Transmigrated to Ancient Times with Nothing But a Woodcutting Axe

One moment he's a pig farmer in the modern world—the next, he's stranded in an unknown ancient dynasty with nothing but the clothes on his back and a single woodcutting axe. No system. No cheat abilities. No golden finger. Just a man, his wits, and a blade meant for chopping firewood. In a cutthroat era where survival means outsmarting warlords, navigating court intrigue, and carving out a place in a world that doesn't care if he lives or dies, can he rise from nothing to forge his own destiny?