National Fate: Did I Become the Commander of the Glorious?

One hundred contestants from each country are sent to the Dusk Battlefield!

For every unit of resources collected, the contestant's country receives ten thousand times that amount.

For every monster allowed to reach a country's base, ten thousand monsters are dropped into that country.

Looking at the base of a certain great Eastern nation, where he is the only person there, Jiang Shuihan feels a slight chill in his back teeth.

His first attendant: Glorious, come feed me.

His second attendant: Enterprise, take a plane! Kill your way from south to north.

His third attendant: Bismarck, first think carefully about why you're the only one without a Steel Sea Dragon.

His fourth attendant: Yixian in black stockings, beautiful as a fairy in a painting!

His fifth attendant: Wait, UMP45, are you in the wrong show? This isn't the place for someone as flat as you.

Watching Jiang Shuihan contract one epic-level attendant after another, the contestants from other countries burst into tears.

You bastard, do you even know how to play fair?