I Have a Fief in Ancient Times

I'm speechless. How can the author of this book think that if you take baijiu (Chinese liquor) to ancient times, the ancients will like it? Distilled spirits existed in the Ming Dynasty, but who among the high-ranking officials and nobles would drink them?

I hope the new book won't be so preachy; it's really annoying. We're all adults, and we all have our own values.

It's absolutely awful. The main character is stupid and useless, pure shit. No wonder he's a loser in real life too.

The first time you went there unarmed, you could say it was an oversight. But the second time you went there unprepared, I doubt if you're even a normal person. I can't stand it!

Is it now fashionable to write about protagonists who are like maggots?

There's one major flaw: the viruses and bacteria that modern people carry are enough to wipe out those savages.

I'm having a reading slump. I wanted to read this one properly, but I just can't seem to get into it.

Just looking at the comments, you can see a few flaws. They obtained the tools for time travel, but they used them all for experiments and broke them. They could communicate without any problems immediately after time travel, but they were foolish enough not to bring any weapons in the past.

You bought ten beads, used nine for the experiment, and then passed the last one over. Did you even have the intelligence to leave one bead behind and then pass it back? After passing it over, it inexplicably came back. How did it get back? You, the author, aren't you going to explain this?

One thing I can't understand is how a modern person could be so happy among a group of cannibals, even working during the day and being played with by cannibals at night?