After the First Prince Liu Bian recovered from his illness, the Empress did not immediately return to Luoyang.
She stayed that day, wanting to spend more time with the five-year-old Liu Bian.
At night, all was silent in a room within the Daoist temple.
Zhang Shihao lay on the bed, gazing at the sparkling stars outside the window.
The young eunuch subordinates sleeping on other beds in the room were already in a deep slumber, snoring.
Zhang Shihao suffered from insomnia once again.
This was not the first time Zhang Shihao had insomnia.
Ever since he transmigrated to this Late Han Dynasty, Zhang Shihao could not remember how many times he had lost sleep.
However, unlike his previous bouts of insomnia caused by anxiety and worry.
This time, Zhang Shihao felt very peaceful and more relaxed than ever before.
He was thinking about something.
Something very important to him.
How should he walk his future path?
If before, he had no strength and was still posturing in the imperial palace.
Zhang Shihao felt that he was treading on thin ice, his heart pounding every day, fearing that he would be exposed and bring about his demise.
After all, even horses stumble, let alone humans?
Before, he only wanted to live hard, and being able to escape the imperial palace would make him feel that his future was brighter than ever.
However, the situation was different now.
Zhang Shihao had now obtained the system, possessing the incredibly powerful physical talent of Li Cunxiao and the divine medical skills of Bian Que.
It could be said that even if this Han Dynasty were to enter an unprecedented era of chaos, just like in history, he would still have a certain degree of self-preservation.
He no longer needed to overly worry about whether he would survive in the future.
What he should consider was how to live better in this chaotic Late Han Dynasty!
Just like the system's name: "Ultimate Life Winner System," to become a life winner.
Zhang Shihao lay on the bed, wide awake, his mind churning as he thought about his future path.
After some deliberation, he had a plan for his future path.
Zhang Shihao decided to expand his influence!
Although the Han Dynasty was about to enter its final years.
However, it had not completely entered yet.
Even if the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out later, it would still be suppressed by this aging court.
It wouldn't be until Dong Zhuo entered Luoyang that this Han Dynasty would truly become a dynasty in name only.
In other words, this Han court could still operate for a full eight years before it completely collapsed.
As long as this Han Dynasty operated normally.
Zhang Shihao felt that he couldn't run away.
Nor could he escape the imperial palace.
Because he had let Emperor Liu Hong taste the sweetness of the sleep-aid incense, Liu Hong would definitely keep looking for him.
Furthermore, he had appeared before Liu Hong in the guise of a young eunuch.
If he were to expose the fact that he was not a eunuch outside later, wouldn't Liu Hong issue a nationwide warrant for his arrest?
After much thought, Zhang Shihao suddenly felt that, it seemed, before the Han Dynasty became a dynasty in name only, it was indeed most suitable for him to remain in the imperial palace, slowly developing and accumulating strength, and then, after the world fell into chaos, to seek to become a warlord, or defeat the other heroes and ascend to the throne as emperor.
Moreover, even in the imperial palace, he didn't have to worry about his non-eunuch identity being exposed.
Because he had obtained a substitute doll through the sign-in, with three chances!
Plus, he had also received the Empress's promise of protection.
"Tsk tsk, this... do I really have to rise in the court?"
Taking stock of what he possessed and analyzing the general situation of the world, Zhang Shihao suddenly felt a bit amused.
The night grew deeper, and the excited Zhang Shihao remained exhilarated until the latter half of the night before finally falling asleep.
However, in a daze, Zhang Shihao had another dream.
In the dream, Zhang Shihao truly became a person like Cao Cao, and even grew powerful.
He gathered famous generals and strategists from all over the world: Zhao Yun, Xu Shu, Guo Jia, Huang Zhong, Ma Chao, Pang Tong, Xi Zhicai...
The rulers of various barbarian small nations all came to pledge allegiance and kneel, with all nations paying homage, and the Han language sweeping across the entire world...
Waking up, he held power over the world; drunk, he lay on the Meiren's lap!
...
This dream was very long, lasting for half the night, and Zhang Shihao's face was beaming with smiles in his sleep.
"Wake up!"
"Xiao Haozi, wake up quickly! The Empress is returning to the imperial palace, and the sun is already high, yet you're still sleeping!"
A mature female voice woke Zhang Shihao, and with sleepy eyes, Zhang Shihao subconsciously replied:
"Return to the imperial palace? Good!"
