A World in a Sandbox: Rewriting the War of Resistance, Starting with a Single Tree

On the first day after transmigrating, Chen Shanhe was told by the System: You can rewrite everything. Later, he realized there were far too many things he couldn’t change. He couldn’t change Xiao Dao’s sacrifice. The sixteen-year-old boy took a bullet for him. He couldn’t change the fall of Nanjing. Thirty thousand blue dots went dark one by one before his eyes. He couldn’t even change the fate of his own brother. The names of his comrades were carved all over Zhao Dazhu’s rifle stock. The System said: You have infinite possibilities. Chen Shanhe said: I just want more people to survive. From Sihang Warehouse to Taierzhuang, from Wuhan to Changsha, from one man to an army. This is not a story about one man’s rise to power. It is the story of an ordinary man leading a group of ordinary people to fight their way out of desperate straits. They will all die. But before they do, they will make the Japanese remember: This land is not to be trifled with.