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"We are able to sit here and rule the continent of Terra today only because Mr. Oak made a difficult decision. Let us wish Mr. Oak healthy and victorious!" The dwarf wearing mithril armor stood up from the second seat and raised his glass to the huge banquet hall. After saying the toast, the angels, orcs, dwarves and strange races below all stood up and toasted. "Waaaaaagh! (Loyalty! Honesty!)" Among the toasters, the two red orcs were particularly excited, roaring and pouring out their loyalty to Ork on the throne. On the high throne, Oke also held up a wine glass, and a few drops of wine gently spilled, reflecting his ferocious smile in mid-air. "Waaaaaaaaaaaagh! (The happiest today!)" Oak roared excitedly, and immediately drank a glass of wine. As the boss of the largest and most powerful force in Terra, how could he not be excited by the taste of power? Thinking back to when he first came to the continent of Terra, he was only 10 greenskins, lacked equipment, and had no power. But now he has millions of armors, thousands of good generals, and a complete and rich multi-racial social system. He is entrenched in Terra and rules all races. Everywhere he looks, he is full of vitality and everything is competing! "Civilization is so fun!" Ork sat on the golden throne and couldn't help but sigh. [Keywords: civilization, strategic management, different world, strategic game]