Everyone transmigrates to another world and becomes the owner of a mobile castle.
Li Ziyu obtains a mobile castle of skeletal undead.
As far as the eye can see, wherever my sword points, corpses pile up like mountains and undead surge like an ocean. Everywhere I pass becomes my undead domain. Those who submit will prosper; those who resist will perish.
Then one day, Li Ziyu is surprised to discover that the natives of the other world and the mobile castle lords have started calling him the "White Calamity."
Li Ziyu: What White Calamity? Don't make things up. That's slander. I'm actually a peace-loving person.
Native: You didn't say that when you were stealing bones everywhere!
Transmigrator: You didn't say that when you commanded billions of undead to chase us all over the place!
Li Ziyu: Don't sweat the small stuff. Under the fair and impartial leadership of the undead, let's build a wonderful world without conflict, where everyone lives together in harmony!
Everyone: ...
My name is Li Ziyu, an outstanding, well-rounded modern young man dedicated to creating a beautiful, peaceful new world. Peace and love!
