Great Qin: Open a shared history dungeon for the First Emperor
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Under Ying Li's control, the Firmament Realm Gate emitted bursts of starlight.

The rain-like mystical space suddenly descended.

Everyone in the drill ground looked at the scattered light in bewilderment.

"This is…?"

"The Eighth Prince's methods are truly astonishing!”

"Don't get distracted!" A soldier had a serious expression as he said," Didn't the Eighth Prince say that he wanted us to personally see how Great Qin perished?”

"Watch patiently!"

"Yes!"

Ying Li had originally planned to experience the same thing as the first emperor, to fully immerse himself in it.

However, on second thought, the deep sense of immersion was a little too strong.

There were hundreds of thousands of people present. If anything unexpected happened, the gains would not make up for the losses!

Therefore, Ying Li felt that it was better to be more traditional and just play it in the form of a video.

After thinking for a while, Ying Li made up his mind.

As he thought about it, a huge screen projection suddenly descended!

It was playing the beginning of Great Qin's chaos and the signs of the First Emperor's collapse on a sand dune.

On the screen.

Within the Sand Dune Palace.

The First Emperor, who was already in his twilight years, had a deathly pale face. He dragged his feet with difficulty as he rushed into the study.

On the platform, the Ancestral Dragon's expression changed slightly when he saw how weak he was.

"Has the path to immortality that I have always desired failed in the end?”

"Longevity." The Ancestral Dragon sighed silently." Does immortality really exist in this world?”

Fu Su, Jiang Lu, and the other princes looked at the extremely weak Ancestral Dragon on the screen and were on the verge of death.

"What happened to Imperial Father?"

"How can father be so weak after ten thousand years?”

"No, I can't! I don't believe it! How could his father, who should have existed since ancient times, have aged??”

Although the princes and princesses said that, their voices were filled with sadness and sobs. Some of the princesses were so choked up that they could not speak. They could only stretch out their hands weakly, wanting to touch the Ancestral Dragon who was on the verge of death!

The expressions of Meng Tian and the others changed drastically. Looking at the Ancestral Dragon in the picture, their bodies could not help but tremble.

"Your Majesty!"

The hundreds of thousands of Great Qin's soldiers looked at the Ancestral Dragon with tears in their eyes.

............

On the screen, Zhao Gao helped Zu Long into the study.

"Zhao Gao! Are you a loyal subject of Great Qin?" The old Ancestral Dragon's voice carried a stern killing intent.

"Your Majesty! Zhao Gao has served Your Majesty for thirty-six years, just like a hound for Your Majesty to use!”

"How can I be disloyal?"

"Zhao Gao also had some blood and sweat during the new policies of the Great Qin Empire, so how could he be disloyal?!”

"If Zhao Gao has second thoughts, the heavens will punish him!”

Zhao Gao's face was pale and drenched in sweat, but his words were abnormally crisp!

"Good! I'm going to write a will!"

The Ancestral Dragon panted and said with great difficulty,"After the posthumous edict is written, seal it in the secret chamber! Once I go, I will immediately send Fusu Jiuyuan away, understand?”

"Zhao Gao understands!"

"If Zhao Gao bullies the heavens, his entire family will be exterminated!”

After saying that, Zhao Gao ran away swiftly. In a moment, the cinnabar and white silk were ready.

The old Ancestral Dragon looked solemn and sat in front of the table with all his might. There was only one thought flashing in his mind: Ying Zheng, you must hold on, you must finish the posthumous edict!

In the picture, the Ancestral Dragon picked up a large pen with a trembling hand and wrote with difficulty,

"The soldiers belong to Meng Tian and will be buried in Xianyang!”

“.......”

Suddenly, the Ancestral Dragon's brush trembled and he spat out a large mouthful of blood as he collapsed on the table.

The Ancestral Dragon used the last bit of strength in his body to sit up, but he collapsed again.

Finally, with a sudden choking sound, the large brush in Ancestral Dragon's hand fell to the side of his feet with a bang. His eyes widened and he stopped moving!

A line of words appeared on the screen.

"The First Emperor of China has passed away! Leaving a huge vacuum of power in the vast empire!”

" Father!!!!"

"Your Majesty!"

.............

Cries and cries rang out one after another.

The Ancestral Dragon on the platform looked at himself in a daze as he failed to finish writing the posthumous edict.

"Is this my original ending?”

"The ruler of the world who unified the six states can only be so weak that he can't even finish writing the posthumous edict?”

"Then what is the meaning of the longevity that I have been pursuing all these years?”

"Or are those necromancers lying to me?”

At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon had already completely begun to doubt in his heart!

"No need to cry!" The Ancestral Dragon looked down and pressed down on the air," Didn't you want to see how Great Qin would die? My departure is the beginning of everything!”

Under the suppression of the Ancestral Dragon's mountain-like Emperor Pressure, everyone wiped their tears and stopped crying. They continued to look down.

Then, the scene changed.

In the picture, Zhao Gao and Li Si were plotting in the secret room where the posthumous edict was stored.

"If the Prime Minister doesn't agree to change the edict and Fu Su, who is close to Confucianism, succeeds the throne, how can you still be alive? How can the Great Qin laws that you put in so much effort to create exist?”

Li Si had experienced a long struggle in his heart, but in the end, he succumbed to the taste of power.

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people in the drill ground, Li Si picked up the brass brush and highlighted the unique Qin seal script that only the First Emperor could write on the yellow and white goatskin!

"I patrol the world and control the restoration of the six countries."

.............

"Fusu can't be the Crown Prince! As a son, he was unfilial and gave him a sword to kill himself!”

"Meng Tian and Fusu are on the outside. If they don't rectify the situation, how would they know about their scheme?”

"Disloyal as a subject! Die!"

"The position of Crown Prince should belong to the youngest son, Huhai!”

"Autumn of the thirty-seventh year of the First Emperor!"

On the screen, Zhao Gao's face was gloomy as he looked at the posthumous edict that flowed out of Li Si's pen and laughed crazily!

" First Emperor!?"

"Hahaha! From today onwards, the Great Qin Empire belonged to Zhao Gao and Li Si!”

Then, the scene changed.

In the imperial court, Zhao Gao was leading a deer. He said to the ministers around him with a vicious and cruel expression,

"Today, I'm here to present a famous horse to Your Majesty!”

"What do you think of this old man's horse?”

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