Game: China Is Playing, and the Aliens Are All Confused

Lu Ye launched a game called Chinese Era: Five Thousand Years in a world where technology is extremely advanced. There are no instructions, no novice village, not even a name reminder. The aliens thought this was just an ordinary game and dismissed it at first until someone clicked on it. Someone chose "King Zhou of Shang" and looked at Daji, confused: "Who is this? Why should you listen to her?" Someone chose "Zhuge Liang" and looked at the empty city, even more confused: "Is it a bug that the city gate is wide open? Why didn't Sima Yi rush?" They tried to make sense of it all, but found they couldn't. From the bloody flow of King Wu's defeat of Zhou, to the loneliness of all things in Changping's pit; from the bleak autumn wind in Wuzhangyuan, to the last sigh of the locust tree in Meishan Mountain. Here there is the brilliance of a hundred schools of thought contending, but also the silence of burning books and humiliating scholars; there is the pride of being a wolf and living in Xu, and there is also the determination of jumping from a cliff into the sea. This is not a game, but a revival of civilization spanning five thousand years. In these five thousand years, some people's stars have fallen in the autumn wind, and some have dreamed of falling into the river. The victors were princes, the losers were withered bones, no one was spared. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.