Global Lord: The Evergreen Empire

Reborn three hours before the Lord’s Game begins.

Faguan rushes into an outdoor supply store and clears out all the Swiss Army knives, recurve bows, and off-road sneakers.

He puts on five down jackets, with a pair of thick northeastern cotton pants underneath.

Clerk: “What are you planning to do?”

Faguan: “Hardcore wilderness survival.”

Three hours later, he arrives in the Stone Age decked out in modern gear.

From the start, he recruits a barbarian tribe and casually opens a golden chest.

He gets attribute analysis, a hundred acres of fertile land, and a council hall blueprint. It’s all his.

Even crazier, his talent, [Legacy Without End], generates new people every day and can level up!

He recruits the elves and gains several hundred sharpshooters.

He recruits the orcs: minotaurs farm the land, kobolds mine, and rabbitfolk take odd jobs.

He recruits a tigerfolk general. Wait, what do you mean his wife was taken by the minotaur king?

His subordinate Shihu holds a wolf cub and asks:

“Chief, we’ve recruited so many. Can we afford to feed them?”

Faguan looks at the skeleton soldiers hauling bricks, the minotaurs farming, and the elves patrolling:

“Even if we can’t afford it, we’ll have to. They’re all working for me!”

Later, an alliance of all races lays siege to his territory.

Faguan stands atop the city wall, with tigerfolk, elves, minotaurs, and undead behind him.

He gives a crooked grin:

“An alliance of all races? Perfect, my construction site needs workers.”

[Reborn + hoarding supplies + farming + recruiting all races + lord-building]

[Not brainless, with plenty of laughs and wish fulfillment all the way]