[Wuthering Waves Fanfiction] [War] [One Heroine] [Technology Tree] [Bringing a Taste of Industrial Shock to Solaris] [Building an Independent Faction]
A bizarre collision of time and space sends Jiang Hua, an ordinary modern man, into the world of Wuthering Waves.
Armed with his knowledge of the game’s plot, he intends to survive by following the story as it unfolds. But to his dismay, this world has long since broken free of the game’s framework, entering a parallel timeline that is far darker and more turbulent.
The raging Tacet Discord tide is no longer an anomaly that rises according to a pattern, but a cataclysm capable of destroying civilization. The Iron Cavalry from within the pass marches south in force, its spearhead aimed at prosperous homelands. A wave of overseas colonialism sweeps in, its warships and cannons pounding at the gates as it seeks to carve up Huanglong, a land that has already endured countless hardships.
Civilization sinks beneath the tides, hope burns amid the flames of war. Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever rivers flow, there lies land I must protect.
Caught between the slaughter of rival factions and the disasters both natural and man-made, Jinzhou becomes the vortex of their power struggle. The storm-tossed future of this city has quietly begun to unfold...
Yangchu has food to eat
In the current situation of the late Ming Dynasty, a figure named Tide was trapped. The overall style is relatively heavy,