Diary of Being Abandoned by the Time Travel Group to the Primitive World

Why do I need to conquer the primitive world full of abnormal creatures, and what they need to conquer is the future science fiction world? Why should we treat them differently? Suddenly, a small number of humans were selected as world conquerors, and strange powers sent them to a punk world full of technology. There was no game panel, no portable system, and only one word that resounded in their heads: Raiders, go conquer this world. Whether it is a game of the gods or a calculation, no one can know. And I was just like a person on the roadside, thrown into the primitive world of open defecation. No one told me that I needed to conquer the world. Am I a very hateful person? Do this to me. Fortunately, I can travel back and forth to the modern world, otherwise I would have really wiped my neck and ended it directly.