[Otherworld] [Island] [Farming] [Lord] [Conquest] [Satisfying Battles]
The largest mass transmigration in history sends billions of people to another world, where resources are scarce. Waves of beasts attack, natural disasters strike without end, and demons and ghosts invade from time to time.
Some become slaves, some become fishermen, some become warriors, some become archers, and some become chieftains of other races. But Liu Bai alone becomes a human lord.
"I thought I had it bad enough already, but it turns out there are people even worse off."
Six ragged gatherers stood before Liu Bai, while wild wolves howled in the distance.
Upgrade buildings, produce more people, train troops, defend and counterattack, enslave other races.
Warriors, shield guards, archers, farmers, fishermen, hunters.
Scholars acquire the knowledge of madmen, while scouts seek out ancient treasures.
The secrets of the gods, the technology of other races, extraordinary professions, and terrors hidden in the shadows.
Decades later, Liu Bai lounged in a chair inside the lord's tent, a chicken wing in his left hand and a lamb shank in his right, his mouth slick with grease.
Outside the tent stood hundreds of elite warriors, their spirits soaring and their killing intent overwhelming. On either side were giants of the wasteland, fallen elves, and battle dwarves. Together, they shouted so loudly their voices shook the skies:
"We offer our hearts to the great Lord Liu Bai!"
"Loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!"
What did you write?
What kind of nonsense is this? It's incomprehensible.