Lightning strikes a Three Kingdoms superfan in a Seoul alley and drops him into the body of seventeen-year-old Zhuge Liang — minus the genius. The classics are gone. The astronomy is gone. He can't even read a bamboo slip. All Michael Kang has left is a modern brain, scraps of practical knowledge, and the historical outcomes he memorized. To survive, the Sleeping Dragon won't outthink the era from a desk. He'll redraw the board itself.
Lightning strikes a Three Kingdoms superfan in a Seoul alley and drops him into the body of seventeen-year-old Zhuge Liang — minus the genius. The classics are gone. The astronomy is gone. He can't even read a bamboo slip. All Michael Kang has left is a modern brain, scraps of practical knowledge, and the historical outcomes he memorized. To survive, the Sleeping Dragon won't outthink the era from a desk. He'll redraw the board itself.
Lightning strikes a Three Kingdoms superfan in a Seoul alley and drops him into the body of seventeen-year-old Zhuge Liang — minus the genius. The classics are gone. The astronomy is gone. He can't even read a bamboo slip. All Michael Kang has left is a modern brain, scraps of practical knowledge, and the historical outcomes he memorized. To survive, the Sleeping Dragon won't outthink the era from a desk. He'll redraw the board itself.