From the Start, I Take Over Zhang Jiao: Yellow Turbans? No, the Red Turban Army

The Heavenly Dao Game has arrived! Ancient, glorious history has been concealed across every continent!

Those chosen to participate will have their memories of this history erased!

Death in the game means real death!

Victory or defeat will bring divinely bestowed resources to the countries of the real world, and may even extend people's lifespans!

As the chosen one selected from the Eastern nation of Huaxia, he enters the game only to discover that his memories are still intact!

Randomly possess a character from the start? Zhang Jiao?

Liu Yunlong, who grew up under the red flag and became a seasoned bandit, declares!

The Yellow Turban Army! No, the Red Turban Army!

But seeing soldiers toss out boulders weighing hundreds of pounds, Liu Yunlong stares wordlessly at the sky. Is this really the late Eastern Han dynasty?

Lü Bu roars, "Though the enemy numbers many, I will cut them all down with a single ride!" He charges alone through an army of ten thousand. How is that remotely scientific?

Zhao Zilong really does seem to have a dragon's soul possessing him. "I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!" His voice rings out, his spear strikes, and a mountain is split! Is this even human?

Something seems off here. Liu Yunlong casually picks up the nine-section staff at his side, named "Heavenly Duke," and gives it a swing. Thunder rumbles, and he sighs.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is coincidental. Do not imitate.