In his final year of high school, Chen Zhou suddenly activates an “Emperor-Raising System.”

“Fellow ministers, I ask you—what exactly does an emperor do every day?”

He looks at the Zhihu post he'd written and the hundreds of mocking replies:

“If you're asking this with such commitment, your delusions are severe. Go see a doctor.”

“Funny question, but let me answer seriously. An emperor governs, appoints officials, builds infrastructure, quells rebellions—and strolls through the garden with his consorts.”

“I’m a webnovel author. This idea’s great. I’m using it—hope you won’t complain.”

Frustrated, Chen Zhou turns away from the comments and focuses on the system’s interface:

Emperor Stats. Court Politics. Three Thousand Consorts. Eastern and Western Secret Police...

He pours his energy into ruling, day after day, just trying to be a good emperor.

Being emperor is just too hard.