Emperor

Chapter 1 Emperor

The dripping sound of the clepsydra sounded six times, and Li Wuxiang woke up from his sleep. He squinted his eyes and frowned. It took him a while to get used to the light from the long lamp on the wall, and then he slowly sat up from the bed and began to put on the black and yellow dragon robe.

The dragon robe was very worn, the cuffs and hem were torn into strips of cloth, the back and chest were also full of holes, and the material was in tatters. Therefore, he did not dare to exert too much force and carefully put it on his body.

Then he walked to the door and stood by the rough stone wall, waiting patiently. After about ten breaths, an iron plate on the wall bounced open, and two fist-sized black dumplings rolled out. Li Wuxiang asked himself to make an expression of eagerness and joy, couldn't wait to catch them, and took a bite immediately.

Dry, astringent, slightly salty. It was mixed with grains, dried meat, minced vegetables, and maybe some medicinal herbs, making it difficult to swallow. But he forced himself to eat one of them in big gulps, and then he lay down beside the stone pool and took a few sips of the slightly fishy-smelling water.

This is his breakfast.

Next it’s time to go to court in the morning.

He pushed the door open and walked out, passing through a long and narrow dark stone corridor and entering another stone room. The stone chamber is quite spacious, but has no doors or windows. There are also burning lamps on the walls. At the north end of the stone chamber, there was a Nine Dragon throne carved from granite. Li Wuxiang slowly walked over and sat on the throne.

Now, he can see his civil and military officials in this golden palace.

They were two rows of dry bones, short and slender, which looked like they had once belonged to children or teenagers. They stretched from the stone steps of the throne into the darkness in the distance that could not be illuminated by the ever-burning lamp. The clothes on the bones were also in decay, and there were black stains on the clothes and bones. These were the traces left after the body rotted, decomposed, and dried in the shade after death.

"If you have something to do, leave the court." Li Wuxiang said feebly, then sat back on the stone chair and stared at them.

He heard no response. The withered bones were also staring at him with dark eye sockets. The stone room was extremely quiet, except for the occasional popping sound when the ever-burning lamp was burning.

But he did not leave in a hurry, but continued to sit upright, staring blankly at the officials in front of him and the darkness in the distance.

He had to sit like this for a full two hours before he could leave the throne to walk around a little and rest. For a time traveler who had just taken over this body more than ten days ago, this process was quite difficult, but he told himself that if he wanted to survive, he had to adapt.

Because he was very sure that somewhere in the darkness, there was someone or something observing him.

Today is the eleventh day since Li Wuxiang came to this body, and it is also the first day that he finally got rid of the risk of going crazy and losing his mind.

The first time he woke up in this body, he almost went crazy. It's not because the original owner of the body is a lunatic or has any intellectual disability, but because his memory and worldview are extremely weird and crazy.

In the original owner's understanding, he was an emperor, the sixteenth emperor of a dynasty called "Daye", and his name was "Li Wuxiang". The Great Cause rules the entire world, and the "entire world" refers to four rooms - the "bedroom" where he sleeps, the two large bedrooms where a hundred "civil and military officials" live, and the current room where he lives. There is a Jinluan Hall and a toilet.

This is the world he knows. There are only one hundred and one people in the world including him... No, there is another god - in the deepest memory of him and his civil and military officials, there was a third god. One hundred and two people, educating them on age, dignity, language, and torture on those who do not abide by the order of this "world".

When they all learned how to take their place properly, the "god" disappeared. For the next ten or more years, one hundred and one people have been living in this world composed of four doorless and windowless stone rooms. Food is rolled out from behind the iron walls every day. Two dumplings "given by God" and water seeping from the stone wall.

The original owner only had the most basic language ability and mastered very few vocabulary. What he did every day was extremely monotonous: eating, coming to the Jinluan Hall to announce his presence in court, sitting in meditation, taking a short rest, continuing to sit in meditation, and then sleeping.

Therefore, after traveling into such a body, such memory, worldview, and thinking ability almost immediately shattered his sanity. It took him about three days to barely regain the concept of "self" and regain his consciousness. It took seven days to gradually distinguish "self" from the "original owner" and establish a normal way of thinking.

But almost all the memories about the real him turned into mush in his head. He couldn't even remember his own name, so he could only continue to call himself "Li Wuxiang".

And now, there is another problem - according to the memory of the original owner, Li Wuxiang is very sure that the 102nd person, that "god", has been observing this small world called Daye from beginning to end, and is in the process of In the past year, it started killing everyone here.

Even now, he should be watching me somewhere.

Li Wuxiang breathed out gently, letting his eyes continue to maintain a stupid blankness. At the same time, he moved his body slightly and let his eyes quickly pass through every corner of the stone room.

Almost all of the withered bones in front of him died of cannibalism. Because since a year ago, the food given by the "god" has been gradually decreasing, and only the "emperor's" room will occasionally have dumplings and water. The original owner is smarter than his "hundred officials", and the "god" left them with respect and hierarchy in their hearts. Therefore, when everyone killed each other and died, only the emperor survived.

The original owner didn't seem to understand the concept of "death". He rearranged the corpses on the throne and let them rot. At the same time, he continued to repeat what he had done every day for more than ten years. Until a month ago, no food rolled out of his room.

The original owner should have starved to death in this way.

In recent days, Li Wuxiang has made some intermittent guesses about his situation.

He initially thought that this might be a large-scale social experiment. In his original world, some ancient kings wanted to find out whether "language" would spontaneously emerge, so they placed babies in an isolated environment and did not allow anyone to communicate with them to observe the results.

But no one has ever been so crazy as to lock one hundred and one people in such a small space for more than ten years.

Yes, more than ten years - there is no concept of time here, and there is no change of day and night. Li Wuxiang can only piece together some clues from the original owner's memory: the original owner had a wet dream about three years ago, which means that he has entered puberty.

That is why Li Wuxiang feels that there may be supernatural powers in the world where these four stone chambers are located.

The evidence is the other dumpling he is still holding in his hand.

He pretended to want to take another bite and looked down at the thing. It looks like it was steamed, with a very bad texture and taste. Occasionally, you can eat small stones, and the dried meat and vegetable pieces inside are also of different sizes. But it is this kind of thing that can allow more than a hundred teenagers who have been trapped in a dark room for a long time, lacking light and fruit, to grow relatively healthy to their teens, which means that this food can provide extremely balanced nutrition.

Both supernatural powers and super high technical levels can do this, but the food made by the latter will never be as rough as it is now, completely ignoring taste.

Another piece of evidence is the wall. Li Wuxiang cast his eyes on the wall and the ground. There were obvious traces of chiseling on the rough stone wall - but in the world he came from, this kind of stone can be cut quite smoothly.

However, there is still a question left:

Why did the "god" choose their identities, establish their superiority and inferiority, and let them form a deformed and weird little society, but discipline them to repeat the same life pattern day after day? This is completely contrary to the purpose of the "social experiment", but more like...

Li Wuxiang slightly tensed his body and took a breath. An idea inexplicably popped out from the depths of his disturbed memory -

Some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

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