Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

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As the train's announcements played their distinctive, emotionless, electronically synthesized voice, the slight vibrations inside the carriage gradually subsided.

The train is about to arrive at the station.

[Next stop: Chenliu County, Suanzao County (suburbs)]

Please take your personal protective equipment with you and disembark in an orderly manner. Have a pleasant journey.

Immediately, everyone's watches vibrated, displaying mission information for this world.

Main Quest: Rise to Fame in Chaotic Times

[Mission Mode]: Faction Wars/Contribution Race

mission target:

1. Within 24 hours, choose to join either the [Kwantung Allied Forces] or the [Dong Zhuo Army].

2. Before the Battle of Hulao Pass ends (i.e. before Dong Zhuo burns Luoyang and completely retreats), the individual/team's [Battle Prestige] must reach "Famous in One Region" (3000 points) or higher.

[Tip]: Assisting your faction in achieving strategic objectives (the Allied Forces breaching Hulao Pass/Dong Zhuo's army holding out until the capital is moved) will grant you a large amount of [Battle Prestige].

If the strategic objective fails, a large amount of [Battle Prestige] will also be deducted.

Penalty for failure: [Lost].

Rewards: 1500 base reward points, 1 D-level side quest.

[Advanced/Competitive Mechanism: Battle Merit Leaderboard]

Note: This mission will deploy a total of 5 D-rank Reincarnation Squads, and the system will activate a real-time [Battle Merit Leaderboard].

How to obtain battle merits:

1. Kill enemy soldiers/generals.

2. To change the course of local battles.

3. Gain the recognition and appreciation of key characters in the plot (Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Lü Bu, etc.).

Ranking Rewards:

The team that wins first place will receive 3000 reward points, 1 C-level side quest, and 1 random C-level equipment/skill book for each member.

Teams ranked 2nd and 3rd: Each team member receives 1500 reward points and 1 D-level side quest.

Teams ranked 4th and 5th: No additional rewards.

……

Letting out a long breath, Zhang Yuan looked at the complicated rules and knew that this mission... had to be carried out in a high-profile manner.

"Sour jujube?" Ah-Qiang scratched his head, looking out the car window at the hazy sky. "That name sounds kind of delicious?"

"Uncultured." Zhang Yuan was pondering a strategy for the mission when he heard this, and without looking up, he explained, "In the first month of the first year of the Chuping era, the warlords of Guandong rose up to attack Dong Zhuo. Suanzao was the core gathering place where the various warlords swore an oath of blood and vowed to march north."

"In other words, this place now gathers the world's most ambitious schemers, the most elite armies, and... the greatest fortune."

"Hiss—" The airtight door slid open slowly. A gust of cold wind, carrying the scent of chill, withered grass, and a faint metallic odor, instantly rushed into the carriage. It wasn't ordinary wind; it was the unique smell of a chaotic world.

"Get out of the car." Zhang Yuan took the lead and walked out, and the four of them then stepped onto this ancient land.

This is a vast and desolate wilderness. The withered grass shivers in the cold wind, and a sense of bleak desolation permeates the air.

But when everyone looked up at the horizon, all the desolation was instantly replaced by awe.

"My God..." Tao Tao's mouth dropped open, and she almost dropped the law book in her hand.

Several miles away on the plain, endless military camps stretched like a white ocean to the horizon.

What's even more chilling is that above that vast military camp, a terrifying aura of red and black is visibly hovering.

Like tangible smoke signals, they soared into the sky, stirring up the clouds in the heavens, and one could vaguely hear the roars of clashing swords and the howls of dragons and tigers.

"What is that? A mirage?" Ah-Qiang rubbed his eyes.

"No." Zhang Yuan pushed up his tactical glasses on the bridge of his nose. In the vision of the [Omniscient Eye (Pseudo)], that aura presented an extremely terrifying high-energy reaction data stream.

"That's the killing intent of a military formation."

Zhang Yuan's tone became serious: "It seems that the train is not so kind as to send us to that low-martial-arts Three Kingdoms period in the official history where people fight each other with swords to farm points."

"This should be a 'high-martial arts fiction world' where generals can break open city gates and strategists can summon wind and rain."

Lin Qingyue gripped the knife tightly in her hand. She could feel the [Demon Sword - Crimson Rain] in her arms trembling slightly.

That wasn't fear, it was excitement.

This demonic blade from another world caught the intoxicating scent of the blood of the powerful that permeated the air of this world.

"Boss, how do we get in?" Ah Qiang looked at his cyberpunk-style mechanical exoskeleton, then at the ancient soldiers in iron armor in the distance, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Just walk over there like that? Won't people think I'm a monster?"

Zhang Yuan looked down at himself. He was wearing heavy alloy plate armor and carrying a heavy cross made from the spine of a troll, which, even when wiped clean, still exuded a bloody and ferocious aura.

This appearance is so convincing, you could easily pass for a holy monk or a black knight crawled out of hell. If someone actually walked in like that, Cao Cao would probably mistake him for a remnant of the Yellow Turban Rebellion and shoot him to death with arrows.

"Of course not, we need a little disguise."

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, flipped his wrist, and took out the props he had prepared in advance from his storage space.

In the miscellaneous items section of the train shop, there are some "fashion" items that have no attributes and are purely for decoration or to cover up the appearance of equipment. They are ridiculously cheap.

Upon learning that the next mission world was set in the ancient Three Kingdoms period, Zhang Yuan immediately purchased items such as the [Appearance Transformation Item - Moon White Holy Robe (No Attributes)] and [Holy Radiance - Weapon Coating], which cost a little over 100 points in total.

As a professional capitalist, Zhang Yuan understands the importance of "packaging".

In ancient times, you could lack ability, but you absolutely could not lack appearance.

Ten minutes later, the "Zhang Group," which had been filled with a blend of modern and magical atmosphere, completely disappeared.

Instead, a group of eccentric charlatans emerged, whose unique style inexplicably resonated with the aesthetics of the times.

Zhang Yuan did not remove his heavy plate armor, but with the help of the illusion item, his appearance had changed into a wide, moon-white robe, with intricate and mysterious patterns embroidered in gold thread at the hem.

Although it's hard and stiff inside (plate armor, don't get the wrong idea), to outsiders, this master will only appear to be tall and slender, with an air of otherworldly elegance.

The menacing bone cross in his hand was also sprayed with a special coating, turning the originally stark white bone into a holy bright silver, with a faint, soft glow emanating from its core, making it look like a true artifact of salvation.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's hands were clasped together at the top of the cross, his brows showing compassion, like a saint from the far west.

A-Qiang was draped in a heavy animal skin cloak, completely concealing his conspicuous mechanical arm and hydraulic legs. The long, rectangular object (Gatling gun) he carried on his back was also wrapped in layers of coarse linen, resembling some kind of massive machine tool or heavy weapon.

Lin Qingyue and Tao Tao changed into smart ancient-style outfits, and put on bamboo hats and veils.

Lin Qingyue's demon sword hung at her waist, her temperament as cold as a female knight-errant; Tao Tao held a thick, ancient book in her arms, its cover seemingly made of withered wood, looking harmless, like a little medicine boy who had come out to train with his master.

"Remember our persona." Zhang Yuan straightened his sleeves, his demeanor instantly shifting from that of a shrewd capitalist to a compassionate and virtuous monk:

"We are monks from the 'Great Qin Kingdom' (Rome) in the far west, which is roughly equivalent to ascetic monks. We have come here out of compassion for the suffering of the people in the East, seeking a wise ruler to save all beings."

"In this era of feudal superstition, the more mysterious one's identity and the more charlatan-like one's words, the more likely one is to be treated as an honored guest."

"Boss...you're such a good actor." Ah Qiang couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"That's called professionalism." Zhang Yuan raised the cross and pointed to the endless rows of military camp gates in the distance: "Let's go."

"Let's go and meet that treacherous hero of a chaotic era, and that... unparalleled demon god."

"Gentlemen, listen—the dragon's roar."