A Summer Job? You Took a Part-Time Gig as a Warlord’s Right-Hand Man?

Qin Hao transmigrates into the body of a college student in a parallel world. Just as he's worrying about not being able to find a summer job, his distant uncle calls from overseas.

"You're not trying to trick me into going to the other side of the trenches so you can mow me down with an AK and loot my cash, are you?"

"What are you talking about? We're a legitimate big corporation! We're expanding into the African market!"

"Is it safe?"

"We've got a proper security team. Nobody dares start trouble!"

"Well..."

"A salary of 5,000 a month, and you can leave when the semester starts. We'll reimburse your travel expenses! So, are you coming?"

"Then..."

"US dollars!"

"I'm definitely coming!"

When Qin Hao arrives, he discovers that everything is just as his uncle said. But before he can celebrate, he's unexpectedly caught up in an armed conflict.

Luckily, the tribal chief has ties to the Dragon Kingdom. Not only does he let Qin Hao go, he welcomes him warmly.

One day, the chief loses a battle and is left looking miserable.

Qin Hao figures he should at least try to cheer him up, so he copies and translates a chapter of The Art of War and takes it over.

From then on, things slowly spiral out of control.

"Seriously, your tactics are this primitive?"

"Your wheat-growing techniques are so backward. You can't get anywhere without food!"

"I can't do this full-time. I have to work during the day!"

"Huh? You want to know what game I play after work? Clash of Clans!"

The company: "We're going to take the African market!"

Qin Hao: "What? We're taking Africa? Then I'll put in a little more effort!"