Lin Fan transmigrated into the Primordial World and became the chief of a weak tribe that was on the verge of being wiped out from the start.
He thought he was in for a hellish challenge, but then the [Primordial Simulator] activated, and he discovered that he could summon billions of players from Earth!
From then on, the ancient, wild land of the Primordial World went completely off the rails.
The Witch Clan is proud of its tough bodies? Try my players’ high-frequency chainsaw swords, designed to slice the kidneys right out of great shamans!
The Demon Clan is proud of its flashy divine abilities? Switch on the full-spectrum jammer. I don’t care what kind of Zhoutian Star Battle Array you’ve got, they’re all going offline!
The sages are still sitting in the clouds, calculating karma? The players have already started crowdfunding a “South Heaven Gate Space Station,” with the goal of physically liberating the Thirty-Three Heavens!
“Boss, did the quest rewards come through? We’ve whittled this Sage Boss down to its last hit point!”**
“Chief, don’t stop me! This ‘suicide-bomb alchemy’ of mine is sure to blow open Mount Buzhou’s shield!”**
Di Jun: My Heavenly Court is heavily guarded, so why are strange people crouched in every corner, digging for treasure?
Houtu: We agreed to evolve the cycle of reincarnation together, so why are these lunatics building an underground transit hub here?
Hongjun: Of the fifty ways of Heaven, it uses forty-nine. Is the remaining one really thousands upon thousands of bugs?!
Lin Fan: I’m Lin Fan, the only GM in the Primordial World.
Here, all living things are pieces on a chessboard. But me... I’m going to flip the board over and, with the Fourth Calamity at my side, kindle a fire of spiritual technology in the Primordial World’s eternal night!
