Chapter 108: Obtaining Ten Billion Huaxia Coins, Ownership of the Seaside Building

The sky screen shows the peasant army with heads wrapped in yellow sashes surging like a tide, war flames sweeping across the provinces.

Although the Yellow Turbans were suppressed, the regional governors and prefects each held their own armies, and imperial edicts never left Luoyang.

Finally, the scene freezes on Dong Zhuo leading the Western Liang Iron Cavalry into Luoyang, deposing and installing an emperor, and burning the palace in a horrific tableau.

"Yellow Turban uprising… Dong Zhuo entering the capital… the world in chaos… the Eastern Han effectively perished…"

Liu Che stared at the endless beacon fires and the collapsing state, feeling as if ten thousand arrows pierced his heart; he staggered backward, was steadied by Wei Qing, and did not fall.

It's over, completely over.

He, Liu Che, spent his life waging wars and expanding territories, all for the everlasting prosperity of the Great Han.

But his unfilial descendants have ruined the empire to this point!

The peasant uprisings, warlord fragmentation, treacherous ministers… he seemed to see the towering Great Han utterly collapse in his descendants' hands, turning into scorched earth.

Wei Qing and Huo Qubing had tears in their eyes, their hearts filled with grief, anger, and helplessness.

Your Majesty, a hero all his life, yet must watch helplessly as future generations desecrate the realm; such suffering is utterly cruel!

Liu Bang fell silent, watching the chaotic scene on the sky screen.

After a long while, he slammed a hard fist onto the desk and cursed, "These unfilial descendants! They have ruined a fine empire into this mess."

"The Yellow Turban uprising… the common folk rebel because they cannot survive! And Dong Zhuo, a treacherous minister! Despicable! Worth killing!"

Ying Zheng's gaze was deep: "Water can carry a boat, but also capsize it. When popular resentment boils, the state will overturn."

"This Liu Hong personally ignited the flames that burned the Eastern Han."

Li Shimin sighed, "When officials oppress, the people rebel; this has been true since antiquity."

"The Yellow Turbans' uprising made the world's chaos irreparable. Even capable ministers and good generals cannot reverse fate."

"This Liu Hong, his crimes are immense."

Wei Zheng said solemnly, "Your Majesty! The people are the foundation of the state; a solid foundation ensures peace."

"Our Great Tang should learn from history, lighten taxes and levies, soothe the people; that is the way to lasting peace."

Cheng Yaojin clicked his tongue, "What a bunch, the common folk all wrapped in yellow sashes rebel—what desperation drove them? This emperor is truly a master of courting death."

Zhu Yuanzhang watched, his heart trembling with fear,

"We rebel because we cannot survive; this Liu Hong forced everyone in the world to become like me, Zhu! Deserved!"

Zhu Di also felt a deep shock: popular strength is like a flood; channel it and it benefits, block it and it bursts; a ruler without virtue brings about his own ruin.

The end of the Eastern Han.

Countless gaunt, yellow‑faced peasants hid in dilapidated huts and fields, secretly watching the sky screen.

When they saw "selling offices and titles", "palace markets", "overusing eunuchs", "party‑clamping calamities", the numbness in their eyes gradually turned to anger.

"So… so our emperor is like this…"

"Officials are bought; can they not be greedy?"

"The palace holds markets and revelry, caring nothing for our lives."

"The good officials were arrested; the rest are eunuch‑party henchmen!"

"The Yellow Turban army… they are brothers forced to the brink of survival!"

Whispers turned gradually into suppressed roars.

The sky screen's revelation was like a fire, igniting the long‑suppressed fury and despair in their hearts.

So the source of all this suffering was that utterly absurd emperor in the palace.

Though they dared not speak aloud, the seeds of hatred had already been deeply sown.

Their gaze toward Luoyang was filled with venomous resentment.

Looking at their equally suffering companions, a different glint appeared in their eyes.

【Summary: Emperor Ling Liu Hong, with his ultimate absurdity, proved that a single emperor's stupidity can destroy a century‑long empire.】

He is the "key figure" of the Eastern Han's decline and fall, and undeniably a "negative example."

The sky screen delivered the final verdict.

In the scene, the once‑glorious Eastern Han Luoyang Imperial City dimmed gradually amid the smoke of war.

Liu Hong stood dazed amid the wreckage of the Western Garden Market; when the sky screen manifested, the palace staff had already fled in terror.

Looking at the sky screen's summary of his life, hearing the remarks "key figure" and "negative example," he recalled the earlier display of the Yellow Turban uprising, Dong Zhuo's chaos, and the world's turmoil…

A massive wave of terror and cold instantly engulfed him.

He had thought they were merely harmless, even clever "small hobbies" and "minor tricks", never expecting that the consequences would be so severe!

Fall of the nation! Chaos! He became an eternal sinner, a negative example!

"No… it's not like that… I… I only…"

Liu Hong tried to defend himself, but found any words powerless before the iron‑like "future".

His legs gave way, he slumped to the ground, trembling all over like a winnowing sieve, his earlier "momentum" in denouncing the sky screen gone.

Zhang Rang scrambled over, trying to help him, but was shoved aside by him.

"Get out! All of you, get out of my sight!!"

Liu Hong screamed hysterically, fear, remorse, shame intertwining, nearly breaking him.

Yet, it was all too late.

Ranking sixth on the list of dim‑witted monarchs, Emperor Ling Liu Hong, with his textbook‑level incompetence and a series of jaw‑dropping absurd actions, "rightfully" claimed a spot on the list, destined to be reviled for ages.

Meanwhile, in the modern era.

In the Jiangcheng villa, Gu Shanhe stretched lazily and rose from his computer.

The continuous high‑intensity editing and publishing left him exhilarated yet undeniably weary.

He suddenly recalled that he hadn't collected the system's rewards in a long time.

"System, let me claim all the previous rewards," Gu Shanhe silently thought.

【Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received the following reward: ten hundred million Huaxia Coins (automatically credited to the host's bank account number xxxx, and the source is legal, please feel free to use it).】

Gu Shanhe hurriedly took out his phone and opened the banking app.

When he saw the long string of dizzying zeros in the balance, even though he had mentally prepared, he couldn't help his heart race and his breathing quicken.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten‑thousands, hundred‑thousands, millions, ten‑millions, hundred‑millions, billions!

A full ten hundred million! Just lying quietly in his account.

He had money before, but compared with the scale of ten hundred million, it was a world apart.

【Congratulations, host, you have received a sports car worth 50 million, a Bugatti Veyron (the key and related purchase documents have been automatically placed into the first nightstand in your bedroom).】

Gu Shanhe briskly walked into his bedroom and opened the first nightstand.

Inside lay quietly a sci‑fi‑styled, sleek key, along with a whole thick set of purchase documents, title deeds, and so on.

Bugatti Veyron! A man's dream ride, fifty million, now all his.

He seemed to already hear the engine's roar and feel the wind‑blasting thrust.

【Congratulations, host, you have received approximately 6.6 billion in value of 100% equity of the Seaside Building (all related materials have been placed in the second nightstand in the host's bedroom).】

Gu Shanhe's hand trembled a bit as he opened the second nightstand.

Inside was an even heavier stack of documents.

Equity transfer agreement, building title deed, architectural blueprints, years of financial statements, property data… a thick pile.

He recalled that when inventorying the Heroes List before, the System rewarded him with the Wang Villa in Building 1 of this tower, which at the time already seemed sky‑high priced.

He didn't expect that this time the System directly gave him the entire Seaside Building.

From a single‑unit owner to the owner of the whole building!

What does that mean? It means that just the rent alone is an astronomical figure.

Moreover, it means that Gu Shanhe has now entered the ranks of top‑tier billionaires, possessing fixed assets and cash flow unimaginable to ordinary people.

The Seaside Building is one of Jiang City's landmark structures! Now, it bears Gu's name!

Gu Shanhe took several deep breaths, trying to calm his excitement.

He looked at the ten‑hundred‑million balance on his phone, the car key on the nightstand, and the building documents, a dream‑like unreality washing over him, followed by an immense sense of solidity and excitement.

With this capital, he can do more of what he wants, produce higher‑quality videos, and enjoy life even more.

Of course, the inventory of the Fool King List must continue.

Such an interesting thing that brings such rich returns—why not!

He sat back at his computer, looking at the already edited material for the next video, a spark flashing in his eyes.

He wonders which "talent" will next "ascend" onto the Fool King List.

And how will people throughout the ages react?

He truly is getting more and more excited…