[A high-dimensional strategist with an IQ of 187 is forced to do tasks in a low-dimensional world]
I am the chief strategic officer of the ninth civilization. I was exiled to the reincarnation system due to defeat.
The system asked me to conquer the male protagonist, follow the plot, and earn points.
I prefer not.
In the ancient world, the general's cold poison penetrated his bones? A shot of life.
The end of the world is coming and zombies are sieging the city? The vaccine was developed in three days.
Boss Wenli is acting as a substitute? I let AI awaken its self-awareness.
Other people's quick travel can change one's fate against the will of heaven, while mine is a dimensionality reduction attack.
Until I found out——
The male protagonist in each world is the same person.
He has been waiting for me for three hundred years in reincarnation.
The system said: Your task is to survive.
But he didn't tell me that the price of living is to learn to love someone.
