To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

The carriage sped wildly along the bumpy official road.

Each tremor aggravated the wound in Zhang Fan's chest.

This triggered a sharp, piercing pain.

His face was deathly pale, his lips were cracked, and the excruciating pain in his chest nearly made him faint.

But Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.

There was no pain in those scarlet eyes, only a chilling killing intent.

With trembling hands, he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

I swiped the screen and dialed the number.

……

Bureau 749, the highest command center.

The piercing alarm sounded again.

When Zhang Fan's phone rang.

Zhu Feng practically lunged forward to answer the phone!

"Comrade Zhang Fan! How are you?"

"What happened?"

Zhu Feng's voice was extremely anxious!

"Commander..."

Zhang Fan clenched his teeth in pain, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He pressed hard on the wound in his chest as he spoke in a hoarse voice.

I briefly recounted everything that had just happened!

"I...I killed Fan Xun, the Commandant of Xianyang!"

"I'm going back to the palace now!"

"Go and apologize!"

boom!!!

There was an instant, deathly silence on the other end of the phone!

next second!

"What?"

Zhu Feng was somewhat shocked!

The entire command center of Bureau 749 instantly erupted into chaos!

"Comrade Zhang Fan! He...he killed a high-ranking official of the imperial court?!"

"This...this is a capital offense!"

"What should we do now?"

Everyone was shocked by Zhang Fan's madness!

"immediately!"

"Immediately activate the highest level of response!!"

Zhu Feng roared at the entire command center!

He suddenly paused, then nervously asked into the microphone,

"Comrade Zhang Fan! Are you...are you injured?!"

"A minor injury!"

Zhang Fan's voice was understated.

But it made Zhu Feng's heart sink suddenly on the other end of the phone.

"Stop talking nonsense! Send the first aid kit over immediately! Hurry!"

Zhu Feng turned around abruptly and shouted to the logistics team.

"yes!"

……

Inside the bumpy carriage.

Zhang Fan only saw a flash of white light before his eyes, and then a white first aid kit with a red cross printed on it.

They appeared out of thin air inside the carriage.

He glanced at his phone screen.

Current battery level: 1940%

Sending a first aid kit consumed 100% of the battery.

This 2000 units of electricity was obtained by killing Zhao Gao and planting potatoes over the past few months.

Zhang Fan didn't have time to think much.

Gritting his teeth, he tore open the clothes on his chest that were soaked with blood.

That deep, bone-revealing wound was gruesome and terrifying!

He took out disinfectant alcohol and poured it heavily onto the wound.

"hiss!"

The intense stinging pain made his whole body tremble violently.

My back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Fortunately, I learned first aid in a university elective course.

Zhang Fan clumsily treated the wound and wrapped it with bandages.

……

Meanwhile, the think tank of Bureau 749 was in an uproar.

"This is bad! This is a complete disaster!"

"Killing a high-ranking official of the imperial court is an indisputable capital offense under Qin law!"

"And there's a potato pilot program!"

"Such a huge incident occurred, two villages were massacred, who will bear the responsibility?"

"In the end, it will definitely come down to Comrade Zhang Fan!"

"The pressure on the First Emperor must be immense. How are we going to explain this to the entire court? This is a dead end!"

The experts argued heatedly, but couldn't come up with a perfect solution!

Just then.

On the phone came Zhang Fan's hoarse yet incredibly calm voice.

"Commander!"

"I...I have a plan."

"I need the country to send something else over."

Zhu Feng was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"Something... that can bring all the truth to light!"

Zhang Fan's voice suddenly turned icy cold.

"I want... a large projector!"

boom!

Projector?

Zhu Feng understood instantly!

He already knew what Zhang Fan was going to do!

But Zhang Fan's boldness still made me a little nervous.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhu Feng excitedly exclaimed "Good!" three times. "Comrade Zhang Fan! Go for it! The country will fully support you!"

He turned abruptly and roared at everyone:

"Everyone! Prepare immediately!"

"Send over the biggest, brightest, and highest-definition projector in our inventory!!"

……

Inside the carriage.

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhang Fan tapped on the familiar blue app on his phone.

[Newbie]

He stretched out his blood-stained finger and pressed the "Receive" button heavily!

Om-!

A blinding white light erupted once again!

A huge black metal box appeared out of nowhere in the narrow carriage!

Zhang Fan glanced at his phone's battery level.

Current battery level: 1540%

Teleporting this behemoth consumed a full 400% of the battery!

But it was worth it!

Zhang Fan stared at the black box, and the flames of revenge rekindled in his lifeless eyes!

He leaned against the carriage and slowly closed his eyes.

"They treat human life like dirt!"

"Then let me! I'll splatter blood all over the faces of you powerful and wealthy!"

The carriage broke through the darkness before dawn.

They brought corpses, prisoners, and Zhang Fan.

They sped off towards Xianyang Palace!

……

at the same time.

Inside Zhangtai Palace.

Ying Zheng, who had not slept all night, had a face so gloomy it could drip water.

Just now, a secret report from the Black Ice Guard was delivered to his desk.

The potato-producing village was massacred!

Zhang Fan is seriously injured!

He killed Fan Xun, the magistrate of Xianyang, on the spot!

Every word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking his heart hard!

"Well... well, what a powerful and influential family!"

"What a fine example of the former tribes of the six kingdoms!"

"That Zhang Fan is quite something! So unreliable!"

Ying Zheng slammed his fist on the dragon table.

He actually smashed the hard bronze table, leaving a fist-sized dent!

He never expected that Zhang Fan would dare to openly murder a high-ranking official of the imperial court!

If this matter isn't handled properly!

Even I can't save him!

The worst outcome... would be for Zhang Fan to fake his death and escape!

With that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated.

"Issue my decree!"

Ying Zheng's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

"From this moment forward, seal off all four gates of Xianyang! No one may enter or leave without my imperial tally!"

"Move 30,000 elite troops from the Northern Army camp to Xianyang, and impose martial law throughout the city!"

"Furthermore, summon all officials in the capital to court immediately!"

"I want to see just how many monsters and demons will step forward today!"

……

5:00 AM (卯时).

Xianyang Palace.

Kylin Hall.

Before dawn, the enormous palace was already filled with civil and military officials.

The atmosphere was incredibly oppressive!

Everyone lowered their heads, silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to even breathe.

They could clearly sense that the emperor on the dragon throne today was filled with terrifying rage.

The oppressive aura made their legs feel weak even when they were standing.

"Speak if you have something to report; otherwise, the court may adjourn!"

The eunuch's shrill voice broke the deathly silence.

The voice just fell.

"My lord, I have a report to report!"

Imperial Censor Feng Yuan was the first to step forward from the queue!

He held the jade tablet in his hands.

His face was filled with grief and indignation, and his voice was impassioned!

"Your Majesty! I have heard that a village piloting the potato program was brutally massacred last night!"

"Five villages, hundreds of people, not a single survivor!"

"Rivers of blood flowed; it was an utterly horrific tragedy!"

"Not only that! Rumors are spreading throughout and around Xianyang!"

"Everyone says that potatoes are an ominous thing sent down from heaven, angering the heavens, which is why this disaster has been brought down!"

"The people are filled with anxiety, and the foundation of the nation is crumbling!"

"This is a tragedy unprecedented in the history of our Great Qin Dynasty!"

At this point, Feng Yuan's voice suddenly rose.

"And the mastermind behind all of this is none other than that fiend—Zhang Fan!"

"It's him! Spreading rumors and misleading His Majesty!"

"Forcibly promoting this ominous substance has brought divine retribution!"

"Your Majesty, I beg you with tears in my eyes! Arrest this scoundrel immediately!"

"To uphold justice and punish the guilty! To comfort the souls of the deceased! To appease the people! To give thanks to the world!"

"Your Majesty, please execute Zhang Fan!!!"