At the Beginning of Cannia, I Brought Back Ten Wrecked War Gods.

On the first day after I was reborn as an executive of the Kannia fraud group, I pried open the underground children's cell. After selecting ten children who had been tortured and maimed, the thugs from the group laughed wildly at me for collecting "trash". Three years later, at the global summit, hackers paralyzed the Pentagon, snipers penetrated the heart from thousands of meters, and poison masters were silently silenced. The top kings of the ten major fields all turned around and bowed their heads to me as the world watched in horror: "Sir, Cannia has been cleansed. Please indicate the next place to conquer." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.