I, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, started with a script of national subjugation.
Fortunately, I can summon a group of fourth natural disasters who call themselves "players".
They think this world is a 100% real hardcore game.
So——
Brother Tumu spent three days building an immortal fortress for me.
Financial giants used futures to short the enemy's century-old granary.
War madmen used lime and explosives to teach the prairie cavalry what cruelty is.
They rolled in crazily for contribution points, epic equipment, and the phrase "first kill achievement."
They live their lives by writing strategies on the forum, editing videos, and even attracting CPs for me and the princess of the enemy country.
I watched all this silently and quietly announced the ultimate mission of "civilization evolution".
It wasn't until the void swallowed up all things that the nations discovered in horror:
It turns out that my players have been saving the world for a long time.
