Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

In the examination room, Zheng Qian stared blankly at the stars in the sky.

I slept all afternoon, took the third subject, the numerical reasoning exam, and then slept for another hour while solving the puzzles. Now I'm full of energy.

Can't sleep, can't sleep at all.

He got up and walked to the end of the passage, where the soldiers stood ramrod straight, neither looking at nor asking about Zheng Qian's arrival.

As long as Zheng Qian doesn't cross the red line on the ground, he's not within their jurisdiction, and they won't say a word.

Bored, Zheng Qian lay on the floor, gazing at the stars.

"Zheng Qian, what do you think of my proposal?"

Dong Hao's voice sounded from behind, but Zheng Qian continued to look at the stars.

"Bean sprout, I only want to roam the world with a sword, I have no interest in power."

"That's such a pity."

Dong Hao lay down and fell asleep next to Zheng Qian, and slowly said.

"The Fifty Kingdoms are too backward. Not only are their ideas backward, but their cultivation techniques and combat strength are also very backward. If I find someone who shares the same ideals, I will definitely work with him to change the status quo of the Fifty Kingdoms, develop their power, and prevent them from being bullied."

"Bean sprouts, have you ever heard the saying?"

"What?"

"If you fall behind, you will be attacked."

Does falling behind mean being vulnerable to attack?

Dong Hao repeated these six words over and over, his eyes gradually brightening.

That's a perfect summary, a classic quote.

“Zheng Qian, you’re absolutely right. The fifty countries were attacked because they were backward. That’s absolutely true.”

Once Dong Hao starts talking, he just can't stop.

"Did you know that the Fifty Kingdoms have always lived under the rule of sects? They have no room for development. If there are outstanding talents, they will be captured by the sects and made to rule the Fifty Kingdoms. They treat the Fifty Kingdoms like livestock."

Zheng Qian remained silent. He knew what Dong Hao was talking about; after all, he had been reading books like crazy these past few days, and it hadn't been for nothing.

The fifty kingdoms were ruled by the Heavenly Vein Sect, whose power was immense, leaving the fifty kingdoms with no chance of resistance.

These are just snippets of information, and Zheng Qian cannot learn more from the book. Dong Hao brought up this topic, and Zheng Qian was very interested in it.

Long Batian is from the Tianmai Sect.

Zheng Qian feigned surprise and asked, "Fifty kingdoms ruled by sectarian factions? I really didn't know that. Even a powerful kingdom like Guangxiang was ruled by them?"

Dong Hao sneered and said disdainfully, "Guangxiang Kingdom is nothing. They may be number one in terms of military strength among the fifty kingdoms, but their backbone is far inferior to that of our Crescent Moon Kingdom."

"Thirty years ago, the Demon Radiance Sect came to the Crescent Moon Kingdom to develop its influence. We mobilized the entire nation to drive the Demon Radiance Sect out of the country. However, the Guangxiang Kingdom acted like a coward. As soon as the Demon Radiance Sect arrived, they surrendered and even established guardians for the Demon Radiance Sect, allowing them to openly harm the people. They had no backbone at all."

Dong Hao grew increasingly angry as he spoke, and sat up abruptly to continue, "Do you know how many newborns the Demon Radiance Sect kills every year for cultivation? A million, a full million babies! Don't be fooled by the apparent wealth and prosperity of Guangxiang Kingdom; it's actually riddled with problems. The people just lack the ability to resist, otherwise they would have rebelled long ago."

"It's only because General Fanlang and Scholar Moyuan are capable, and Fengzhi City has been helping the people, that Guangxiang Kingdom's population has been halved long ago, and there would be no false prosperity now."

"If I had the talents of Fan Lang, Mo Yuan, and Feng Feiyang, the Crescent Moon Kingdom would have eradicated the Demon Radiance Sect, a cancer among the fifty kingdoms, long ago, and restored peace to the people of the world."

Zheng Qian asked, puzzled, "Which is more powerful, the Heavenly Vein Sect or the Demon Radiance Sect?"

“There’s no comparison.” Dong Hao shook his head and gestured with his hands, “The Heavenly Vein Sect is so big, and the Demon Radiance Sect is so small. A hundred Demon Radiance Sect members couldn’t beat the Heavenly Vein Sect.”

Zheng Qian took a deep breath. Fifty kingdoms were powerless against the Demon Radiance Sect, and even a hundred Demon Radiance Sect members couldn't defeat the Heavenly Vein Sect.

So, how strong is the Heavenly Vein Sect?

He was determined to become Long Batian's disciple.

Dong Hao wasn't worried at all that the soldiers around him could hear their conversation, and simply ignored them.

“Zheng Qian, the Guangxiang Kingdom is rotten to the core. All its prosperity is just a mirage. Apart from a few cities that are still prosperous, it is common for the local people to eat each other’s children. Unless there is a complete overhaul from top to bottom, it will be doomed sooner or later.”

"Come to the Crescent Moon Kingdom. I'll be the emperor and you'll be the prime minister. Together, we'll grow stronger, destroy the Demon Radiance Sect, link the fifty kingdoms into one entity, and form a super power."

Zheng Qian was puzzled as to why Dong Hao had invited him to the Crescent Moon Kingdom time and time again.

"Bean sprout, we only met today, how dare you invite me to be the prime minister? Aren't you afraid I'm an incompetent person who will take advantage of you?"

"Hehe." Dong Hao smiled smugly and whispered in Zheng Qian's ear.

"I have the military generals of the Crescent Moon Kingdom compile your methods of turning the tide of battle, seizing command without lifting a finger, and having the entire army descend upon the imperial city to seize the throne into a book for study, with each of them writing a 30,000-word tactical analysis."

Zheng Qian's eyes were icy cold, and the surrounding air temperature dropped several degrees instantly, his killing intent bursting forth without any concealment.

Dong Hao actually investigated him.

Dong Hao shivered, then smiled amicably and continued, "Wuyan Kingdom is the most backward of the fifty kingdoms. Apart from you, no one else in the Heroes' Gathering has the strength to participate. You are an exception. Are you a prodigy whose fortunes have turned around? I am willing to give everything to be your friend."

Looking into Dong Hao's eyes, Zheng Qian really didn't know if he was telling the truth.

Dong Hao is no simple man.

The two talked until midnight, and they spoke in hushed tones afterward, so that the soldiers did not hear them and it became their secret.

The next morning, Zheng Qian ate the breakfast that Dong Hao had brought with a clear conscience, exchanged a smile with Mo Li, and waited for the exam papers to be distributed.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

After the bronze bell rang, the exam papers were handed to Zheng Qian.

The fourth subject is music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, showcasing one's talents.

The rhythms of this world are different from those of Earth, so Zheng Qian still doesn't understand.

The musical scales of the fifty countries are more complex, but they contain fewer expressive elements.

The questions were based on complex musical notes, but Zheng Qian couldn't understand them at all.

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Qian wrote 1234567, Do, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La, Si in the blank space, then wrote the musical notation on it and marked how to write and spell the music.

Zheng Qian's idea was simple: music has no boundaries, and it would be a wonderful thing to let the world's rhythms develop and be full of artistic color.

The calligraphy component of the middle school entrance exam involves copying a poem.

Zheng Qian carefully held the brush, and the clerical script characters leaped onto the paper, with strong and elegant strokes.

As for the painting, Zheng Qian painted some bamboo, which was not bad, but it could not be considered a masterpiece.

So-so, simple and ordinary.

The chess portion of the test involved a game called Thirty-Two Checkers, which Zheng Qian found completely baffling and incomprehensible.

Wuyan is too outdated; nobody has ever played it.

Zheng Qian drew a set of chess pieces in the blank space and began to write.

The horse moves in an L-shape, the elephant flies across the field, the chariot moves in a straight line, and the cannon jump