[Beautiful and powerful + n times of losing horses + growth flow]
I traveled through the book and became the unknown cannon fodder younger brother of the genius protagonist's brother.
Because my brain has its own original plot, I plan to hug the thigh of my brother, the future founding father, and enjoy my life in peace.
Just when I was enjoying my leisurely life, the war broke out.
In the midst of the chaos, my brother gave me the ticket to the safe rear.
I secretly exchanged my ticket and turned towards the bloody battlefield.
The "I" in the original plot died long ago, and this suffering should not be borne by my brother.
I thought I could change the fate of cannon fodder with the script in hand, but I experienced a trio of purgatory:
Friends died tragically, benefactors destroyed their families, and the superpower core that was the source of their strength was deprived of them.
The people in the superpower laboratory threw me into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. They were arrogant and disdainful: "Inferior people must have the consciousness to be garbage."
When I was about to die, the future heroic leader of the enemy country picked me up.
He said: "Want revenge? Come with me."
I have no choice. I hate.
From then on, I became the enemy's sharpest knife and the coldest behind-the-scenes strategist. I pointed the gun at the leader's compatriots who had abandoned me. Every strategy I offered made them bleed like rivers.
After the war, I helped the leader move from hero to emperor, and personally established a new law and order.
I have my shadow in all areas of the country's authority, from the economy to people's livelihood, from the military to internal affairs.
My name is the immortal token of the high-level people, an existence that makes all countries tremble and fear.
I am the second-in-command in power, under one person and above ten thousand people.
The restricted area expanded, weird things were rampant, the war was forced to end, and countries allied again for common interests.
At the negotiation table, I reunited with my brother.
The brother I once protected with my life looked at me in disbelief, praying with red eyes: "Come back, can you go home..."
I stand at the pinnacle of power, with the entire new era bowing to me behind me.
"Brother," I whispered, "where do you want me to go back?"
"It's about going back to the past where I was treated as nothing -"
"Or go back to this, the present that I created with my own hands?"
This article is also known as:
"The Worst Time Traveler in History"
"After my powers were abolished, I became the second in command of the enemy country"
"Dare you mess with me, bean paste!"
"Treason is shameful, but what does it have to do with me, Ross?"
"Brother, you got the wrong person, haha"
[Information before visiting]
1. The war backgrounds in this article are all fictitious, and any similarities are purely coincidental. The author has limited writing power and has very strict requirements on military and political content. Be careful with this product |(￣3￣)|
2. There are superpowers and weirdness in the world view, and there are relatively few in the early stage.
3. The beauty is strong and miserable, and I will not be held responsible if I get hit by a knife, hehe. The three most cruel points have been written in the text (there are no immortal characters in war) (feeling guilty and looking away) It's really dead, dead, dead, dead.
4. Almost all the vests have come off. It's pointless to show off if you don't, oh la
5. Finally, bow down to our Lord Ross's suit pants! "ψ(｀∇´)ψ
Purpose: Every kindness can warm people in the abyss
