Three Kingdoms: Heaven Is Dead, Uncle Emperor, Spare My Life

Chen Shu was up all night editing videos about the Three Kingdoms when he opened his eyes and found himself transmigrated into the body of a low-ranking conscript in the Yellow Turban rebel army.

No System, no divine techniques, no prestigious family background. From the start, all he had was a mysterious Yellow Turban token of unknown origin, and a wretched life that could be snuffed out at any moment by the government troops, the Yellow Turbans, or the local militia.

To survive, he had no choice but to lean on his slight advantage in historical knowledge and bluff Jian Yong, scare Zhang Fei, and deceive Liu Bei.

But all he wanted was to stay alive. Somehow, the others kept finding him more and more suspicious.

Jian Yong: "This man must have an extraordinary background."

Zhang Fei: "Sir, I was too rash earlier."

Liu Bei: "Sir, your noble principles move me. Would you lend me your aid?"

Chen Shu stared at the token in his hand, his back slick with cold sweat.

Please, no, Uncle Liu.

I'm really not a strategist. I just want to stay alive.