Exiled Three Thousand Li? I'll Just Claim the Saline-Alkali Land!

Lin Yue transmigrates into the Great Qian Dynasty, only to be stripped of his property and exiled from the very first moment—a brutal start in a world of martial grandmasters and iron cavalry. Just as despair sets in, he awakens the "Fourth Calamity System," which allows him to summon players from Earth into this alien realm. He expects them to help him farm, build, and maybe spark a quiet rebellion. Instead, they tear up the script entirely. When faced with the dynasty's revered martial arts masters, the players scoff: "Meridians and true qi? That's just outdated conduit gymnastics. Watch me reforge it into High-Frequency Oscillation True Art—one punch, and that defense is gone!" When the Northern Garrison's three thousand heavy cavalry thunders toward them, their eyes gleam: "Hey guys, what if we strap that bronze gear from the ruins onto a scrap-iron cauldron and call it a steam-powered mech? Times change, old man!" Before long, the Great Qian Dynasty finds its world turned upside down. Civil engineers become master craftsmen, carving out underground fortresses and hand-forging crystal-energy muskets. Chemistry maniacs rebrand as alchemists, brewing volatile explosives from spiritual marrow essence. And when the emperor himself marches south with a hundred-thousand-strong army to crush the rebellion, he is met not by a ragged band of peasants, but by a subterranean mechanical metropolis rising from the earth—and thousands of "fourth calamity" players piloting steampunk-xianxia battle suits, howling for first-blood kills. Lin Yue can only shrug: "I just wanted to stay alive. But they went and dug up the ancient ruins—and somehow swept the whole dynasty off the map."