A fantasy story about everyday life. Remember, you’re the protagonist. Get to Chapter Nine, and I’ll make my best friends, close companions, and brothers acknowledge me as their adoptive father.
I started this life at the peak. I could have lived a life of wealth and comfort, but I was never content to be ordinary, so I insisted on venturing into the tiger’s den.
Heaven granted me another life. If I don’t become an Immortal Emperor, then I’ve lived in vain.
I was just about to work hard when, who would’ve thought, the road turned smooth all the way, and I was already on the highway.
Whether there’s a harem is up to you guys.
Stop rushing me. It’s not that I don’t want to give you guys the good stuff, the platform won’t let me post it.
I could give you a link to a certain website, but I’m afraid they’ll report me.
One last thing: after ten years of nourishing yourself with old duck soup, you’ll be glad you did. Other people write chicken soup for the soul, but it’s only fitting that I write duck soup for the gentlemen.
Kongming praised Zhuge