[What should I do if I pretend to be a puppet emperor and still get threatened? Qianyu: Blow him up!] Ben was a drug researcher in the 22nd century. Explosives were used in one of his studies, and he never returned from the dynamite experiments. An explosive accidentally exploded during an experiment. I thought I would die just like that. What? I've traveled through time! I'm still an emperor! Oh, has it finally been my turn to be rich and powerful? („[Expression][expression][expression]„) What? Puppet emperor? No real power yet? Still being assassinated every day? ... Allow me to slow down. But in the urgent need of the moment, maybe we should confirm something... (Pull open the bitter tea seeds and take a look) (Heaved a sigh of relief...)
