Traveling back in time to ancient times, An Yongchun suddenly discovered that he couldn't make sugar or make soap, and he couldn't make iron or cannons. He had been doing this for half his life and was of almost no use in this world.
What to do?
Facing babies dying of starvation, hungry people who have lost their humanity, and corrupt officials with greedy faces and drooling eyes. An Yongchun stood up with his sword drawn, pointing at the sky. The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. The destiny of heaven belongs to me, not to you. Since you don't want this world, then give it to me!
Note: This is really not the Ming Dynasty.
