu Di Is Losing His Mind

Dude, can your storage space hold rocks? Fill it with rocks, have a meteorite fall, fill it with gunpowder, sugar, and the Ivan the Great—you'd be a god!

I don't know how it was resolved later, but the setting that the seed can only grow once is a bad idea. It could lead to the extinction of an entire race. Once it's implemented, the entire country's food supply will be controlled by one person. If the protagonist dies, the country will perish—the kind of annihilation. I even suspect the system was sent by an enemy.

Farming in an ancestral space—that's quite imaginative! Take a look.

No, I thought you weren't going to write about the Qing Dynasty, although I don't like it either. But don't be so awkward, with that master-servant vibe, it's so toxic I can hardly read anymore.

It's unclear when exactly, but "online intelligence" has become a dispensable label, a choice made by only a minority of authors. And then, without realizing it, you noticed that most authors' choices sparked the idea of ​​writing your own work. In every moment of inspiration, you jot down the idea, hoping to use it to enhance your work.

At the beginning of the book, I also considered pushing the timeline forward, since the protagonist is too young. But after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of a better approach. Reading is all about relaxation and entertainment, so I hope all you bosses will overlook the protagonist's age.

There seems to be a problem with the description 😏. Given Zhu Di's actions, once he enters the space, if possible, he should definitely be killed 😏. Why would Zhu Yuanzhang need to use boots?

Just a lighthearted read; don't overthink it.

Changing the name would make it instantly popular; I'd call it "The Ancestor of the Ming Dynasty is Keeping Me in My Pen."

Get Old Zhu a computer to play "Starving Corpses: A Thousand Miles in the Late Ming Dynasty" 😏