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Zhu Hao, who was about to graduate from college, was traveling alone to Lishan Mountain. In order to save a few dollars, he secretly climbed up the mountain path at the back. Suddenly, a thunderbolt from the clear sky scared the boy and he fell into a puddle on the side of the path. "Ouch! Let me go! Who are you? These clothes are from ancient times! Why are they still ragged and lazy? Hey! Why is there still smoke on your head?" "I am Ying Zheng! You, melon, are still not polite when you see me!" (Shaanxi dialect) ...

When magic and technology collide, who will rule the world? Who is whispering in the dark world? I, Constantine, Constantine Targaryen will be the master of this world: From the bottom of the abyss to the top of the abyss, the steel fortress slowly rises. Let's explode and let the world see these gorgeous fireworks...