Golden gaps opened in the sky, and floating iron ships covered the sun and moon. The plane businessman who claims to be the envoy of God brings cruel rules: every ten years, each major civilization must select ten destined people to compete in a life-and-death showdown in the God's Domain Arena. The winner seizes luck and technology, while the loser becomes a resource pasture. At the end of the Qin Dynasty, the war in Daze Township had not yet burned out Xianyang, and the Shenting had announced the opening of the first National Games Arena. The remnants of the Six Kingdoms knelt down, the officials of the Qin Dynasty shivered, and the high-level judges looked down coldly - in this era of foot binding, burials, and human sacrifices everywhere, Chinese civilization seemed destined to be at the bottom. Zhao Hengye, a refugee orphan who was crushed by the flames of war, crawled out of the pile of corpses with a cold iron box in his arms. [Universal industrial toolbox activated: The current source power value is 0, please recharge it yourself. ] No source of power? Then go kill it! Every time a divine envoy is defeated in the arena, every time a holy light totem is destroyed, the source of power comes rolling in. The explosion of the first gunpowder gun shattered his right hand, and the second gun made the knight's plate armor crack like paper. While other civilizations were still praying to gods for iron weapons, Zhao Hengye had already assembled an industrial army composed of blacksmiths, miners, and exiled soldiers. On the day when foot binding was abolished, the foot binding cloths were burned in the fire, and the girls fell to their knees crying: "My benefactor, can we stand up too?" He helped them up, looking across the bloody sky of the arena: "More than standing up, I want the Holy Court to kneel down." However, the national fortune was ranked third from the bottom, and the Holy Court's tithe was about to overwhelm Kyushu. What's even more frightening is that Ying Fusu brought
