In the dim room, Chen Cheng got out of bed, a carton of milk in his mouth, and groggily pulled open the curtains.
"Rip—"
Endless sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the furnishings in the room.
It was a very simple, even crude, bedroom.
The room was cluttered with various items, and a small table was even placed by the wall, next to which was a black computer on what was clearly a standard rental room desk.
"I wonder how my resume submissions are doing," Chen Cheng sighed, scratching his head.
He turned on the computer and smoothly opened his email.
"Dear Mr. Chen, we regret to inform you that your resume did not pass our initial screening. We sincerely apologize for not being able to have you as a colleague. At the same time, we have added you to our talent pool, and if there are any future developments, we will contact you via email, mobile number, and other means."
"Please keep an eye out."
The moment Chen Cheng saw the words "we regret," he already knew the outcome, and then he scratched his head, his face filled with exhaustion.
"It's been three months since graduation, and I still can't find a job."
He pressed his forehead: "I can barely stay in the Imperial Capital anymore; the rent is too expensive."
"Just one bedroom!! It costs me two thousand big ones!"
Chen Cheng's mouth twitched in pain. He scratched his head: "The Imperial Capital is truly vast, but it's hard to live here."
After complaining for a long time, Chen Cheng helplessly picked up his phone, glanced at it a few times, and then lay back down on the bed.
He had eaten from every nearby takeout place, and only one conclusion emerged:
Two words.
Disgusting.
Might as well just sleep.
.... ... In a daze, Chen Cheng felt as if someone had nudged him.
He impatiently opened his eyes.
Who would enter his bedroom? His roommate, with whom he shared the apartment, was a good person; how could he make such a mistake?
"Xi, Xi—"
"Wake up quickly!"
"The Great King has ordered the army to march!"
Chen Cheng opened his eyes and saw a dark-skinned man pushing him. More importantly, although the man's clothes were simple, it was immediately clear that they were ancient attire!
With just a slight movement, Chen Cheng could even see the man's two thighs swaying!
This couldn't even be called "ancient"; it should be described as "savage"!
Seeing Chen Cheng awake, the man, while packing his belongings, said with surprise in his brows: "Now the Great King has already defeated the King of Chu and forced him to retreat."
"Peace will soon come to the world!"
His face was filled with longing: "When the Emperor of Qin ruled, although there were no wars in the world, we still couldn't live peacefully. The corvée labor and taxes were too heavy!"
"I only hope that after the Great King becomes Emperor, he can let us live a few days of peace!"
This string of news had already left Chen Cheng completely bewildered.
Great King? King of Chu? When the Emperor of Qin was on the throne?
"Gulp—"
After subconsciously swallowing, Chen Cheng quickly surveyed his surroundings and came to a conclusion.
This man wasn't lying!
And at this moment, relevant memories of the current situation slowly emerged in his mind.
Had he transmigrated?
No, that's not right, it wasn't transmigration, but... descent!
For some reason, he had gained the ability to "descend" into any person in history who shared a "blood relation" with him, and then temporarily "control" a certain period of his life.
And along with this "descent," he could also temporarily gain that person's strength and wisdom!
At this moment, he had descended into the late Qin Dynasty, into a young man named "Xi."
Chen Cheng quickly stood up, then began tidying the things in front of him.
He was a history student, so he naturally knew that in this feudal society, the last thing he could defy was the emperor's command! At least not now.
So he had to find a way to survive first!
As for the person he had possessed... he was blood-related to him, and to still be related after two thousand years, he must be his ancestor!
Since he couldn't get rich in modern times, why not hope for his ancestor to become a dragon?
Let his ancestor get rich first, and then over the long two thousand years, transform into a massive family that would encompass all of Huaxia!
An aristocratic family!
There are no thousand-year dynasties in this world, but there are thousand-year aristocratic families!
Not to mention the distant ones, just the recent ones... the most famous...
That shining "Qian clan," wasn't it a prominent family since the Song and Ming dynasties?
Chen Cheng's eyes held a hint of pleasant surprise.
It's just... the first problem before him now was, how could he take the first step towards establishing a thousand-year aristocratic family?
.... .... Wind! Strong wind!
Countless soldiers gathered, but Liu Bang's gaze slowly fixed on the front.
At this moment... where should he pursue and kill?
He lowered his eyes, the two bumps on his forehead seemingly about to pierce through, resembling "dragon horns."
Liu Bang was different from Xiang Yu.
He understood the power of "human hearts" and "people" best.
And so, he smiled as he looked at the many soldiers: "Pass down the order, if there is anyone who is more familiar with this area and knows where the King of Chu might flee, they may come to my royal tent."
"If successful, they shall receive an additional five hundred shi of salary! And be appointed as a Colonel General!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the people below almost went mad!
That was five hundred shi.
And it wasn't "granted five hundred shi" but an *additional* five hundred shi! This meant that, no matter their rank, everyone would be excited and eager.
.... .... Inside the camp tent, Chen Cheng naturally also heard this news and was delighted.
He was just worrying about how to take the first step, and now the opportunity had arrived!
Others might not know where Xiang Yu might flee, but how could he not know?
He had just sorted through all the memories in his mind and realized that the timeline was almost at the point just before "Xiang Yu's suicide at Wu River."
In other words, Xiang Yu had already been cornered by the army, with only the Wu River left as an escape route!
He stood up abruptly.
The first step in establishing an aristocratic family: seize every opportunity!
Ride the momentum!
.... ..... Inside the main tent, Liu Bang looked at the man before him. The man looked incredibly strong, and with just a slight recollection, Liu Bang remembered who he was.
"Xi, do you know where Xiang Yu will flee?"
Liu Bang sat there, his expression normal, without any pretense of being a "King," looking at Chen Cheng as if he were an old acquaintance.
This was the "charm" of Emperor Gaozu of Han.
The progenitor of the Han Succubus!
Chen Cheng smiled slightly, controlling the possessed "Xi" to speak: "Reporting to Your Majesty, your subordinate indeed knows where the King of Chu will flee."
"Given the current situation, the King of Chu can only flee towards the Wu River!"
"And the Wu River is strategically located; there are almost no places to cross the great river, so unless Xiang Yu abandons his army and flees alone, otherwise..."
"He cannot cross the river!"
"He can only fight like a cornered beast!"