I Serve as the Chief's Military Strategist

While doing archaeology in the desert, I touched a bronze mirror engraved with patterns of the Qimen Dunjia art. A flash of blinding light later, I transmigrated. The moment I landed, the Kalulu tribe's hunters mistook me for an invader and captured me, bound me in a prisoner cart, and dragged me back to camp. With a blade at my throat and my execution imminent, I instinctively cried out for help in Chinese as I faced death.