Dusk in a Midsummer’s Day

Among the professional strategy warfare gamers on earth, Lin Qian easily emerged as the strongest within the industry. After all, there weren’t many who could defeat a perfect example of a hardcore casher!
With a twist of fate, the extravagant gamer left the world in an unfortunate accident. Leaving behind his wealth, he was transmigrated.
In this new world, Lin Qian had absolutely nothing he could be proud of. As an alchemist, his brewing pot exploded. As an iron welder, cast-iron turned scrap metals. Not to mention, his dismal talents extended to spiritual arrays and beyond. Besides his slightly above average talent in cultivation, he did not possess anything else that had even a slight semblance to a talent.
Yet, life was not all bleak. On one fateful day, he discovered a revolutionary change. The mega-empire which dominated the gaming servers, the very land which he reigned over as emperor, had followed him through his transmigration. Not just so, the invulnerable generals, lieutenants, and the million men army had escaped the realm of mere codes and gained the breath of life.
Now, as living beings, they swore their allegiance and lives to him, their Peerless Emperor.

The Peerless Emperor

Lin Qian's connection with Wei Wushuang through the Tactical Mirror was severed, and the mirrors in front of each of them returned to their tranquil state.


This time, by using the Tactical Mirror to communicate, Lin Qian reassured his master and Ye Xin about his real situation, so they would not worry about his current circumstances.


"Senior, I don't quite understand; why doesn't Little Qian simply have his subordinates take action to annihilate those two despicable races? Wouldn't that solve the problem? Why is he only aiding the Human Clan of that Small World, making them do it themselves?" Ye Xin blinked her eyes curiously.


She was also curious about why Wei Wushuang was so focused on Lin Qian's actions and his intentions.


Chapter 158: Destination