Living in the Southern Wilderness: I Inherited the Tradition of Emperor Wu

The second year of living in the Southern Wilderness. It's spring, and it's freezing cold. Across half of Kyushu, the North Gate dish still found the door. At the moment of crisis, I plunged from the small town into the cold forest. There was no family, no food, no light source, and I was seriously injured. I slowly lost strength and fell in the darkness...