Jiang Li, the king's engineer, once traveled through time and became cannon fodder in the cesspit at the bottom of the fantasy world. It starts with a rotten stick, and the enemies are all ferocious beasts and man-eating colleagues.
Fortunately, his golden finger is very straightforward - he becomes stronger when he kills monsters, there is no bottleneck in devouring the source, and he specializes in treating all kinds of bells and whistles.
While others were still working hard to make breakthroughs, Jiang Li had already relied on "performance management" to rectify the prison camp, used "strategic analysis" to deceive his bosses, and used "supply chain thinking" to take advantage of local giants.
The genius of the sect mocked him for being vulgar? A backhand set of "refined harvesting" teaches you how to be a good person.
The hero of troubled times called him cruel? Jiang Li held the knife and smiled: "I come from a civilization that is more sophisticated than yours - here, I only talk about 'KPI' and 'survive'."
This is an imperial road paved with physical persuasion. Stepping through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he will eventually set his own "rules" for this chaotic world.
