Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

What else could it be but a freebie they're coming to give themselves?

Thinking of this, Qin Yu hurriedly pulled out a cigarette, scurried forward, and presented it to his ancestor, smiling obsequiously:

"Grandpa, have one, as a tribute from your great-great-great-grandson."

Upon seeing this, the Emperor Qin was immediately puzzled:

"What is this?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu chuckled and explained:

"Ancestor, you had a hard life back then. You've never seen such a treasure. This thing is called Hua Zi. Light it with a lighter, put it in your mouth, and take a puff. It's so awesome."

What is a lighter?

The Emperor Qin was completely dumbfounded.

This plot isn't what he expected.

Logically speaking, after his identity was revealed, shouldn't this great-great-great-grandson kneel down in fear and kowtow, and then listen to him respectfully? Why the hell is he coming right up to me and asking me to smoke some kind of cigarette?

Seeing the bewildered look on Qin Huang's face, Qin Yu knew this couldn't be explained in a short time, so he simply said:

"Grandpa, don't worry about it. Just trust me. You'll know once you take a puff. It's so great!"

Feeling that he shouldn't let his own descendants harm him, Qin Huang put the cigarette into his mouth with some skepticism. Immediately, Qin Yu, who was standing nearby, respectfully took out a lighter and lit it for him.

Qin Shi Huang simply inhaled...

The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if he were floating on air.

"hiss!?"

The Emperor Qin couldn't help but take a few more deep drags, then used his fingers to remove the cigarette from his mouth, exhaled a large smoke ring, and showed a look of satisfaction.

"Whoo~~~"

"Ancestor, is it good?" Qin Yu asked with a chuckle.

The Emperor Qin nodded in deep agreement and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"This Hua Zi is truly a divine object; you've put a lot of thought into it, lad."

Upon receiving praise from his ancestor, Qin Yu beamed with joy and immediately took out his phone again.

"Oh? What is this?"

Seeing this, the Emperor Qin could not help but ask again.

"Ancestor, this thing is called a cell phone, it's for entertainment."

"For entertainment?"

Qin Huang was taken aback, carefully examined the phone in Qin Yu's hand, and asked with some doubt:

How can we have fun using this little brick?

"You'll see when you look."

Qin Yu grinned, then opened "Honor of Kings" and started a game to demonstrate. Qin Huang's eyes lit up, and his hands were already itching to try it out.

"I think I understand now. Let me try."

"okay."

Qin Yu started a new game and specifically chose the game character Ying Zheng before handing the phone to the Qin Emperor.

“Ancestor, look, there are even game characters in this game modeled after you.”

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the Qin Emperor raised an eyebrow slightly, glanced at the character illustration of Ying Zheng, and then shook his head in dissatisfaction.

"The character is poorly drawn; it doesn't capture my imperial aura."

"Could the aura of a king that our ancestor possessed be drawn by an ordinary person?" Qin Yu said smugly from the side.

Subsequently, the game began, and Qin Huang, controlling the character Ying Zheng, went directly into the enemy jungle at level one, where he was ambushed by five people and successfully gave up the first blood.

The Emperor Qin was immediately enraged:

"Who designed this character for me? Why is it so weak?! With my strength, I should be able to easily annihilate these ants with a wave of my hand!"

"Yes, yes, ancestor, you're right. I'll call the game's planners later and ask them to buff this character," Qin Yu flattered from the side.

But at that moment, his teammates in the game expressed their dissatisfaction with Ying Zheng's early game feeding, and immediately started criticizing him via voice chat:

"Ying Zheng, do you even know how to play? Going into the enemy jungle at level one and getting fucked, what a jerk."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor Qin's face darkened immediately. Under Qin Yu's guidance, he activated the voice chat function and coldly rebuked:

"How dare you! You audacious commoner, you dare to insult me! You have no fear whatsoever!"

"Oh my, you're calling yourself 'the Emperor' now? Seriously, are you brain-dead? Do you really think you're Qin Shi Huang?"

"I am Ying Zheng!"

"Hahaha, if you're Qin Zheng and I'm doing a handstand and having diarrhea, you mountain donkey, you'd better get the hell out of here!"

"presumptuous!"

The Emperor Qin flew into a rage and crushed the phone in his hand into dust with a single blow.

Qin Yu:......