"I'm crossing!"

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was a little helpless, he never thought that when he woke up, the whole world had completely changed.

This is no longer the Earth, but a place called the Blue Star.

That's right, he crossed.

But this crossing is a bit of a fuck-up.

Because this world has not changed except for the change from the earth to the blue star, everything else has changed, he is still him, and time is still that time.

Now it's still 2023, but it's changed from A.D. to 2023.

But that's all, in this era, takeaway has become popular, and online buying has also developed to its peak.

Except for the change in the names of countries around the world, nothing else has changed.

Even him, too, is still just a dead otaku.

There are no advantages.

Everything remains the same.

He still seems to be the same dead otaku.

There are no advantages.

Once crossed, there was no special treatment.

There is no golden finger, no system, no grandfather, no prophet, and the knowledge of the two worlds is useless.

Seeing that the sky had completely darkened, Jiang Chen shook his head, walked back to the bed, and began to fall asleep.

Just when he just fell asleep.

A ripple suddenly spread across his computer.

At the same time, a mechanical voice sounded in his head.

"Ding, the world is matched!"

"Chat group open!"

"Host preference is being detected!"

"The test is complete, the emperor's chat group is opened!"

"The emperor's chat group, the group chat provides the emperor's communication platform, and finally completes the emperor's selection!"

"Note, due to the current lack of permissions, only 10% projected on reality, history will be automatically corrected!"

"Ding, do you want to open the group member search!"

"If the host doesn't answer, the system will search automatically!!"

"Searching!"

"Search complete!"

"Recruiting!"

"Successful recruitment!"

"Ding, Ming Chengzu joins the chat group!"

"Ding, Emperor Zhao Yu of the late Song Dynasty joined the chat group."

.....

In February of the twelfth year of Yongle, Zhu Di's face on the dragon chair was already a little old, but the majesty was more than before, and below was a large piece of Qi Brush and Kneeling.

Even the crown prince.

"Prince, Xia Yuanji, what do you want to do?"

On the dragon chair, Zhu Di's voice sounded without anger and majesty, and his words were calm, but an invisible sense of oppression instantly made almost everyone feel sluggish in breathing.

"Your Majesty, the treasury is empty, and Warat is no more than a disease of scabies, so you only need to send one or two messengers to reprimand you, and there is no need to go on an expedition."

"The situation is vast and the desert is boundless, and the army is rashly moved, I am afraid that the war has already fled, the army has returned in vain, and the labor and wealth are injured, please think twice!"

Everyone was scared and trembled, but Xia Yuanji was an exception, his figure was directly prostrate on the ground, and his words were eager.

"Xia Yuanji, why don't you want to be a household secretary, or do you want to go home and farm!"

"I say it again, immediately prepare ordnance, grain and grass, and in three months, I will send troops!"

Zhu Di's cold voice spoke again.

"Your Majesty, think twice!!"

Xia Yuanji hurriedly spoke again.

"Someone will send Xia Yuanji to prison!"

Facing Xia Yuanji's words, Zhu Di was also very simple, as soon as he opened his mouth, two guards stepped forward and dragged Xia Yuanji away.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing Xia Yuanji being dragged away, an official hurriedly spoke.

"Drag it out and cut it!"

It's just that his words haven't fallen yet, and Zhu Di waved his hand.

The simple words made the official completely dumbfounded, and the crown prince Zhu Gaochi, who was kneeling on the ground, was a little helpless, and he also wanted to scold the stupid, Xia Yuanji's own father would not do anything, and others dared to come forward, that was really looking for death.

"Retreat, I'm tired!"

Zhu Di spoke calmly.

One by one, they lowered their heads, and could only follow the words of the eunuch and left the hall.

It wasn't until they all left the hall that Zhu Di couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

There were some things he didn't know, but he had a reason why he had to send troops.

He needed to prove to the world that he was more suitable to be emperor than that stupid nephew, and he also had to remove the obstacles of the steppe for future generations, and he also had to send troops to suppress all kinds of problems in the court.

"Buzz!"

Gently touching his forehead, a ripple spreads.

The golden pages appeared directly on top of his bookcase, and the joint of his right hand accidentally touched it.

"Ding, the emperor's chat group is on!"

"This group, in order to select the first emperor of the ages!!"

The sound of a machine is not like a human voice.

All of a sudden, Zhu Di was scared.

"Who?"

"What the hell, get out!"

Zhu Di's voice sounded, which immediately alarmed the guards outside, and countless people rushed in with hula, but there was no one in the entire Taihe Palace.

But Zhu Di's expression was stunned.

Because it's in his head.

A strange thing opened.

At the same time, streams of information poured directly into his memory, making him understand what was going on in an instant.

"System?"

"The First Emperor of the Ages?"

Although Zhu Di doesn't quite understand the system and what the chat group is, he understands the terms behind it, the first emperor through the ages, he seems to be, or rather, at least he has qualifications.

And this moment undoubtedly made Zhu Di excited.

The First Emperor of the Ages, this is the First Emperor of the Ages, even if it is just the qualifications, it is enough to make people excited.

It's just that after being excited, Zhu Di's heart immediately panicked.

At least he felt that he shouldn't be as powerful as his own father at the moment, and his own father didn't come in, so why did he come in.

And in this kind of panic.

It quickly turned into action.

He hesitated for a moment, then his thoughts turned into words and appeared on them.

"Excuse me, is Zhu Di the first emperor of the ages?"

Zhu Di's text was issued, and he couldn't help but become more nervous.

And obviously there are only him and Jiang Chen in the group at this moment, Jiang Chen has fallen into sleep, and naturally no one can respond to him.

Seeing that no one responded to the message for a long time, Zhu Di was ready to send a text again.

But after thinking about it, he still held it back, and began to wait quietly.

Meanwhile.

Great Song.

In 1279, the second year of Song Xiangxing, the sea of Guangzhou was already tense, and the huge ships covered the whole picture one after another, which was the most vast naval battle since the birth of mankind.

It was also the first violent collision between civilization and barbarism.

In the established trajectory.

Just ten days later, the largest and most tragic naval battle in ancient human history was about to break out, just like the Battle of Salami in the Greco-Persian Wars, which would determine the fate of civilization.

On one side of him is the invincible Mongolian army from the steppe, with a generation of Tianjiao Genghis Khan, and on the other side is the Great Song Dynasty that has long been coming to an end.

This war that has lasted for half a century is coming to an end.

On the sea.

The fleet of the Great Song Dynasty also seemed to feel the arrival of the apocalypse.

Even with the experience of Chibi, at this moment, the Song army still firmly bound the warships together with ropes, surrounding the little emperor and Taihou at the core.

Above the huge dragon ship.

Even Zhao Hao, who was only seven years old, could feel a trace of panic.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Hao's mind.

"Ding, the emperor's chat group is on!"

"This group will select the first emperor of the ages."

The sound of a machine is not like a human voice.

The next moment, Zhao Yu only felt a flower in front of him, and then an illusory screen appeared.

And lines of text suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Where is this?"

The sudden appearance of the picture made the young Zhao Hao a little curious.

And in the midst of this curiosity, the text quickly transforms and uploads to the unreal screen.

(What is the historical regret, it is the Americas that Zheng He did not arrive in when he went to the Western Ocean, did not open the Age of Discovery, the Qin Dynasty established by the old Qin people for 500 years collapsed within 14 years, it is the tragedy of 100,000 soldiers and civilians jumping into the sea and martyrdom in the Battle of Yashan, it is a fire in Chibi is the ideal that the autumn wind blows away in Wuzhangyuan, it is the Ming army buried in the yellow sand of Tumubao, it is the hero who saved the Ming Dynasty but can't save himself, it is the island people who ridiculed the cliff mountain after the **, and there is no Huaxia after the death of the Ming Dynasty.) ）