He transmigrated into the Investiture of the Gods era of the Primordial World and became King Zhou, Di Xin. The System told him that once the Shang Dynasty fell, he would attain the Great Dao and become a sage!
So he decided to let things take their course, sit back, and watch the drama unfold... But who could have guessed that the System would stab him in the back, letting all those named on the Investiture of the Gods hear his thoughts?
“Great King, Yuan Futong, Marquis of the North Sea, has rebelled. I beg to lead troops and put down the rebellion!”
[Ha! You'll be held up by Western disciples for fifteen whole years on that expedition. The Shang Dynasty is doomed!]
Wen Zhong: “Master, Daoist Zhao Gongming, Daoist Sanxiao, the Shang Dynasty is in danger. Please lend me your aid!”
In less than a year, the rebels in the North Sea were wiped out...
“Great King, Marquis of the West Ji Chang must not be killed...”
[That's right, he mustn't be killed. If he dies, who will rebel? Who will invite Jiang Ziya to confer the gods?]
Huang Feihu: “Marquis of the West, you plotted rebellion. Your crime deserves death! Behead him!”
A gray-haired head fell in the Nine-Chamber Hall!
WTF?
Forget about killing Ji Chang. Huang Feihu, first explain why you're keeping such a close eye on your wife instead of sending her to the palace. How am I supposed to drive you into rebelling against Chaoge?
And Queen Jiang, what's with you leaving the palace to go fight on the battlefield?
Heavens! Papermaking, the curved-shaft plow, printing, gunpowder, potatoes, sweet potatoes... How did you people invent all of that? Which of us is the transmigrator, me or you?
And in the end, can someone tell me why the Shang Dynasty keeps getting stronger?!
Now you're planning to counterattack the Celestial Court? No! I only want to confer the gods. I don't want to become the Celestial Emperor!~
[I don't want to become the Celestial Emperor. I only want to become a sage!]
