Chapter 1

Yan Xing is a recent graduate who has just found a job at a small company. He shuttles through the city every day, waking up early and working late, striving to make a living. In his heart, he wonders when he will earn enough money to buy a small house in this city and find a girlfriend.

But such an ordinary life came to an end after he discovered he had a small ability.

That day, Yan Xing, wearing a helmet, was riding his electric scooter through an open field.

A cool breeze blew, green trees swayed, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and grass.

The vast grassland, compared to the skyscrapers of the city where he lived, presented a different kind of scenery.

But... why am I here?

What place is this? The suburbs of the city shouldn't be such a desolate grassland!

And what are these two foreigners in tattered clothes, holding pitchforks, doing in front of me?

The two foreigners' clothes were so tattered they were almost in shreds, and the dried mud on them had turned them into strips. Their faces were covered in mud, their hair was messy, and they looked as if they had rolled in the mud.

There was no village or town in sight.

Am I being robbed?

Yan Xing, with his broken English, asked the two strange foreigners: "Hello! Good morning! How do I go to Er Lang Bridge?"

He wasn't sure if they could understand him.

These two foreigners seemed to be somewhat afraid of the wheeled "mount" under Yan Xing, but one of them still made a show of thrusting the pitchfork forward and quickly pulling it back.

Then he said in the weakest voice, "Hey, do you have any food? Quick... hand it over!"

Yan Xing, straddling his electric scooter, looked calm but was actually very nervous inside.

He didn't take off his helmet, his hands gripping the throttle, ready to take off and run at any moment.

It's too strange.

In the outskirts of Zhehai City, where every inch of land is valuable, it's impossible for there to be such a large undeveloped grassland. And Yan Xing was very sure that he was still on his way to work just a moment ago, but suddenly, he and his scooter were on this grassland.

Did I travel through time?

When Yan Xing realized he could understand the completely foreign-accented language of the other party, he was certain that he had indeed traveled through time.

Now, two against one, it's hard to fight with two fists against four hands.

Even though they looked like they hadn't eaten for days, the pitchforks in their hands still had some deterrent power against the unarmed Yan Xing.

Run...

In this unfamiliar place, running around randomly is just asking for trouble.

Stay low for now, don't be too strong.

Being poked by a pitchfork that smells of feces and is covered in some yellow stuff would be more insulting than harmful.

"Food? Yes, yes, I have..." Yan Xing took a plastic bag from the storage compartment on the back of his scooter, took out two hamburgers, and handed them over: "I'm just a passerby, I mean you no harm. Can you put down your weapons? They look scary..."

Before Yan Xing could finish speaking, the aroma of wheat and meat drew the two men to drop their pitchforks and run over, snatching the hamburgers.

The smell was even more enticing up close.

They didn't even tear off the wrapping paper, just opened their mouths and bit into the hamburgers they were holding with both hands.

Then they both let out satisfied grunts.

This was a kind of food they had never tasted before. The soft bread, the refreshing salad, the tender chicken leg, and the crisp lettuce stimulated their taste buds.

It felt good, but it also made their stomachs even more uncomfortable.

The two men didn't savor this food they had never tasted before; they swallowed the entire hamburger, paper and all, in a few bites.

Then they both looked at Yan Xing again.

"Hey, hey, hey..." The extremely hungry and desperate look in their eyes made Yan Xing a bit scared. He shook the empty bag to show that there was nothing left: "This is all my breakfast, I've already given it to you."

The two men still stared blankly, making Yan Xing even more nervous.

They... they're not going to eat me, are they?

Just as Yan Xing was about to rev the throttle and drive away, he heard a "ding" in his ear, and a line of text suddenly appeared in his mind.

[Two peasants are very admiring of you and hope to join your army. Do you agree?]

What's going on?

Who's talking!

The sudden situation completely exceeded Yan Xing's understanding, leaving him at a loss.

Who are the peasants?

The two people in front of me?

They look like beggars, not peasants!

And what have I done to deserve their admiration?

What does it mean to join my army? What a joke!

[Two peasants are very admiring of you and hope to join your army. Do you agree?]

The text and voice appeared again in Yan Xing's mind.

It doesn't seem like a joke.

And looking at the two "peasants" in front of him, it seemed that if he didn't agree to their joining, they would immediately turn against him.

There's no choice!

[Agree!]

Yan Xing made his choice, and the prompt appeared again.

[You have gained the allegiance of two peasants.]

[You have gained 2 experience points.]

[You have gained 1 point of reputation.]

[You have advanced to Hero.]

[Please check your personal attribute panel for corresponding functions.]

What is an attribute panel?

As the thought flashed through his mind, a long, semi-transparent attribute panel appeared in Yan Xing's field of vision.

Yan Xing (Human) Level: 1

Class: Knight Lord

Attack: 2

Defense: 4

Intelligence: 2

Knowledge: 2

Hero Specialty: Popular Appeal (Increases the attractiveness of human peasants and improves governance efficiency. Inspire: Increases the morale of subjects and allied troops.)

Hero Skills:

Basic Training (In the dedicated training grounds, train low-level troops into high-level troops. Training costs and levels are related.)

Basic Leadership (Limited, constant improvement of the morale of subjects and troops. Can be stacked with the effects of the hero's specialty.)

Basic Offensive Tactics (Limited improvement of the combat effectiveness of troops, making your troops perform better in offensive operations.)

Skills/Magic:

Charge (Increases speed by 50% for a short time. For every 1% increase in speed, attack power increases by 1%.)

Ram (Collide with the target, causing a knockback effect.)

Pray (Slowly heals the injuries of oneself and the target.)

Fervor (Increases the attack power of oneself and allies while reducing defense.)

Taunt (Provokes the target, increasing their hostility towards you.)

Cleave

Shield Bash

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Equipment: None

Achievements: None

Reputation: 1

Looking at his attribute list, Yan Xing was completely baffled.

This feels so much like a game!

Is there anyone who can explain this to me...

Yan Xing looked up at the blue sky, and black crows cawed as they flew overhead.

A cool breeze blew, green trees swayed, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and grass.

And there was a strong odor that entered his nose.

Yan Xing looked down and saw the two peasants lying on the ground, caressing and kissing his electric scooter.

"Hey, what are you doing!"