The Fourth Disaster: I Rely on Players to Gain a Foothold in Another World

[The fourth natural disaster + group portraits + rise of power + strict hierarchy] Power level: Bronze＜Black Iron＜Silver＜Gold＜… Lu Bai traveled through the world of Xuantian, but unexpectedly he was burdened with "rotten wood" bones, unable to absorb even a trace of the profound energy of heaven and earth. Then he was kidnapped and became a slave at the bottom of the mine. Lu Bai struggled in the mine unwillingly for three years, struggling to survive but still unable to withstand the whips of the guards. He was eventually crippled by the whip and thrown out of the wild. Just when he was about to die, a cold electronic sound exploded deep in his consciousness. Bite! Player summoning system activated! Summon players to fight for you! As the player grows, the host will receive feedback and reinforcement simultaneously! Looking at the simple system interface and the open summoning quota in front of him, Lu Bai grinned in the mud with blood-stained corners of his mouth. "Summon!" As players logged into Xuantian one by one, Lu Bai smiled. Strength finally opened the door to him, even if it was just a tiny bit. From then on, he transformed into a "black-hearted planner" from another world, held the system in his hand, summoned thousands of sand sculpture players, and led them to rise from the bottom and march into the most powerful force in history.