[System] [Travel] [Gold Finger] [Refreshing Article] [Dimensionality Reduction Strike] Chug tug tug tug—the roar of the Type 81 automatic rifle tore apart the silence of the ancient battlefield. The 100,000 rebels on the opposite side were stunned. They looked at the spears and bows in their hands, and then at the Steel Storm in my hands, with "What the fuck is this" written all over their faces. I, Cao Bing, a time traveler who just wants to survive, was forced by the system to become the king of war in this world. The military system is close to me, and Dongfeng warriors are on my way. From engineer shovels to RPGs, from compressed biscuits to hand-brewed coffee, modern arms and supplies are in my hands. The rebels are still studying what kind of magic weapon my "Thunder God from Heaven" is. I have already used the 88 sniper to light their coach's cigarette from a thousand meters away. The Nine Kingdoms are still thinking about how to carve up Great Yan, but I have already driven an armored vehicle over their palace. They called me "God of Death" and called my weapons "God's Punishment." But I was really aggrieved - I just wanted to complete the task and go home to finish the half-finished novel! "I only have one life, but I have to walk the road to showing off every day." - Cao Bing, a man who has the word "gou" engraved into his DNA.
