Siheyuan: You All Fell Before I Even Lifted a Finger
四合院：我还没出手你们就倒下了
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 1.7M Words
- Genre
- Light Novel
- Subgenre
- ACG Fanfiction
- Updated
- 1y ago
- English
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802Chapters
2Monthly votes
10.3kRecommendations
53.4kFans
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This is just an ordinary person, yet his ideas are too lofty and unrealistic. Besides, what's the point of collecting antiques? They're all hyped-up things. If you have too many, they lose their value. What's there to collect? One piece is a treasure, but too many are just trash. Even a 5,000-year-old pile of excrement is an antique; a pile of it is just a dumping ground.
That's outrageous! Having a kingdom of God doesn't mean accepting believers or becoming God. Why would they grow crops here?!
The mere thought of feeding the entire nation terrified me, and I couldn't bear to look any further...
The protagonist is a saint who uses his spatial food to feed the entire nation.
It's disgusting to look at! What an idiot!
Has the protagonist been brainwashed by all sorts of modern information?
The protagonist's son only has a hobby of playing basketball, so why does the protagonist insist on developing it into a profession? Moreover, although the NBA is famous, it is just the American professional basketball league. If you send your son to the United States to study in high school because of this, what kind of brain hole is that?
The author clearly has no understanding of the historical context. The real problem back then wasn't food shortages, it was a lack of money and technology! You're writing about courtyard houses, but does that mean you can just write about courtyard houses? So many writers of period dramas think sending grain to save the country—it's laughable!
Please explain in the description, otherwise I won't click on it.
You, a mere commoner, start by making such a fuss about something as simple as hanging a toilet, and then there's the matter of feeding hundreds of millions of people. What kind of mindset is this? Don't you understand the situation and think it's a relief effort? It was a combination of man-made disaster and natural calamity. It was the entire rural area wasting food. It's a matter of mindset. You just think it was a food shortage...
This description is just as bad as the "Even the Zhuxian Sword Formation can't kill this guy" meme 😂😂😂
Out of character
It feels a bit jarring. Silly Zhu isn't silly anymore, so what's the point? If the protagonist wants to do good, he should just brainwash all the birds into being great people. The current plot feels contrived. Since a deus ex machina has occurred, why not just change all the birds' personalities so they all become good people, living in harmony and creating a world of truth, goodness, and beauty!
I really couldn't continue reading after reaching Chapter Nine.