Chapter 1: As a Boss, I Actually Transmigrated!

“Little brat, how dare you accept the talent recruitment order issued by the Supreme Emperor? Have you lived long enough to be so reckless?”

Hearing the angry roar beside him, Shen Lang slowly raised his head and looked toward the source of the voice.

In sight was an elderly man with white hair, clad in armor, glaring at him with fury.

Several men and women in ancient attire stood beside the old man, whispering and pointing at him.

Glancing at the bronze token in his hand, Shen Lang nodded with satisfaction.

“This immersive experience at the Great Song Martial Arts City is indeed impressive,” he thought.

“Not only are the actors’ performances on point, but simply accepting a talent recruitment order can trigger subsequent plot developments—truly well done!”

With this in mind, Shen Lang decided not to continue his covert inspection.

He immediately addressed the white-haired elder and the others, “Comrades, you’ve all worked hard. I am very pleased with your performance. You needn’t concern yourselves with me any further—feel free to disperse!”

Having said that, Shen Lang was about to weave through the crowd and head toward the leadership office here to formally commend their achievements.

However, before he could take two steps, his collar was grabbed by the white-haired elder.

“Little brat, even now you still spout nonsense. Are you trying to kill me with anger?”

Tsk—

Seeing the elder still playing his role, Shen Lang grew annoyed.

Although he had only been transferred here less than a month ago, he had already held meetings with the leaders of various scenic spots in Bianliang City.

By normal work protocol, the leader in charge of the Great Song Martial Arts City should have organized the staff to study his directives.

Clearly, this white-haired elder did not recognize him.

This meant the leadership here had failed to implement the meeting’s spirit.

Immediately, Shen Lang’s expression turned stern.

“Let go at once. Then have Shen Canghai come see me immediately!”

A hush fell over the crowd at this command.

The white-haired elder named Shen Canghai trembled with rage.

“Little brat, I think you’ve truly lost your mind!”

“Someone, bring me my Panlong Staff! Today, I will personally beat this little brat to death, lest the prestige of the Shen family be ruined by him!”

Swish!

At Shen Canghai’s fierce command, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared beside him, with three longswords strapped to his back, handing over a long staff.

What the hell?!

What’s going on here?!

Instant teleportation?

While Shen Lang was still baffled, a series of alert sounds rang out in his mind.

【Ding, host detected in crisis. The Supreme Poisoner System is activating!】

【Please wait…】

Damn it, this is a system?!

Could it be that I’ve transmigrated?!

Watching the flash of memory fragments in his mind, Shen Lang’s face darkened to the extreme.

He realized this was not the Great Song Martial Arts City.

Instead, this was a cultivation world where Qi refinement was as common as dogs, and Foundation Establishment cultivators roamed everywhere.

The old man in front of him was Shen Canghai, the Duke Protector of the Great Qin Empire.

And he himself was Shen Lang, the infamous prodigal and wastrel of the Great Qin Empire.

Three months ago, the Supreme Emperor Shenshao had passed her Heavenly Tribulation, wiping out the former ruler and ascending the throne with unrivaled power.

But having never learned how to govern, since her ascension the Great Qin Empire had been beset by internal and external troubles.

To address these issues, the Supreme Emperor issued a talent recruitment order, summoning the finest minds across the land to seek strategies for governance.

The original Shen Lang had intended to accept the order to please his fiancée.

But before he could even act, Shen Lang himself had transmigrated into this body.

He thought he was simply playing a scripted murder mystery game.

Foolishly, he accepted the recruitment order!

Thinking of the Supreme Emperor’s ruthless elimination of over a hundred pretenders within three months, cold sweat broke out on Shen Lang’s forehead.

Especially as Shen Canghai approached with a dark expression.

He immediately went all out: “Old man, I didn’t accept the recruitment order on a whim.”

“It’s for the Shen family’s revival!”

Shen Canghai’s face was cold: “You’ve said that 3,687 times since you were a child. If I believed you, I’d be a fool!”

Shen Lang was startled by this.

Not wanting to be beaten to death right after transmigrating, he switched tactics quickly: “Old man, are you trying to kill me?”

“Trying to kill you?” Shen Canghai’s aura exploded terrifyingly. “What nonsense! If you don’t come up with a reasonable explanation, I’ll beat you to death!”

Seeing the ground cracked by Shen Canghai’s Panlong Staff, Shen Lang swallowed hard and went all in:

“My father, Shen Congyun, refined Qi at three, established Foundation at five, reached Golden Core at thirty—but he’s dead.”

“My second uncle, Shen Mo, was even more talented, reaching Golden Core at twenty-six—but he’s dead too!”

“My elder brother, Shen Chen, hailed as the greatest genius of the Great Qin Empire, is also dead!”

“Grandpa, can you really protect me?”

Boom!

In just four sentences, Shen Canghai staggered back several paces.

His aged face showed disbelief.

Seeing he had bought some time, Shen Lang continued patiently:

“Grandpa, the Shen family is at the brink of extinction.”

“Within the Great Qin Empire, no one but the Supreme Emperor can help us survive this crisis.”

“I’ve reached the edge of the cliff—there’s no choice!”

“You…”

Shen Canghai was shocked.

He looked at Shen Lang incredulously.

He couldn’t believe his grandson could speak with such depth.

He realized Shen Lang was likely pretending.

Clenching his fist, he said, “Though that may be, the Supreme Emperor wants strategists who can govern and stabilize the nation!”

“You’re an illiterate who hasn’t even studied at the private school for two years—what right do you have to be a national strategist?”

Shen Lang remained calm: “Not attending private school doesn’t mean I lack the ability to govern and stabilize.”

“Grandpa, have you ever heard of a strategic planner?”

“A strategic planner? What’s that?” Shen Canghai looked puzzled.

Shen Lang thought for a moment and said gravely, “Someone who uses overt strategies, disregarding cost and consequence—a poisoner!”

“A poisoner!” Shen Canghai exclaimed, shocked. “You want to serve His Majesty with poisoner tactics?”

“That’s right.”

Drawing on the original owner’s memories, Shen Lang spoke seriously: “The Great Qin Empire faces constant internal and external troubles. Ordinary governance methods no longer work. Only a poisoner can set things right!”

Seeing Shen Lang’s earnest expression, Shen Canghai found himself at a loss for rebuttal.

After all, the Great Qin Empire did need drastic measures to stabilize.

But could Shen Lang really pull it off?

Just then, a sweet voice sounded from behind Shen Canghai:

“Grandpa Shen, can I say a few words to Shen Lang?”

Hearing this, Shen Lang turned to look in the direction of the voice.

At a glance, his eyes lit up.

The speaker was none other than his fiancée, Huang Yiyi.

Look at her figure and demeanor—far superior to those second-tier minor celebrities from his previous life.

Maybe this transmigration wasn’t such a bad deal after all!

With that thought, Shen Lang stepped forward with a smile: “Yiyi, what do you want to say?”

“I want to break off our engagement!”