In AnkaraâŠ
An army of 15,000 Metal Fortresses stood outside the city, their metal armor reflecting a blinding light at anyone who lay their eyes on them.
Accompanying them were even more Elite Horse Archers wearing metal armor.
Ankaraâs chieftain climbed up the city wall. Upon seeing the massive army, his eyes rolled upward and he fainted on the spot. His subjects didnât hesitate to raise the white flags they had already prepared beforehand.
âWe surrender!â
They are surrendering just like that? How rare.
Shu Yichao scratched his head.
He thought that nations who hadnât been pummeled before would first try to test his hand. Letting out a sigh, he looked at the minimap.
âNext city.â
The powers along the way dispatched their scouts to evaluate if Shu Yichao, the legendary Horseman of the Apocalypse, truly lived up to his reputation. However, with a single glanceâŠ
âAHHHHHH!!!â
They would howl like monkeys before anxiously striking their steeds, fleeing frantically as if something had possessed them.
Shu Yichao never saw any of them again.
He made his way to Antioch.
A white flag was flown. All of the commanders kneeled in front of the city gates to surrender.
âThis is weird. Why are they surrendering so quickly? Has my reputation spread this far?â
As he approached the Holy City JerusalemâŠ
âThe envoy of the true God is here!â
âWe offer our insignificant lives to the Horseman of the Apocalypse. We only hope that you can take pity on us and spare our lives.â
They didnât even attempt to negotiate. Everyone came out to surrender, allowing Shu Yichao to do whatever he wanted to them. Even switching religion was negotiable to them.
âTsk. I thought that I could set Jerusalem ablaze⊠Why are they kneeling too?â
After conducting a grand Mandarin examination along the coast of the Adriatic Sea, Shu Yichao stared at his map and fell into deep thought.
âIt looks like I have completed the tutorial. Should I head further eastward and take a peek at the next level?â
âŠ
Time flew by.
In ConstantinopeâŠ
âHmm, does this mean that the Eastern Romain Empire has become great once more?â Constantin XI murmured under his breath as he stared at the surrender letters that had flown in like snowflakes.
Looking at the map, the Eastern Romain Empire had conquered all of the land around the Adriatic Sea, from the northern forest to the southern desert. It looked like the indomitable Romain Empire had finally returned.
âOf course not,â Sophia, who had grown a few years older, shook her head. âYour Majesty, pardon my candor, but the one they have surrendered to is the Horseman of the Apocalypse and not the Eastern Romain Empireâs Augustus.â
ââŠâ Constantin XI clasped his face. âSophia, canât you say something nice for a change to humor me?â
âYour Majesty,â Sophia smiled, âhonesty is a virtue. Itâs one thing to lie to others, but we shouldnât get swept into our own lies too.â
âAll right.â There was a moment of silence before Constantin XI smiled, looking more relaxed than ever. âI understand. Iâll abdicate once our Caesar returns to Constantinope.â
Once our Caesar becomes the Augustus, those countries will have no choice but to acknowledge our Eastern Romain Empire! Speaking of which, Sophia is coming of age. In a few yearsâ time, she will be able to marryâŠ
This means that weâre still keeping the throne within our family.
With the Caesarâs young age and incredible capabilities, our empire is as sturdy as an unmoving boulder!
Constantin XI had already calculated it all out.
âThereâs no need for that,â Sophia calmly pointed out.
âHm?â
âThe Horseman of the Apocalypse once told me that the world is huge; he wishes to hack it up.â
Constantin XI was taken aback.
Thatâs just a phrase or something, right? She just means that he wants to explore the world⊠right?
Sophia paid no heed to Constantin XIâs inner thoughts and continued, âThe Horseman of Apocalypse came from the East, so itâs only normal for him to return there.â
ââŠAh?â Constantin XI was stunned. âYouâre saying that heâll leave the Eastern Romain Empire? He doesnât want the huge empire he has conquered?â
He panicked.
Even though those territories officially belonged to the Eastern Romain Empire, Sophia was right to point out that the ones they had submitted to were Shu Yichao and not Constantin XI.
Right now, the areas that were truly under the Eastern Romain Empireâs controlâmeaning that they heeded the Augustusâ commandâwas roughly the territories during the peak of Basil II, as well as the areas around Italy and Hungary.
Beyond that, the Augustusâ influence was limited.
If Shu Yichao left, who was to suppress those fellows?
Constantin XI knew for one that he didnât have the capability to do so.
âI think so,â Sophia calmly replied. âThe Horseman of the Apocalypse sees these as mere transient mortal possessions. But Your Majesty, you need not worry. The Horseman of the Apocalypse has told me that Iâll become the maxed-out sacred emperor who rules the six boundaries. (T/N: The six boundaries refers to the character stat map presented in a hexagon, though Sophia misunderstands it.)
âI will do it, be it North, South, East, West, the Sky, or the Sea. I shall put everything under the Eastern Romain Empireâs rule!â
Sophiaâs eyes blazed with ambition.
âDuring the absence of the Horseman of the Apocalypse, I, as his devout follower, shall guard the empire he has left behind. Iâll eradicate anyone who refuses to submit.
âI shall make the world speak the same tongue. I shall connect all roads in the world. I shall standardize the units of measurement in the world! Everything that he expects of me, I shall fulfill them one by one.
âI believe that a day will come when he returns!â
âŠ
In the riverâŠ
âClouds drift in the northwest, fluffed up like carriage tops?â Shu Yichao murmured a familiar poem as he stared speechlessly at the pitch-black sky. âFluffed up like carriage tops? More like covering the entire sky!â
Looking at the map, he should be nearing the Transoxania region. Beyond it would be the Western Regions.
But this area was covered in billowing storm clouds that fell all the way down to the ground, grumbling menacingly as if to deter others from entering. It felt cold and eerie, and from time to time, there would be flashes of lightning.
It would be dangerous to venture in.
Shu Yichao reached out and touched the storm cloudsâthey felt like cotton.
âGot it.â
Realization suddenly struck Shu Yichao when he glanced at the minimap and saw that the region beyond was black.
âThe developers didnât make content for the eastern area, so they just put a black fog here to demarcate the borders. Oh well, I have no complaints. The content they have created is already excellent as it isâŠâ
Just thenâŠ
âWhatâs that sound?â
He seemed to hear a furry bundle rolling around the ground.
ă!!!ă
ăMy host?!ă
System 12345 cried out.
Whatâs going on? Did I establish communication with my host?! When was the communication system repaired?
Hold on, even the screen is repaired too!!!
ăWuuuu, my host!ă
System 12345 bawled.
ăIâm finally able to contact you!ă
It wasnât easy at all! I was only able to get into contact with my host when my internship was about to be completed.
Indeed, you didnât hear wrongly.
I, System 12345, is about to complete my internship!
It could hardly sit still when Sophia turned seven.
It struggled to sleep when Sophia turned eight.
It felt restless when Sophia turned nine.
And now, Sophia is already eleven. Thereâs only half a year more before she reaches twelve. Once that happens, Iâll be able to submit my internship report!
Time to pop a bottle of champagne!
Granted that it hadnât done much to help, those were trivial details not worth paying attention to.
Overjoyed, System 12345 started excitedly explaining the situation to Shu Yichao.
ăMy host, let me tell you something. You mustnât get startled. Actually, you have transmigrated to another world!ă
However, Shu Yichaoâs reaction wasâŠ
âIs the developer updating the mod in real-time? The mission window has been switched with a voice transmission. The voice sounds quite pleasant.â
Shu Yichao yawned.
âOh well, Iâll look into it next time. Time to log out and rest.â
ăHuh?ă
ăMy host, you have really transmigrated! Iâm not lying to you. You canât return anymore, but thereâs nothing to be worried about. IâŠă
ăWait, whatâs with those pile of metal men?ă
ăThose appear to be summoned through the administrative program⊠but why donât I have an impression of that at all?ă
System 12345 felt light-headed.
Something even more dizzying happened before its eyes.
After Shu Yichao pressed the button to log out, his body suddenly morphed into a wisp of smoke and vanished without a trace. It was almost as if he didnât exist in this world.
The Metal Fortresses behind him also disappeared amidst a wisp of smoke, leaving with him.
ăAh?ă
System 12345 was utterly flabbergasted.
ăHeâs able to transmigrate back on his own? Does this even make sense?ă
ăHold up⊠My internship!!!ă
Why must it happen at a time like this?! I was on the verge of success!
Not only did all of the capture targets in my internship die, but even my host has escaped tooâŠ
ăWUUUUU! UWAAAAAA!!!ă
What better way was there to overcome sorrow than to bawl oneâs feelings out?
Just as System 12345 thought that it had fallen to its lowest point, the world proved that the worst had yet to happenâŠ
ăYou previously told me that youâre a Femme Fatale Conquest System that has minimal impact on the worldview?ă
The consciousness of the world questioned in a huff.
ăThatâs right.ă
System 12345 instinctively answered.
ăRight, my ass! The fuck you are a Femme Fatale Conquest System!ă
The consciousness of the world roared.
ăFuck you! So many countries were destroyed. So many heroes were killed. The worldâs history has been thrown into disarray. A portion of my World Essence was even siphoned off!ă
ăAnd you have the cheek to call this romance?! Are you here to intern or to wreck things up?ă
ăScram!ă
Before System 12345 could explain itself, the consciousness of the world had already evicted it from this world.
ăâŠă
(ĂłïčĂČ)