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

As the shouts erupted, a terrifying imperial authority descended from the sky, pressing down on the group of walking corpses.


Instantaneously, the walking corpses, originally driven only by the urge to kill, seemed to sense fear, frantically retreating backward, moving away from the man and his two children.


Nine Five-Clawed Golden Dragons, their bodies enwreathed in red-gold lightning, charged towards the group of walking corpses. It was just a confrontation, and the walking corpses closest were smashed into pieces.


The impact left them in such a state that their Dantians were shattered, and they could no longer fight.


The strength of these walking corpses, at most, ranged from the First Level to the Second Level of the Nirvana Realm, hardly worth mentioning in front of Lin Qian. By simply summoning the nine dragons, he could easily sweep aside the group of walking corpses with ease.


Chapter 145: Rations