Chen Xi stared at the soldier who had just hurled a boulder weighing several hundred kilograms, speechless as he gazed up at the heavens. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty?

Lü Bu single-handedly cut through an army of ten thousand men—since when was that scientifically possible?

Zhao Zilong was truly possessed by a dragon’s spirit, cleaving a mountain with one swing of his sword. How is this human?!

Dian Wei shielded Cao Cao alone as they fought their way out of the enemy camp, slaughtering thousands of infantry and cavalry along the way. Since when was combat prowess this broken?

"Something’s seriously wrong here," Chen Xi muttered. He casually picked up a goose-feather fan and gave it a light wave—only for fierce gales to erupt instantly. Sighing, he resigned himself to the truth: "This has to be mythology. Heck, I’m not even normal anymore."

Chen Xi looked at the pawns who had left a huge stone of hundreds of kilograms, and looked at the sky silently. Is this really the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty?

Lu Bu single-handedly penetrated 10,000 troops, this is unscientific.

Zhao Zilong is really possessed by the soul of the dragon, and his sword is broken. Is this really a human?

Dian Wei singled out Cao Cao to kill the enemy camp, and slaughtered thousands of steps on the opposite side. This fighting power burst into the table!

Isn’t this something wrong? Chen Xi touched a goose feather fan and waved it. He sighed heavily, “This is a myth, I’m not normal anymore.”

ps: Actually this is a serious farming …