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

"He's even more advanced than you?" Lin Qian stood there, dumbfounded upon hearing Zhuge Ming's words.


"The Empress is quick-witted, often able to draw inferences from one example. Furthermore, she can spot in the shortest time the complementary aspects between the Empire's cultivation civilization and the present world's cultivation civilization."


"It seems that in this regard, the Empress has a natural, keen perception. In this matter, I am ashamed to say that I am inferior."


"However, I am delighted. Should the Empress keep pace or even surpass me in this area, it will be a great assistance to Your Majesty. It would be an immense boon to Your Majesty, the Empress herself, and the Huaxia Empire."


Saying this, Zhuge Ming's eyes also shone brightly, "Therefore, I teach the Empress without reservation, but only in a way that does not affect her advancement in realm."


Chapter 177: Cognitive Collapse