Good Morning, Yezhicheng

The dragon chair becomes a base station filled with data lines, the edict becomes an update log that always goes wrong, and the brotherly loyalty synchronizes the protocol through the neural interface - this is still the Three Kingdoms, but all the rules have been rewritten. Eunuchs became the electronic ghosts of the parasitic system, famous generals drove heavy mechas and used meteorological weapons that affected the weather and terrain, and counselors competed in the abyss of codes. Everyone is trying to control the system host that controls "Destiny". At the end of all the chaos and anger, the ultimate city built of data and steel - Yecheng, is slowly emerging its mysterious outline in the rising sun and gunpowder smoke. Good morning, Yezhicheng!