Blue Star.
Huaxia Nation.
An incredibly terrifying air of slaughter permeated the entire nation.
Huaxia had entered level-one combat readiness.
All entertainment facilities had been suspended, and every television channel was repeatedly broadcasting a red news bulletin:
“Fellow countrymen of Huaxia, I am here to announce some heartbreaking news.”
“Not long ago, on the Myriad Races Battlefield, our nation’s fifth king-tier territory was sneak-attacked and occupied by the despicable Dongying Nation.”
“According to the National Fortune Lord Law, any nation with fewer than five king-level Territories will be erased within one month.”
“In other words, if we cannot reclaim the fifth king-tier territory after one month, our Huaxia will fall completely.”
“Huaxia is facing a crisis of national destruction!”
“In one hour, a new round of the Myriad Races Battlefield will open. The only one hundred thousand new lords remaining in Huaxia will head to the battlefield and fight for the last glimmer of hope for our nation.”
“Everyone, listen to the dragon's roar and fight for Huaxia!”
…
Meanwhile.
Jiangchuan City, Jiangchuan University.
New lord Academy.
In a classroom, seventy new lords sat silently in their seats, their eyes filled with fury.
“Damn Japan! How dare they use such despicable methods to invade our king-level territory!”
“Sigh, in another hour, it will be our turn to head to the Myriad Races Battlefield.”
“With us… can we save Huaxia?”
Complex emotions such as nervousness, fury, and fear flashed through the eyes of the seventy new lords in the classroom.
This was an era in which everyone was a lord.
Ten years ago, a mysterious force descended upon Blue Star, and the National Fortune Lord System bound itself to the entire world.
Anyone who reached the age of eighteen could enter the Myriad Races Battlefield and become a lord revered by tens of thousands!
Yang Ming, a freshman at Jiangchuan University, was one of the new lords about to head to the Myriad Races Battlefield.
“Yang Ming, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.” Suddenly, someone patted Yang Ming on the shoulder.
“What is it?” Yang Ming raised his head and looked at Ji Boduan, the influential official’s son in their class.
“I want to buy your spot in the battle. How about selling it to me for ten thousand yuan?” Ji Boduan said with a beaming smile.
“What do you want to buy my spot for?” Yang Ming asked with a frown.
Ji Boduan lowered his voice and said:
“I have a friend from Dongying who urgently needs a spot to enter the Myriad Races Battlefield. If you’re willing to sell it to him, he can also give you a Dongying green card.”
“Fuck your mother! You actually want to sell our spots to Japan?”
Yang Ming’s gaze instantly turned cold. He stood up, grabbed Ji Boduan by the sleeve, and shouted furiously, “Don’t you know that our nation’s fifth king-tier territory was occupied by Japan?”
Ji Boduan shrugged, his face full of indifference.
“Why are you so angry? Setting aside the facts, Dongying is a perfect nation. Even the air is sweet there; it’s extremely suitable for immigration. Besides, the dongying people are friendly and polite.”
“Besides, the Dongying representative already bowed and apologized at the press conference. Why are you still holding a grudge? Can’t you be a little more broad-minded?”
“You animal.” Yang Ming raised his fist and slammed it heavily into Ji Boduan’s face.
However, just as Yang Ming was about to beat him senseless—
【Beep!】
【A new round of the lord Hegemony Battle is about to begin.】
【Total participants from parallel universe Number 14: 857 Googol.】
【In two minutes, everyone will be teleported to the Myriad Races Battlefield. New lords of Universe Number 14, please prepare yourselves.】
A cold mechanical voice rang out in the minds of every living being of every race in the entire universe.
This signified that preparations for a new round of the Myriad Races lord Hegemony Battle were about to begin.
“Ji, don’t let me run into you on the Myriad Races Battlefield. Otherwise, I’ll be the first to butcher you.”
Yang Ming shoved Ji Boduan harshly to the ground.
The next second, light blazed.
The only one hundred thousand new lords remaining in Huaxia, including Yang Ming, were teleported into the Myriad Races Battlefield one after another.
…
A powerful sensation of weightlessness swept through Yang Ming’s entire body.
When he came to his senses, he discovered that he had already arrived in a New World.
This was the Myriad Races Battlefield.
At the same time, the system’s notification rang in Yang Ming’s ears:
【Welcome, Lord Yang Ming, to the Myriad Races Battlefield!】
【You have obtained a junior territory.】
【You may enjoy a three-day new lord territory protection period. During this time, your territory will not suffer any attacks.】
【As a new lord, you have received one opportunity to draw a talent. Would you like to draw it immediately?】
Yang Ming had done his research and knew how important talents were, so he immediately nodded. “Draw it immediately.”
The strength of a talent determined whether you could survive on the Myriad Races Battlefield.
The first thing to do upon arriving at the Myriad Races Battlefield was to draw your own lord talent.
【Talent drawing in progress…】
【Talent grades range from F-grade to SSS-grade, from lowest to highest.】
【Congratulations, you have drawn the SSS-grade talent: Supreme Overlord.】
“What? I actually drew an SSS-grade talent?” Yang Ming trembled all over, deeply shocked.
He had never dreamed that he would draw such an astonishing SSS-grade talent.
It had to be known that, across all of Blue Star, only a handful of lords could draw an A-grade talent. An S-grade talent had never appeared, let alone an SSS-grade one.
“I want to view the talent attributes.” Yang Ming spoke impatiently.
【Talent】: Supreme Overlord.
【Effect】: Within your territory, you can obtain one Point every second. One Point can summon one warrior.
【Current points】: 10（growing automatically）
【Note】: After upgrading your territory level to special grade, you can also use points to exchange for any other item.
Looking at the description of this perfect talent, Yang Ming’s heartbeat suddenly quickened.
It was too powerful!
With this talent, he would definitely be able to help Huaxia seize back the fifth king-tier territory within one month.
Yang Ming instantly became filled with energy!
Afterward, he checked his territory information.
【Name】: Junior lord’s Manor.
【Owner】: Yang Ming.
【Location】: parallel universe 14, Server 404, Blue Star Domain 996, novice zone 10086.
【Level】: junior territory.
【Area】: 200,000 square meters.
【Buildings】: 0 barracks, 0 Granaries, 1 residence, 1 farmland, 1 fishpond, 0 Defensive Towers…
【Wealth】: 0.
【National fortune points】: 0.
“This place really needs to be rebuilt from the ground up. My territory only has a few scattered, dilapidated buildings.”
At this moment, Yang Ming stood in front of the lord’s Manor, observing his territory.
Within the territory’s boundaries, there were only a few small wooden cabins.
A dozen or so natives dressed in cloth garments gathered beside the wooden cabins. Their expressions were extremely restrained as they looked at Yang Ming in trepidation.
Every new lord could be assigned a dozen or so natives, including but not limited to blacksmiths, chefs, farmers, and hunters…
Long wooden fences surrounded the territory. Although they could not withstand large beasts, they still offered a certain degree of protection.
Outside the territory was an unknown, mysterious New World inhabited by Deities, magical beasts, angels, giants, demons, dragonkin maidens, catgirls, goblins, minotaurs…
“I need to gather resources quickly, find a way to build up the territory’s infrastructure, and then upgrade the lord’s Manor to intermediate grade as soon as possible!”
On the Myriad Races Battlefield, time was life, so Yang Ming decided to use his talent as soon as possible.
“First, summon 500 warriors.” Eight minutes later, Yang Ming silently repeated the command in his mind.
A flash of spiritual light appeared.
Five hundred human warriors clad in armor appeared in Yang Ming’s territory.
“Greetings, lord.” The warriors knelt before Yang Ming one after another.
Yang Ming checked their information.
【Name】: human warrior.
【Quality tier】: common grade.
【Combat power】: 17（The average combat power of an adult male is 5）
【Description】: Humans from the civilizations of other star systems. After their defeat on the Myriad Races Battlefield, their nations in the real world were destroyed as well. They were imprisoned in the Dark Prison, awaiting the summon of someone destined to find them.
【Skill】: fortification（Permanently increases Defense by 10%）
“Rise.” Yang Ming was very satisfied with the warriors’ attributes.
The warriors rose one after another, then stood straight as they waited for Yang Ming to issue his orders.
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