He traveled through time to Dagan and became the crown prince, only to be met with a partial father who only loved the prince born to a concubine! No matter how great his achievements were, they were all ignored!

Seeing them teaming up with the court officials to frame him, Qin Ming was furious. The Crown Prince of the Empire? I quit!

Far from the capital, he led his troops into Lingnan, developing industry! Arming the army! Boosting the economy! Suppressing the Southern Barbarians! Connecting with Tibet! Building ships to Southeast Asia, establishing a legacy that will endure for generations!

At this time, the court suddenly realized that Qin Ming was shining wherever he went when he was not in the capital! But without this prince, the court was in a bigger and bigger hole!

Emperor Gan was anxious: "Come back, Beimang can no longer defend itself!" The ministers were panicked: "Your Highness, please come back! The court can no longer afford the deficit!" The Ninth Prince: "Brother, I will give you the throne. I can no longer sit on it!"

(This is a cool article, not a brainless one, written by an old author who updates frequently, so feel free to read it.)

After waking up, Su Mu traveled back to the Republic of China and became a low-level agent of the Military Control Commission!

Just when I was in despair, I gained the ability to read people's minds!

Agent No. 76: Damn it! How did the secret plan to capture the deputy station chief of the Military Control Commission get leaked?

Chief of the Special High Section: Damn it, who leaked the top-secret agent lurking in the mountain city? I will kill him!

Mei Agency Headquarters: Damn it, why would top secret local intelligence be leaked? The traitor must be in the local area, we must find him no matter what!

While No. 76, the Special High Section, the Mei Agency and others were busy looking for the source of the leak, Su Mu quietly retreated behind everyone!

On the other side, at the Military Control Commission headquarters in Shancheng, Boss Dai looked at the intelligence with a look of surprise, he was completely stunned!

"Quick, increase funding for Yamausagi's group!"

"No, just double it!"

Chen Jian's time travel is different from others: they all travel to ancient times, but he possesses only animal skins and a stone axe. Starting from a matriarchal clan, he developed and perpetuated a civilization. Was it feudal statehood or unified prefectures and counties? Was it the distinction between the state and the wild, or barbaric conquest? Was it a hundred schools of thought contending, or a hundred saints uniting? Was it a single deity or a universal faith in ancestors? Was it a bloody accumulation of cotton silkworms cannibalizing humans? Or was it a humanistic care and a utopian dream of universal harmony? To enjoy the happiness of civilization, one must experience its pain. The ability to be reborn after death allows him to experience the growth of this civilization through a variety of identities. Tribal member, noble, slave, emperor, commoner, scholar, hired laborer, captain of the Age of Exploration, capitalist of the Age of Primitive Accumulation, conscript in the trenches, the mastermind of a major trust... With the same head in different buttocks, what kind of encounters and insights will arise?

In 1919, Donnie Bullock's spirit traveled to America. He began as a soldier recently discharged from World War I, framed by his superiors and forced to take over an Atlantic City tavern just before the arrival of Prohibition. Using his time-traveling perspective and ruthless tactics, he gradually became the nation's largest bootlegger. During the Roaring Twenties, Donnie Bullock ran bootleggers, participated in beauty pageants, pursued his career, and ventured into Wall Street. Decades later, when people studied modern American history, they discovered that Donnie Bullock was an inescapable name!

1833, University of Berlin. Lindenwan looked at the cold and arrogant lady before him. She had long, smooth golden hair, a beautiful face, and ample breasts. The short skirt and over-the-knee boots complemented each other perfectly, and her absolute beauty was truly eye-catching. Her name tag read: "Anna von Bismarck." She said: "The major issues of the contemporary era cannot be solved by speeches and resolutions, but only by iron and blood." This book is also known as "Welcome to 19th Century Europe, where strength is supreme", "A Little Affair About My Chancellor and Queen's Palace Fight", "Miss Bismarck Wants Me to Obey? Politicians' Power Wars~", "My Youthful Governance Story Is Wrong, Sure Enough", "RE: Life in Prussia from Zero", "A Certain Scientific Teutonic Knights", "German War Chronicle", "Raising Poland", "Green Luo Ecstasy", "Today's Ru Hair", "Global Dog Collection: The Great Ying Empire", and "The Land of Sand Sculpture Goose"

"It's a capitalist country. It means I have capital and you don't, so this country is mine! Contact the police and suppress it. If Rockefeller can do it, why can't I, Sheffield?" William Sheffield restrained his smile and said coldly, "Happy America, gunfights every day." The Gilded Age, 1895.

[Powerful Strategy] + [Passionate] + [Struggle for Hegemony] + [Killing] + [No System]

"Zhu Youjian, go with peace of mind. Everything you have will be inherited by me, Ye Xuan.

From now on, I am the sixteenth emperor of the Ming Dynasty—Chongzhen. I swear here:

Those whom you, Zhu Youjian, cannot kill, I, Chongzhen, will kill.

What you, Zhu Youjian, cannot do, I, Chongzhen, will do.

Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong rebelled? That depends on whether I give them the chance!

The Jiannu slaughtered my people in the Central Plains? Then I will slaughter the Jiannu, wipe out their race, and annihilate their clan!

The eight major Shanxi merchants are secretly colluding with the Jiannu and acting as their spies? Then I will confiscate their property and exterminate their clans!

The intellectuals are ignorant, incompetent, shameless, and have betrayed their country and surrendered to the enemy, so we should kill them and turn the world upside down!

…

In a word, the destiny is in my body. What you, Zhu Youjian, can do, I, Chongzhen, will do. What you, Zhu Youjian, cannot do, I, Chongzhen, can do even better.

In short, I want everyone in the Ming Dynasty to be a gentleman, so that the country will be safe and the world will be governed by virtue!

One day in the future, I will make the Oirat, Tatar and other tribes become the pastures of my Ming Dynasty.

Let Xifan and Tubo become the orchards of our Ming Dynasty.

Let Burma, Siam, and Annan become the granaries of the Ming Dynasty,

Let the southeast coast become the fishing ground of Ming Dynasty.

Let Fuso and other places become the mining areas of our Ming Dynasty.

Congratulations from all quarters, tributes from all nations, may the Ming Dynasty prosper for another three hundred years!"

[Priest, gangster, a bit philosophical, political and economic, no system, not brainless]

With one bullet, he fell from China to Dharavi, Mumbai in 1992.

This is a slum where crime breeds and order collapses, and it is also a new starting point for Aaryan Chaudhry.

Mire and struggle. Filth and desire.

Veda in the left hand and AK in the right hand.

Watered with blood, crowned with faith.

One day, an Internet cafe appeared in the Tang Dynasty. The administrator of the Internet cafe said: Governing a country cannot rely solely on reading, and fighting a war cannot rely solely on martial arts. You can also choose to play games.

So Cheng Yaojin, Wei Zheng, and Li Shimin all booked a night in an Internet cafe. As they played, they destroyed the Turks. As they played, they created a prosperous Tang Dynasty!

[Starting + Ancient Farming + Prince + Time Travel]

Traveling through the Tang Dynasty, the prosperous Zhenguan era is about to come. Li Xiang just wants to make money and enjoy life in this ancient time, making sugar and salt, and easily earning millions of wealth.

Just when he was planning to enjoy the corrupt ancient life, a man named Lao Li and his wife came to his house and often asked him about important matters in the court.

"You're talking about Li Er, right? He's an emperor of all times, but... his sons weren't so good. They all rebelled!"

Li Er couldn't help but get furious: "Good boy, I am your father, the emperor, you can't call me Li Er? Hand over your property to the national treasury, and I will let it go, and I will leave the throne to you!"

Li Xiang was a little confused: What? I am the prince of the Tang Dynasty, I am not even qualified to be a dog!