Three days, back to the Warring States period

  Shang Wen felt that he was really done for this time. Every time a weapon research encountered danger, he could always get through safely, but this time. It seemed like he couldn't escape. He's dead, dead.

  Then Shang Wen closed his eyes and waited for death.

  For a very long time, Shang Wen felt that his body still had sensation. He opened his eyes and found himself on a small hillside. The scenery here was not bad. But where was he?

  This is clearly neither hell nor heaven. Shang Wen thought so.

  It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck his brain. Shang Wen exclaimed excitedly, "Could it be that my experiment has succeeded? Has it brought me here?"

  Yes, it must be, the result of my experiment.

  Shang Wen jumped up with great joy. He danced with his hands and feet, humming a little tune. "My experiment was successful, my test was successful! Hurray!"

  After a moment of excitement, I suddenly realized a very serious problem - how was I going to get back. And where was this place anyway?

  Shang Wen looked around and oh dear lord, only then did he realize how difficult his current situation was. Not a single person was in sight.

  "Looking at this place, it doesn't seem like California. Is it Texas or Pennsylvania? But the plants here don't look like either of those places."

  Shang Wen muttered to himself. "No way, I have to get in touch with my rescue team. I'll head back to the lab as soon as possible."

  At this time, suddenly heard a strange sound. Rumbling, what is this sound.

  It seems to have come from the other side of the mountain.

  Curiosity drove Shangwen to walk in that direction. Maybe there's someone over there. Then he can hitch a ride back.

  Arrived on the other side and took a look. Was shocked.

  Shang Wen's eyes widened, his whole body stiffened. His mouth was wide open.

  All at once, squadrons of white cavalry charged against the black infantry squares.

  He was taken aback for a moment and quickly lay down.

  Organizing one's thoughts, this doesn't seem like filming a movie at all.

  Shang Wen patted his chest. Calmed down his emotions. The movie was too realistic. That crew, so generous.

  Everyone was killed like that. Legs were broken. The belly was cut open, and the internal organs flowed all over the ground, but there was still a fierce battle going on. The cries of killing continued unabated.

  Shang Wen climbed over again and took a curious look.

  This time, Shang Wen looked around and didn't see any cameras or director's crew members. Where are the people?

  Look at that group of "film enthusiasts" again. At this time, Shang Wen couldn't help but spit it out.

  "Damn it's too serious. So bloody. People are chopped up like that, it's disgusting." He said and spat again.

  In his constant complaints, Shang Wen felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. He didn't even know himself.

  Forget it, I'd rather leave those freaks behind, film a movie like that and win an Oscar!

  Who knows, mainland Chinese films haven't been nominated for a long time. I reckon this time it can get Best Picture and Best Cinematography. Hehe. Next time let's see if it's as bloody. Too real. Americans will definitely like it.

  At that moment, he felt the ground shaking and it was coming towards him. Shang Wen turned his head to look at the mountain top. Not good. Someone was chasing over. Can't disturb people's filming. Hurry up and hide, hurry up and hide. Saying this, Shang Wen started running towards the woods. This way, he wouldn't disturb their movie shoot.

  When Shang Wen ran to the woods, he was holding onto a big tree with his hands and panting heavily. But at this time, he still felt the ground shaking towards him. Oh my god! I'm going to die! I won't run anymore. I want to see which stupid director arranged this scene.

  He turned his head and was startled. Oh my god. A group of people in black clothes from ancient times were being chased by a group of horse-riding people in white clothes from ancient times. Behind them, some were caught up and killed. This sight scared Shang Wen so much that his legs involuntarily cramped up. His calf muscles twitched. His legs couldn't be opened wide apart.

  When all this happened, he didn't even see the bronze sword in front of him being swung and chopped directly onto Shang Wen's chest. Then, following the force of the swing, he fell into a big pit. Shang Wen's eyes were full of stars and a bit black. His chest felt particularly stuffy and uncomfortable. Then his back felt especially uncomfortable. It hurt!

  Xiang Shangwen coughed a few times. Who the hell is so despicable.

  "Kill!" "Brothers, don't let Qin dog escape." "Kill!" A white-clad cavalry lieutenant-like man charged towards the woods with his sword waving.

  The black soldiers who were running quickly and slowly were cut down to the ground, the scene was extremely bloody. Shang Wen's stomach felt a bit uncomfortable. Is it a bit too much? Can't shoot like this! Shang Wen thought so. Or...

  A bolt of lightning struck Shang Wen's head. Could it be that he had returned to ancient times? It was only at this moment that Shang Wen carefully looked around, the black soldier's uniform was clearly the attire of Qin State infantry, and in the distance, white cavalry with a large banner bearing the character "Zhao". He didn't recognize many ancient characters, but he knew this one.

  Good heavens, no way! The transporter has sent me back in time to ancient times. What's going on here? Shang Wen looked at everything happening before his eyes with a bit of despair.

  "Kill!" The white cavalry charged towards the forest like they had been injected with chicken blood. Forget it, I'd rather escape. The swords and knives didn't look that sharp. Getting hit would be fatal. Looking back, the soldiers who had run past were regrouping under the command of an officer-like figure. My own position wasn't far from the white cavalry either. I crouched down, they rode on horseback, unable to reach me with their blades. That's it. Shang Wen crouched on the ground. The cavalry would soon charge over. Their deafening battle cries still echoed in my ears.

  Shang Wen didn't dare look at all this. He was afraid that he would be killed for no reason. In his heart, however, he kept scolding his parents.

  After scolding for a while, I felt calmer.

  Now I need to sort out my thoughts carefully and think about what to do next.

  It's now certain that I've really arrived in the Warring States period, and it's not just a movie shoot. Once they're done fighting, I'll definitely have no good fruits to eat.

  According to the number of heads, the ancient people were too lacking in virtue. They never left any prisoners of war in order to gain merit. Thinking of this, Shang Wen himself felt that his life was hanging by a thread. His back was chilled to the bone.

  "Whoosh", "Hmph". The sound of intense fighting kept coming from behind. It was clearly very fierce. Many horses galloped past Shang Wen, completely disregarding his feelings.

  What's going on? What should I do?

  "Kill!" In front of Shang Wen, a charge began to emerge. Shang Wen could only listen and didn't know what was happening. But he felt it might be the arrival of reinforcements from either Zhao's or Qin's army. However, which one specifically, he couldn't tell because he couldn't see.

  However, Shang Wen had a specific plan at this time.

  In the Warring States period, the strongest was the Qin state, and the Qin state had a special thirst for talent. He himself was also an expert in the field of weapons. According to the ancient level, he could scare them off. If not, he would have no way to survive. First of all, eating was a big problem. Thinking so, he waited for the opportunity to go out and find the Qin army.