He transmigrates to a war-torn borderland and becomes a lowly centurion.
Qin Feng discovers that the two scraps of iron in his hand can actually be combined into a fine iron dagger!
From then on, everything changes.
Two withered plants -> one spiritual herb; two weak farmers (contract synthesis) -> one strongman; two mediocre manuals -> one peerless martial art!
While other warlords are still worrying about their food and supplies, Qin Feng's territory is piled high with super rice that yields ten thousand catties per acre.
While enemy troops charge in armor made of paper, every soldier under Qin Feng wears bright armor and wields a Moshou saber sharp enough to slice through iron.
The enemy empress personally leads her army into battle. Seeing Qin Feng's equipment, she drools with envy. “General Qin, I would offer you my whole kingdom as a bride. All I ask is one divine weapon!”
Qin Feng: “Get in line. There are already three princesses from fallen kingdoms waiting ahead of you.”
