Exiled by their family to the cursed Ash Wasteland, they face poisoning by their squires right from the start.

In his desperate situation, Xia awakened the [Oracle of Destiny], allowing him to glimpse a corner of the future.

Starting with a doomed banquet, he embarked on a path of defying fate, rising from the ashes to become king.

When winter comes, the entire North becomes a living hell, but his territory remains warm as spring, with mountains of food.

With his knowledge ahead of his time, he transformed the wasteland into a land of miracles; with absolute benevolence and iron-fisted authority, he forged the refugees into the most loyal subjects.

The dragon egg in the mountain's belly is his blood-related companion; the doctor he casually picked up by the roadside is a treasure trove of life-saving skills; the business queen he saved opened up a golden trade route to the world for him; and the cold and proud Sir Winter ultimately presented him with a crown symbolizing power.

When the wings of dragons blot out the sky, and the roar of steam echoes through the North, the whole world will finally hear the whispers of the Ash Dragon King.

In the howling northern wilderness, Louis Calvin wrapped himself in a wolfskin cloak and stood alone on an ice cliff.

As the son of a duke, he was thrown into this permafrost wilderness by his family in the name of "opening up glory".

He thought he was doomed, but he didn't expect the daily intelligence system to be activated:

[Thirty-seven frozen hungry wolves are lurking in the southeast valley and will raid the territory tonight.]

[The corpse of an ancient god will float out of the ice lake at dawn, and the divinity of winter will remain in its heart.]

[The Plantagenet Church will regard you as a blasphemer, and the Holy Flame Knights have embarked on the road to the north]

[The undead frenzy will sweep across the continent, and only one in a million humans will survive.]

...

While the southern nobles were scheming for power, Louis's cavalry had already crushed the barbarian tribes.

The frost dragon roared over the Frost Iron Wall.

Winter has arrived, and this storm will eventually engulf the entire continent.