Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 683: The Narrative of “The First Emperor”…

His surname is Zhao, and his given name is Zheng.

Anyone who has a little understanding of ancient humanities and history knows that this simple explanation represents a name that is indelible in Chinese history.

Zhao Zheng, also known as Qin Shi Huang, is the Qin Shi Huang that has been passed down from generation to generation.
"Yes, that's right. According to the current regional divisions, the imperial mausoleum in Xi'an Lintong is indeed an empty tomb. It's for the world to see. I can't get away unless I die."

"At least I have lived for many years. I understand the general trend of the world. After a long period of unity, there must be division. China does not need an emperor who is immortal, powerful, and ambitious."

"As long as I am alive, you will always be my subjects!"

In the back seat of the SUV, Zhao Zheng praised himself openly without any shyness.

"Strong, ambitious..."

Wu Xie, who was driving and listening attentively, twitched his mouth. This was indeed true.

Wu Xie is also a historian. If Qin Shi Huang was still alive more than 2,000 years ago, what qualifications would Xiang Yu and Liu Bang have to appear on the stage of history?
However, China has always emphasized moderation and modesty since ancient times. Wu Xie hasn't seen such a person for a long time.

Of course, Zhao Zheng, just because of his identity as Qin Shi Huang, he has the qualifications to be proud!
"Which one, Old Zhao? No, no, it's the First Emperor. You lived for such a long time and even served as an emperor. So..."

"Do you have any unwanted scraps of copper or iron around you? I don't mind it, Fatty. Even if it's your old chamber pot or something, it's fine. Our meeting is fate, so give me some!"

The fat man has always been an extremely pragmatic person. After the initial surprise, the fat man's mind immediately started to work hard.

He is not interested in the truth of history or immortal people!
Although the fat man was not short of money, the greed in his bones made him rub his hands and look back at Zhao Zheng with a smile.

"…According to the culture of your time, are you a pervert? Who would be interested in someone else's chamber pot?"

"Or a same-sex chamber pot?"

Zhao Zheng kept up with the trend of the times. He looked at the fat man with surprise and a bit of disdain. There was no trace of the domineering aura that came from the First Emperor who swept across the world in his expression.

It seems that the domineering First Emperor who said “Eh, eh, it’s all eh!” is not the same person as him.

"Pfft!"

Lan Ting, sitting in Hu Ming's arms, couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle. This "First Emperor" was quite down-to-earth and not difficult to get along with at all.

"Some people are born perverted. Let's stop here with these trivial matters. I have something to ask you."

"I'm curious, when did you, or people like you, start?"

"I mean, how many years have you lived so far? The earliest traces I found were from the beginning of the New Age several thousand years ago."

Wu Xie stopped Fatty's dream of getting rich and carefully considered his choice of words and sentences.

"Thousands of years?"

The "First Emperor" fell into deep thought.

Hu Ming had a vague guess about this.

"I roughly calculated that if ten thousand years is the unit, my companions and I have probably lived on this land for several hundred years, right?" "The time is too long, and I can't remember many things during this period. It is also troublesome to search for memories. I still vaguely remember..."

"That was a very distant and desolate era. There were constant natural disasters and food shortages on the earth. We were the first group to come down from the trees in order to survive."

The First Emperor finally used a tone of vicissitudes and nostalgia that was consistent with his character.

Hundreds of units? The first ones to come down from the trees?
After these words were spoken, even Wu Xie, who was usually calm, couldn't help but be shocked.

Hu Ming narrowed his eyes and did not respond to the words of this "First Emperor"!
"Ah, just as you guessed, modern archaeologists are on the right track, and the origin of humans is indeed a group of ancient apes!"

The First Emperor smiled slightly, as if he had guessed Wu Xie's surprise, and spoke frankly without concealing anything.

"Of course, when we just came down from the tree, my companions and I could not be called human beings. We were just the most primitive monkeys."

"Once upon a time, we came into contact with something special. Our confused minds were awakened overnight, and we gained simple logical thinking abilities."

"Yes, strictly speaking, we are the ancestors of mankind, the true ancestors of mankind! Humans evolved from ancient apes under our guidance."

"It is this special thing that caused us to experience some unexpected changes..."

"Countless years have passed. My companions and I have witnessed the birth and death of the new "humans" of our tribe. Our spouses, descendants, and so on have witnessed all living things dying under the erosion of time."

"It was then that we discovered with horror that that thing not only put us at the forefront of evolution, but also gave us endless life!"

Having said this, Zhao Zheng's tone remained unchanged. Countless years have passed, and the pain that once pierced his heart seems to have faded away without a trace.

For people like them, the length of time is enough to erase all the impressive emotions. No matter how they struggle, what is left in the end is only the lonely world and themselves.

Apart from each other, they have no friends or relatives, and time has mercilessly taken away all their loved ones.

“We are unwilling, we are angry, we beg, we scold the heavens, and then we slowly accept the reality, the pain, the despair, the relief…”

“It was a very long process and a very painful process.”

"During this period, many of my companions could not accept this cruel reality and chose to understand themselves, ending their lives with no end in sight."

"Similarly, some of my companions have lost hope and have been crushed by the cruel reality. Unable to accept such terrible torture, they have completely collapsed mentally and become insane..."

"In today's terms, they began to retaliate against society, using the suffering of others as their own spiritual food and as the motivation to keep themselves alive."

"This is the origin of all the stories about gods and evil gods in history."

The First Emperor's voice was a little low. These ancient memories never made people feel happy or nostalgic.

"Isn't this the thing you're talking about?"

"A few days ago, I split open a statue you left behind and got this little thing from it. Do you mind?"

Hu Ming ignored the complicated emotions of the "First Emperor", an irregular gray-black stone appeared in his palm, and asked lightly.