The scorching summer sun blazed down.
Inside a mud-brick tower with a distinct Arabian style.
A servant woman, her head wrapped in a black headscarf, tall and with striking, three-dimensional features.
She brought a steaming cup of milk to Hu Jun, who sat on the bed, dazed.
“Leader, your hot milk is ready, you can drink it now.”
The servant woman looked up at the man of Chinese descent, whose face was delicate and possessed a unique Eastern charm.
Her eyes gradually became hazy.
It seemed as if a single glance from the man would make her instantly fall to her knees to serve him.
However, Hu Jun didn't notice the implications of this exotic woman.
His eyes were filled with bewilderment and shock.
After a long moment, his mind gradually cleared.
Though confused, he had to accept the reality.
He had indeed transmigrated.
Just minutes ago, he was lying in his university dorm playing a game called "Empire Rise".
The basic idea of the game was to choose a powerful faction and develop it, ultimately growing it into a global empire.
There were many factions to choose from.
From Africa, Asia, America, and the Middle East.
Hu Jun wasn't interested in the desolate wasteland of Africa.
And the Asian and American factions, being close to the powerful Dragon Nation and the Free Nation, were too difficult to develop.
Ultimately, Hu Jun set his sights on the Middle East.
After all, the Middle East was rich in underground resources and strategically well-positioned.
Plus, there weren't any particularly strong neighboring countries threatening it.
It was relatively easier to develop.
And in the Middle East, there were numerous organizations to choose from.
Hamas, the Syrian government army, Iraqi militia, Lebanese Hezbollah, and the Houthis in Yemen, just to name a few...
After careful consideration, Hu Jun chose the Houthis, who had been making headlines lately.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he bound his faction.
The next second, he was here.
Based on his surroundings and the exotic beauty with the black headscarf in front of him.
He was basically sure he was in the Middle East.
However, he wasn't quite sure where he was exactly, or his specific identity.
“Where am I now?”
“What year is it?”
“Who am I?”
Hu Jun turned to the captivating servant woman and asked a series of questions.
Hearing his words, the servant woman was stunned.
Then she looked at Hu Jun in bewilderment.
“Leader, are you sick? It’s 2015.”
“This is Sana'a, the capital of Yemen, that we just captured.”
“You are the new leader of our Houthi organization.”
“……”
Hearing the servant woman’s explanation, fragments of memory in Hu Jun’s mind slowly began to align.
He finally understood everything.
In this parallel world, his father was the first military commander of the Houthis, Hussein Houthi.
His mother was a Chinese woman who had settled in Yemen.
In other words, the game that brought him here.
Had actually given him a scandalous illegitimate child identity.
And unlike the original world.
The previous leader of the Houthis, his half-brother, Abdul.
After successfully capturing Yemen’s capital.
He led the Houthis to grow stronger and stronger.
Turning the previously mocked “slippers army”.
Into a force that could kick the camel-wearing nation and punch the Free Nation.
But now, because he had forcibly bound this faction.
His half-brother, after capturing Sana'a.
Was killed by a Saudi airstrike.
And he, the illegitimate child, naturally became the new leader of the organization.
Though this setting was a bit cliché, he could only accept it.
“Since the game brought me here, can I still control it?”
After Hu Jun had a basic understanding of his situation in this world.
He suddenly thought of this.
After all, since the game could bring him to this world.
It meant that the game was still going on.
As Hu Jun thought about it.
A virtual panel appeared in front of him.
The interface of this virtual panel was exactly the same as the mobile game interface that had brought him here.
The only difference was that the personal information in the upper right corner of the interface was now bound.
At the same time.
A large pop-up window suddenly appeared in the center of the interface.
【Congratulations, Host, you have successfully bound the game. For detailed game rules, please click on the details page...】
Hu Jun didn't hesitate to click it.
He carefully read the basic gameplay of the game.
Soon, he understood how to play the game.
In the game, as the leader, Hu Jun needed to gain personal prestige to unlock various game resources.
And there were many ways to gain personal prestige.
Such as creating international events, unlocking achievements, and causing shockwaves across the world.
All of these could gain personal prestige.
To increase the realism of the game.
All the harm Hu Jun suffered in this parallel world was real.
In other words, if the faction he controlled failed or he was killed by the opposing faction.
He would be permanently erased.
Seeing this, Hu Jun was heartbroken.
Damn! He originally thought this was a simple mindless game.
But who knew, it was actually real.
If he died in this world, he would really be dead?!
You call this realism?
That’s freaking brutal!
Although Hu Jun was dissatisfied with the game, it was a done deal, and he could only passively accept it.
Boom—Boom—
Just as Kang Sheng was still calculating how to survive.
Two loud sounds came from the distance.
The room Hu Jun was in shook noticeably.
The servant woman who was holding the hot milk lost her balance.
The milk spilled on the ground, and she nearly fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Hu Jun was quick and pulled her into his arms, saving her from falling.
“What happened?”
The servant woman hadn't fully felt Hu Jun’s body temperature before she was pushed away.
And Hu Jun was nervously looking out the window.
He saw that across the street from the mud-brick tower where Hu Jun was.
A three-story building had been blown to pieces, leaving only half standing.
The massive explosion and the collapsing building sent up a thick plume of smoke.
Holy crap!
I just transmigrated, and I’m already under rocket attack?!
If that rocket had veered just a little bit, he would have been blown to pieces.
This was a true hellish start!
Hu Jun’s eyes widened in shock and dismay.
……