When the "Civilization Fire" terminal in 2242 fell into the Yuzhou wilderness where corpses were strewn in the bright light, was what leaked from the crack the light of redemption or a more terrifying abyss?
When Lin Feng woke up, zombies under the dark red sky were tearing at the armor of the defeated troops - this was not the Three Kingdoms in the history books. Those "medicine stones" could light more than just bonfires, and those "miasmas" could pollute not only water sources, but there was something strange that could make people hear "whispers" hidden under the feet of the emperor whom Cao Cao welcomed. He clutched the terminal in his arms, and ran his fingertips across the vague entries of "Basic Chemical Engineering" and "Mathematical Logic." He suddenly wanted to ask: Can the "thunder" made with saltpeter and charcoal really blast through the iron walls of this troubled world?
