"Young Master, Young Master, please wake up. If you don't wake up, these servants will be punished!”
Our protagonist had just woken up from his coma and saw two figures standing outside the light gauze tent in front of him. Judging from their graceful figures, they should be two young girls in their prime.
"Young Master?" Who are you talking about?
Cao Zhi, who had just woken up, was clearly still confused. He looked around in confusion and was a little confused.
He was currently lying on a large, luxurious bed. The bedding covering his body was made of extremely high-quality silk brocade, which was incomparably gorgeous. The surrounding pillars were also densely covered with patterns carefully carved by craftsmen. The light gauze of the green gauze curtain seemed to be transparent, and it was obvious that the material was extremely high-quality.
Looking at the gorgeous " antiques " around him, Cao Zhi tried his best to suppress his professional instinct to look at them with a magnifying glass. Cao Zhi's mind began to slowly clear up, and large amounts of memories began to gradually become clear in his mind.
"Have I transmigrated to the Three Kingdoms Era? Most importantly, I even transmigrated to Cao Zhi, who has the same name as me?”Cao Zhi patted his head, and the memories in his mind began to become clear. Cao Zhi also sorted out the context of the matter.
Before he transmigrated, Cao Zhi was a graduate of a famous history college. This name was given to him by his father, who was a literature professor at a famous university. He had always liked Cao Zhi and would often read Cao Zhi's poems when he was free. It was said that before Cao Zhi was born, his father would read the "Ode to the Luo God" while sticking to his mother's stomach.
His father and Cao Zhi wished that they could not be born together. The generation gap was as long as 2,000 years. However, his father was smart. It was a crisp autumn afternoon. His father stared at his mother's belly, holding the " Records of the Three Kingdoms " in his hands and flipping to " The Legend of Cao Zhi ". He was in a daze for a long time. Then, he had an idea. That's right!
Although I don't have fate with Cao Zhi in history, I can name my son Cao Zhi! Wasn't this fate? Thus, the unborn little Cao Zhi was given a name from 2,000 years ago.
Cao Zhi's roots were excellent in his studies. He had been carefully nurtured by his parents since he was young. He was soon admitted to the top universities in the country and went to study history. Due to his talent, Cao Zhi had also received the recognition of many seniors. He had always won special prizes when he went out to participate in historical competitions, crushing countless peers. Anyway, he was a smart group. At a young age, he had tasted the loneliness of being lonely at the top.
As expected, Cao Zhi, who had made a name for himself in history, became an archaeologist. He was part of the top archaeology team in the country that was sent all over the world to study all kinds of national-level historical relics.
Cao Zhi vaguely remembered that before Cao Zhi transmigrated, he was inspecting a cemetery with the team. According to the information obtained at that time, this cemetery was very likely Cao Zhi's tomb during the Three Kingdoms period! Cao Zhi had originally mocked himself for a while. Wasn't he digging his own grave? However, before Cao Zhi could laugh enough, something strange happened.
For some reason, Cao Zhi seemed to have stepped on a trap. Then, he heard the sound of thunder from the sky. Before Cao Zhi could react, a bolt of lightning struck down. When his body was visibly charred on the outside and tender on the inside, Cao Zhi did not forget to shout at the sky, Motherf * cker. Then, he gloriously lost consciousness.
But now, Cao Zhi was sitting quietly on his bed, looking at the luxurious environment around him and the maidservants outside the bed curtain urging him to get up quickly. Cao Zhi felt as if there were ten thousand, no, ten million grass mud horses galloping across his heart.
I really transmigrated!
Digging one's own grave really didn't end well!
Cao Zhi's father might not have expected that his son would really transmigrate to the Three Kingdoms and become Cao Zhi even after Cao Zhi was struck to death!
F * ck! This was too ridiculous! Who would have thought that the plot that originally only existed in transmigration novels would actually happen to him!
Most importantly, what kind of bloody plot was this! I want to dismember the screenwriter 10,000 times!
However, despite his complaints, Cao Zhi, who had a strong adaptability, quickly accepted his current identity after the initial confusion. Coupled with the fact that he had inherited Cao Zhi's memories, he began to carefully size himself up.
He saw that his body was actually completely different from the weak Cao Zhi in history. It could even be said to be the complete opposite.
In history, Cao Zhi only knew how to recite poems and compose Fu all day long. Not only did he never have any outstanding achievements on the battlefield, but he was also an alcoholic. However, looking at himself now, he had an eight-pack abs, let alone an eight-pack abs! Perfect mermaid line, strong and sturdy arms, coupled with the huge amount of strength that was constantly coming from his arms, Cao Zhi felt like his body was like a crazy fighting machine.
Feeling the enormous energy coming from his body, it was a feeling of invulnerability and boundless strength. Cao Zhi looked at the surrounding pillars and felt that if he punched them, they would be punched through.
F * ck, this was too amazing! Was this Cao Zhi's body? It was completely inconsistent with history! Could it be that Cao Zhi recalled the countless transmigration novels he had read before he transmigrated? He began to gradually get an answer in his heart.
"Hahahahaha." After Cao Zhi understood the source of his current strength, he could not help but laugh wildly and arrogantly towards the sky. This caused the maidservants around him to look at their young master curiously. Could it be that their young master had overslept and became silly?
"Cough, cough, cough!" Sensing that he had lost his composure, Cao Zhi restrained himself a little. Cao Zhi buried his excitement in his heart and felt the surging power in his body. He swore in his heart that he would definitely do something great in this world of the three kingdoms!
Thinking back to Cao Zhi in history, his life was miserable. As Cao Cao's favorite son, he was extremely intelligent as he recited poems all day long. However, he chose the wrong political direction. In a chaotic world, he did not go to the battlefield to seize military power. Instead, he chose to play with words in the court. Although he was appreciated by Cao Cao, after Cao Cao's death, he did not have the ability to compete with his second brother Cao Pi at all. In the end, he was humiliated in front of all the officials and wrote a "Seven-step Poem" before being demoted to the Marquis of Anxiang. He spent the rest of his life in a rut.
Cao Zhi recalled the tragic end of Cao Zhi in history. He secretly swore in his heart that he would never follow in Cao Zhi's footsteps in history! He had to rely on his own strength to make a big career in this world!
Especially now that he had a cheat, Cao Zhi was delighted when he thought of this.
At this moment, Cao Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw another strange thing in his field of vision.
Why? It was also here?
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