The White-Robed Emperor

[No System] [Single Female Lead] [Power Struggles] [Surviving in Troubled Times] [Building a Team]

"You want to know who I am? Sit down, have some tea, and let me make up a story."

In the eyes of the refugees, I'm a living bodhisattva sent to this world to help fill it up, giving them food and a place to live. In the eyes of the aristocratic clans, I'm a rabid dog in human skin, usually refined and mild-mannered, but when I strike, I wipe out entire families. In the history books, I'm the gravedigger of the Great Qian dynasty, as well as the greatest writer, scientist, military strategist, sociologist, and psychologist of my time, or perhaps I should say, master manipulator...

But the truth is, at first I was just a down-and-out scholar trying to scrape by in a chaotic age.

I transmigrated to Great Qian in the fourth year of Chengping, just as an era of chaos began. No System chiming in, no old master in a ring, and not even a capable beauty to fight by my side.

At the start, all I had was an old servant and a deserter. I had to scavenge for my gear, or steal it.

I don't have any kingly aura. I just want to prove that the world doesn't have to be this way.

In this age of collapsing rites and ruined order, I bind people together with shared interests and squeeze efficiency out of the system.

If this world is rotten to the core, then I'll flip the table and set it all up again.

From having nothing to claiming the realm.

This is the story of a science student who carved out a bloody path through a world in chaos.