I Just Recruited Wolong and Fengchu, and You Say the Han Dynasty Has Fallen

On his seventh day after transmigrating to the Three Kingdoms, Chen Yuan gazed smugly at the two long-lived talents he'd just acquired: Zhuge Liang, the Crouching Dragon, and Pang Tong, the Young Phoenix. He'd snatched them both!

He was just about to take the two great ministers of the ages to join Liu Bei when the System's icy voice rang out:

"Ding! Liu Bei was detected to have died of illness in Xinye three days ago. The Han dynasty's mandate... has ended."

Chen Yuan: "..."

Zhuge Liang swept his sleeve. "Farewell."

Pang Tong swung into the saddle. "Farewell to you, too."

Wait! If you two leave, who will stop Cao Cao's southern campaign? Who will keep Sun Quan from coveting Jingzhou? And who will counter that Sima Yi fellow in the future?

Fine. Liu Bei is gone, and the seat of the lord is vacant. I'll take it!

And so the "greatest talent-snatching strategist in history," whose sharp tongue made Cao Cao want to strangle him with his own hands, drove Sun Quan to smash his imperial seal in rage, and gave Sima Yi nightmares every night, set out on an absurdly comical path to supremacy with an astonishing lineup he'd poached from warlords all across the realm.

Huang Yueying: "You snatched Kongming away. What am I supposed to do about my marriage? You're responsible!"

Sun Shangxiang: "Hmph! This princess has her eye on you. Think you can get away?"

Cai Wenji: "Young master... you are the only person for whom I wish to play the zither in this life."

Zhen Mi: "Brother Yuan, you promised to protect me."

Chen Yuan: "I just want to focus on my career."

System: "Host, I suggest pursuing both your career and romance. Give your all to both."