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

After entering the mansion, Lin Qian was greeted by a chaotic scene; the front courtyard was in shambles, with members of both the Eight-Armed Sea Clan and the Human Clan, all bearing injuries, busy repairing the damage.


Lin Qian realized why the other buildings were well preserved and needed no repairs, but there were traces of mending in front of this mansion.


The mansion was damaged, their bodies were injured, and it was clear at a glance what had happened.


"Who did this!" Just as Lin Qian and his group entered, disturbing the repairers who then looked up, Zhang Tianxin was already unable to suppress his anger and roared.


From this scene, it was obvious that someone had attacked them!


Zhou Yian, wearing the water-breathing Soul Device that Lin Qian had given him, had an unreadable expression due to the mask, but his furrowed eyebrows and the eyes filled with a murderous aura were enough to discern his attitude.


"Clan Leader, you have finally arrived."


Chapter 250: Strange Things Happening Frequently