[Farming + Slow Burn + Multiple Races + Power Struggles + Comedy + System]
Everyone transmigrates to a continent of battles and is assigned territory to rule.
Some get mountains, oceans, plains, deserts…
To make matters worse, the rulers assigned here aren’t just human. There are all kinds of races, and they all have one thing in common: they look down on humanity.
Goblin: “Humans? They’re nothing but breeding machines!”
Orc: “We orcs love the taste of human flesh.”
Holy Light Saintess: “Hmph! Filthy humans!”
…
Ma Fuhao, who had received nine years of compulsory education, looks at his powerful legendary territory and the Tier One soldiers he has summoned, then chuckles.
Goblins? Orcs? I’ll chop every last one of them up and feed them to the dogs!
The Holy Light Saintess? I’ll just take her back and show her what a real man is!
