After transmigrating to a parallel world, I learn from my country right from the start that cultural barriers are about to crumble.
I had planned to save the day with entertainment, but unexpectedly awakened the talent of “Word Magic.”
Hum a song, and an enemy nation's economy is shaken. Write a poem, and the border defenses fortify themselves.
When I use “March of the Volunteers” to awaken the dragon soul of the Great Wall, the whole world is stunned.
The enemy nation's president begs me in tears in the middle of the night not to hold a concert: “If you sing again, our country is finished!”
I calmly put an arm around my movie-star wife. “Sorry, I have my son's parent-teacher meeting tonight.”
She smiles sweetly. “That's all right. I just used your new poem to sign a peace treaty.”
