There is no system, no grandpa, no bulldozers, no philately, only a small employee, no wealth, no power, no power, step by step in the Three Kingdoms!

A hero is still a hero, a beauty is still a country, a conspiracy is still a plot, a king is still a domineering? Slowly walk all the way through the Three Kingdoms, you will find that Cao Cao did not offer swords, Liu Bei not only can cry, Sun Quan is balanced, let’s have a look at Lu Bu and Guan Yu’s martial arts, and take a look at the cuteness of Xiao Qiao…

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."