[8,000+ words updated daily] Qin Zheng, professional First Emperor, 2,018 years old.
In the Great Qin Empire, he has just disembarked from the Epang Palace battleship. He has a group chat, but this group chat... seems a little unexpected.
X: No Saber, I'm out.
C: Oh, then I'll go ask Mr. Chen Gong to work overtime.
Scathach & Scathach-Skadi: We don't know each other. Stare... Old Lady.jpg
Tiamat: Aaaaa... (Give Tiamat the Holy Grail!)
Gudako: Mine, you're all my wings~~
Lord Yan: Little ritualist, could you help me out? I'll buy you dinner ^_^
Lamp King: Heh heh hahahaha!! Being able to chat with this king means you lot are incredibly lucky, mongrels!
Brother Zheng scratched his head. Everyone seemed pretty impressive.
So, to get to know the group members better, the group owner decided to pay them a visit, quietly passing by with the entire star fleet of Great Qin.
On that day, the Alliance of the Three Goddesses broke through the Absolute Demonic Front, and group member Lamp King was in mortal danger...
