I, Ying Zheng, Chairman of Daqin, am experiencing an outrageous workplace crisis.
As soon as the KPI to unify Liuhe was completed, the sky leaked out. With the spiritual energy revived and all members having superpowers, my performance became how to keep the Daqin Group alive in a world where monsters are rampant.
But my chief technology officer, Xu Fu, sent a shaky report: Boss, spiritual energy recovery seems to be a scam. The crack in the sky isn't a bug, it's an interface. The spiritual energy we cultivate is the "feed" fed by the civilization on the other side.
My CEO Li Si suggested strategic compromise, and Prince Fusu advocated influence with love.
I looked at the report: the Lishan branch factory was depleted, the Weishui River project was polluted, and a cursing tree grew on the wall of the Xianyang headquarters.
Then I touched the golden lines on my palm that were getting hotter and hotter - that was the new authority I had gained from the "feed" just now.
OK.
Since the opponent has made the contract of Ascension) into a slave clause, marking all living beings as cattle and sheep.
Then let them see what stands up in this pasture they have chosen.
I am neither a cow nor a sheep.
I am Qin Shihuang.
Today, I want to use their "feed" to feed an army that can pierce the sky. Use their rules to create a true, shepherd-free territory for my people.
Cultivation? No, I choose to flip the table in this round.
