In the year 1916, in the autumn of October, the sun continued to shine brightly.
Shen Hao looked around and stared at everything around him with his mouth agape. Strangeness, fear, doubt, dreaming, all sorts of emotions kept changing in his mind.
The low courtyard houses were lined with muddy streets, and hawkers were hawking on the streets. The people on the streets were all wearing the kind of clothes that crosstalk performers wore, and many of them were wearing hats.
There were also the legendary rickshaw drivers who wore patches and straw hats on their heads.
There were also many people wearing vests from the Qing Dynasty, with plaits from the Qing Dynasty on their heads. They held a birdcage in their hands and whistled, showing off their birdcages in a relaxed manner.
Seeing this, Shen Hao closed his eyes subconsciously.
Fake! Fake! It must be fake!
This must be an illusion!
Slowly opening his eyes, Shen Hao sadly realized that he was still standing at the entrance of the alley.
Not only that, many people were sizing him up curiously.
Unlike ordinary people who had a sallow complexion and looked unnutritious, Shen Hao's cheeks were rosy, his skin was fair, and his posture was tall and imposing. His high-spirited confidence made the surrounding people feel that compared to him, it was like the sun and the moon competing for glory. They could not help but feel inferior.
In addition, Shen Hao was wearing a simple pair of jeans, a white t-shirt, and a pair of flip-flops. In this era, it could be said that he was dressed strangely.
"Which family's young master is this?
""Could he be the eunuch in the palace? Looking at his handsome face and no beard, he should be the eunuch.""
He doesn't look like someone from our side. Could he be a Japanese?"'
"No, the Japanese are so short and look so wretched. Look at how tall this little brother is. How can he be a Japanese?'
'Shh! "Keep your fucking voice down. Yuan Shikai has the final say in Yanjing City. In order to become the emperor, he signed 21 terms that would humiliate the country. The traitor is now very close to the small country. He even gave away the Green Peninsula
." Unfortunately, this traitor has a gun now."
" What's the use of being sullen? The Qing Peninsula has been taken over by a small country. It used to be Germany, but now it's a small country. Big Head Yuan is really a coward."As they
talked, everyone changed the topic.
Listening to the discussions around him, Shen Hao's heart was filled with rejection and fear.
Who would have thought that just a second ago, he was still playing games and drinking happy water for otakus, and the next second, he was in Yanjing City in the early years of the Republic of China.
Most importantly, he didn't even have an identity.
What happened to the promised benefits of transmigration, the son of an aristocratic family, and the promised father of a warlord?
The discussions of the surrounding crowd made Shen Hao somewhat understand his current situation.
Although he wasn't a top student in history, he still knew about the history of the Republic of China.
If he died after 18 days as the emperor, it meant that it was 1916. The First World War was not over yet, and the whole world was in deep water.
It was the same in the country. The Sun Alliance, which was in a state of disunity, organized the first and second revolutions, but they were all defeated by the Beiyang Army and ended in failure.
After the victory, Yuan Shikai wanted to restore the imperial system, and the Northern New Army (warlords) completely split up.
Feng Guozhang, Cai E, and the other big shots in the military rebelled, and the provinces began to declare autonomy.
After Yuan Shikai's death, the Northern Warlords were divided into three famous factions: the Direct Line, the Wan Faction, and the Feng Faction.
There was also the Southern Revolutionary Army. In the following years, it could be said that there were wars every day. The country was semi-colonial and semi-feudal.
Ordinary commoners were like ants in this chaotic era. People in troubled times were not as good as dogs in peace.
At the thought of this, Shen Hao's face turned pale.
Although he had advanced knowledge and insight, it did not mean that he could survive in this chaotic world. He was just an ordinary person. The more he thought about it, the more pessimistic he became, and the more fear he felt.
Just as Shen Hao was in despair, a pleasant voice sounded in his ear.
[Ding-dong. Godly Tycoon System loaded.]
Shen Hao: System? Am I dreaming?
[Host, you're not dreaming. The God Tycoon System is here to make your life more comfortable and unrestrained. You don't need oars to cross the river and row a boat. You can just rely on the waves
.] God Tycoon System? Then you were the one who did it?" Shen Hao was puzzled,
[The system was activated because you were electrocuted
.] Shen Hao? "
Then why did you bring me to the Republic of China? In this chaotic era, isn't it nice to have fun in the city?
As a godly tycoon, didn't he always act tough in the city?”Shen Hao said gloomily,
thinking about how he had spent money on female anchors, kept mistresses, and bought luxury cars and villas in the city.
Or go to the nightclub and shout that Mr. Shen will pay for tonight's expenses. Listen, how domineering.
Wasn't it good to be a respected tycoon?
In the Republic of China, in this era where guns spoke, money didn't seem to be very powerful?
Shen Hao was not satisfied with this system.
Wasn't the Great Warlord System good?
Wasn't the autocratic system nice?
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