Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Chu Ze thought about it and felt that Guiguzi's words made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, sir."

"Your Majesty, you are too polite." Guiguzi said with a smile.

After sending Guiguzi away, Chu Ze immediately ordered that the palace be placed under martial law and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

During these forty-nine days, he would practice in seclusion, striving to improve his cultivation to a higher level.

Forty-nine days is neither long nor short.

To Chu Ze, these forty-nine days seemed as long as a century.

He waited anxiously every day, waiting for the moment when the elixir would be refined.

Finally, forty-nine days passed.

Guiguzi came to the imperial study again, holding a jade bottle in his hand.

"Your Majesty, the elixir has been refined." Guiguzi said.

Chu Ze took the jade bottle, opened the stopper, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted into his nose.

He couldn't wait to pour the pill into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

The pill melted in the mouth, turning into a warm current that flowed throughout the body.

Chu Ze felt that his body was full of strength, as if it was about to explode.

He quickly sat cross-legged and began to refine the medicinal power of the elixir.

As time passed, Chu Ze's aura became stronger and stronger, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire palace.

Suddenly, Chu Ze opened his eyes abruptly, and two golden lights shot out from his eyes, illuminating the entire imperial study.

“Hahahaha…” Chu Ze laughed up to the sky, “I finally broke through!”

He stood up, and a powerful aura emanated from him, as if he was a king ruling the world.

"From now on, I am invincible!"

Chu Ze's eyes were full of ambition and domineering. He looked at the sky outside the window with great ambition in his heart.

He wants to unify the entire world in the shortest possible time!

He wants to plant the flag of the Ming Dynasty in every corner of the world!
At this moment, Chu Ze suddenly felt a severe headache and everything in front of him became blurry.

"What's going on?" Chu Ze was shocked.

He quickly sat cross-legged, trying to suppress the severe pain.

However, the pain became more and more intense, as if it was going to tear his head apart.

"what……"

Chu Ze let out a scream and fell to the ground.

He felt his consciousness gradually dissipating, and everything in front of him became dark...

what on earth is it?

Chu Ze felt the world spinning and his consciousness falling into the abyss. The severe pain surged like a tide, hitting his mind wave after wave. He struggled, trying to grab something, but found that everything was in vain.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain gradually subsided and Chu Ze slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was not the familiar imperial study, but an unfamiliar scene: a dilapidated thatched hut, a simple wooden bed, and a faint musty smell in the air.

"I... where am I?" Chu Ze sat up with difficulty, feeling sore and weak all over.

"Dad, you're awake!" a childish voice sounded.

Chu Ze turned his head and saw a ragged little girl standing beside the bed, her big watery eyes full of worry.

"Dad?" Chu Ze was stunned. "When did I have a daughter?" Seeing Chu Ze's bewildered face, the little girl timidly said, "Dad, don't you remember? I am Ling'er."

Ling'er? Chu Ze tried hard to search his memory, but found that his mind was blank. He had no impression of this girl or this place.

Could it be... that I have lost my memory?
Chu Ze was shocked and checked himself quickly, only to find that his dantian was empty. His cultivation that once surpassed the rest of the world was completely gone!
How is this possible? What kind of elixir did Guiguzi give me?
At this moment, a rough voice came from outside the door: "Ling'er, is your father awake? The work in the fields is not finished yet!"

A burly farmer walked in. Seeing that Chu Ze had woken up, he showed a relieved smile on his face: "Dad, you finally woke up! Ling'er and I were so worried!"

"The baby's father?" Chu Ze was even more confused. What on earth was going on?

The farmer walked to the bedside and asked with concern: "Dad, how do you feel? Does your head still hurt?"

Chu Ze shook his head and said, "I... I'm fine."

"It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay." The farmer breathed a sigh of relief. "You were in a coma for three days and three nights, which scared us. The doctor said you were overworked and needed to rest well."

Overworked? Chu Ze sneered in his heart. When do I need to work in the fields as an emperor?
"Ling'er, go and bring your father a bowl of porridge." the farmer ordered.

"Okay." Ling'er responded obediently, turned and walked out of the room.

Looking at Ling'er's thin back, Chu Ze felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

The farmer looked at Chu Ze, sighed, and said, "Dad, I know you feel bad, but we still have to live our lives. Ling'er is still young, we can't let her suffer with us."

Chu Ze felt mixed emotions when he heard the farmer's words. How could he accept that he, as an emperor, had fallen to such a state?

Ling'er came in with a bowl of steaming porridge and handed it to Chu Ze carefully: "Dad, have some porridge."

Chu Ze took the bowl of porridge and looked at the clear rice soup in the bowl, feeling even more bitter.

He used to live a life of luxury and wealth, but now he can only eat such simple meals. The huge gap almost made him collapse.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Ling'er asked with concern when she saw Chu Ze's ugly face.

Chu Ze forced a smile and said, "It's okay, Dad is just a little tired."

He picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it mouthful by mouthful.

Although the porridge tasted bland, it made him feel a long-lost warmth.

Maybe, this is the taste of home.

After Chu Ze finished drinking the porridge, he felt much better. He looked at Ling'er's innocent smile, and an inexplicable sense of responsibility surged in his heart.

No matter what, I must protect this child.

"Ling'er, tell Dad where is this place?" Chu Ze asked.

"Dad, this is Taohua Village." Ling'er said, blinking her big eyes.

Taohua Village? Chu Ze tried hard to recall, but still had no impression.

"Then... who is dad?" Chu Ze asked again.

"Dad, your name is Chu Dashan." Ling'er said.

Chu Dashan? Chu Ze smiled bitterly in his heart. I have become a farmer.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? You seem unhappy." Ling'er sensitively noticed Chu Ze's emotional changes.

Chu Ze touched Ling'er's head and said, "Dad is fine. Dad is just thinking about something."

He looked at Ling'er and swore secretly in his heart, no matter what, I will find the way back and take back everything that belongs to me!
Just then, there was a noise outside the door.

"Chu Dashan, you deadbeat! When will you pay us back the money you owe us?"

A ferocious voice was heard, and then a group of people rushed in.

The leader was a fat man with big ears, followed by several burly men, all of whom looked ferocious and vicious, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not good people. (End of this chapter)