The rain drenches Cole City, and the night shrouds a perilous night. Lin En, the butcher shop owner, awaits his customers in solitude. He is a ghost from another world who died suddenly, yet also a benevolent god reborn. His broth, rich in aroma, warms the heart and nourishes all things. He is uncritical, offering a unique blend of warmth and healing to everyone from ordinary people with dreams to those gravely wounded Extraordinary Ones. When the first customer steps foot into the butcher shop, the fate of the world begins to change. Years later, Lin En asks his most loyal angel to write his biography—claims of a flesh-and-blood evil god and spiritual pollution are slanders leveled by the ignorant. The Great Master is the most benevolent and omniscient deity in the world. His honorable name is Great Love.

Arthur Thorne rose from his throne of brass, corpses, and pipes, donning a crown forged from alchemy, steam, and blood, and taking up the scythe entwined with fate. He looked up. The twinkling stars in the sky were all enemies. But before that... Arthur Thorne, newly transported, faced a grave problem: how to hollow out his body and survive when alchemy, medicine, and conventional supernatural powers proved ineffective.

An Lan was originally giving a boastful speech in a beer hall. When he was excited, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. After waking up, he traveled to a feudal dynasty in another world.

The good news is that he became the legitimate son of General Pingbei, not an ordinary citizen.

The bad news is that those who are left as hostages in the capital, as a general holding military power, have to leave some of his family members in the capital so that the emperor can sleep peacefully.

Fortunately, there is a sign-in system, and I got a hundred death warriors on the first day!

Opening: Let you be proud for a few days. Today's move is just a temporary measure.

Mid-term: If you want to conquer the world, now is the time! The time has come, start your army today!

Ending: I want to conquer the world, who can compete with me?