(Lord-building + Starcraft + civilizations + a hodgepodge of genres + slow-burn + amateur writing)
So desperate to play Civilization Origins that he was whisked into the game by some unknown, powerful being, Su Yu found himself turned into a slave.
While everyone else was developing their territories at full throttle from the start, his own land was still a vibrant, thriving scene of all things growing and competing (meaning plants). Li Ruo could only feel like crying.
But as he worked to develop his territory, Li Ruo suddenly realized that being a slave might actually come in handy.
“What? A group of dwarf slaves wants to pledge themselves to me? Quick, quick, welcome our dwarf brothers!”
“What? A bunch of elves (crossed out) royalty want to join my territory? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your race survives and thrives!”
“Wait, what do you mean a six-winged angel fell just outside my territory? That’s my old... brother’s orphan. Of course they’re welcome!”
It wasn’t until the number of races in his territory kept growing that Su Yu realized he might have become invincible.
“Damn it, your territory has more kinds of demons than I do. So which of us is the demon here, you or me?” (A certain demon lord grumbled as he joined the territory.)
