A Ray of Hope, the Big Shot Meng Yi

A Ray of Hope, the Big Shot · Meng Yi

According to the incomplete wild history records of the Fictional Wild History Organization's History Department, among the two parties involved in the historical anecdote "King Wen of Zhou Pulls a Cart for Eight Hundred Steps," "King Wen of Zhou" was actually a kidney-deficient man.

"King Wen of Zhou" had been panting and gasping his way through the first four hundred steps, then frantically dragged himself through the second four hundred like Curry, resulting in the Zhou Dynasty, which had lasted eight hundred years, splitting into the Eastern and Western Zhou. The later it got, the less human it looked.

Things were different today. "King Wen of Zhou," who had nothing to worry about, was full of vigor, while "Jiang Ziya," whose future looked bleak, was instead somewhat reluctant to get on the cart.

"How could this old man tremble?!"

"Jiang Ziya" regained his composure and firmly refused to admit that he had been even slightly cowardly just now. If he illustrated it with his fingers, it would be a fingertip universe capable of driving the Great Han Underworld Kingdom into total despair.

"Good! Good!"

"King Wen of Zhou" seemed relieved. He still needed "Jiang Ziya" to help take the blame.

Today, "Jiang Ziya" had to get into this black cart, whether he wanted to or not!

What went around came around. "Civilization Dao Struggle: Zhou" had sheltered "Jiang Ziya" for so long; after raising an army for a thousand days, one had to use it for a moment. "Jiang Ziya's" personal wishes were irrelevant.

"King Wen, your situation isn't easy either. Have you read a wild history account from the Fictional Wild History Organization's History Department?"

"Jiang Ziya" flicked his sleeve. His old friend's joker attitude really made his blood