No One Told Me That This Isn’t a Game

Zuo Chang recalled all his actions in the game, his mind blank.

No one told him that it wasn’t just a game!

What should he do now?

He followed the tyrant’s path in the game, prioritizing efficiency above all else.

Under his brutal rule, just for the construction of the necessary “wonders” required for upgrading the community, nearly a million laborers died on construction sites!

A million lost souls…

Would he be able to sleep well tonight?

Seeing Zuo Chang’s pale complexion, the woman asked, “Sir, are you alright?”

“Nothing… nothing, I feel dizzy.”

“Dizzy?”

Zuo Chang felt uneasy, not knowing where to put his hands, “Um… ma’am, how do you view General Tianwang?”

The woman glanced around again, whispered, “He’s a tyrant! A demon! A full-fledged maniac, a butcher of tens of thousands!”

Tyrant, demon…

Maniac…

Butcher of tens of thousands…

The woman’s succinct and forceful judgment echoed constantly in Zuo Chang’s ears.

Zuo Chang forced himself to remain calm and asked, “Did General Tianwang die?”

“Some said that he died, but some say he disappeared instead. The only thing we can confirm is that the community crafted by General Tianwang has already fallen apart. Even if he reappears, he won’t be the same ‘General of Ten Thousand Victories’ or ‘Emperor Butcher’ as before.”

“… When did this happen? When did General Tianwang vanish?”

“Eh? You don’t know about this either?”

The woman gave Zuo Chang a few glances, feeling suspicious, but still answered truthfully. “It happened a year ago—uh!”

She let out a cry of surprise, cutting off her own words.

Fear oozed out of her. Terrified, she widened her eyes and suddenly scooped up the little girl by her side, running for her life.

Slap!

Because she was wearing short heels, she hadn’t run a few steps before falling.

Her knees and elbows hit the stone tiles, drawing blood.

People on the square noticed the commotion, and one person asked, “What’s going on?”

Another person smirked sinisterly, “What’s going on? Hehe! Anyone daring to discuss General Tianwang in Heavenly King City is asking for death! She thought speaking softly would keep her safe, but doesn’t she know that General Tianwang’s former favorite ‘Xue Qiangwei’ used to monitor the entire city? As long as a trigger keyword is activated, she’ll be caught. Her whole family is going to die! I don’t know which poor guy ended up marrying such a disaster, causing their family to be wiped out!”

The person who asked the question before was taken aback, exclaiming, “Really?!”

The other person shook his head, turning around and saying, “Let’s go! When Xue Qiangwei acts, bystanders should avoid it to avoid unnecessary calamity!”

In an instant, the bustling square emptied, not a single person remaining. Even the white doves that had been hovering around the fountain flapped their wings and flew away.

The little girl in the woman’s arms seemed to sense something, wailing loudly.

The woman, disregarding the pain, struggled to her feet and fled in panic. However, she couldn’t resist turning back to look—

In her eyes, there was only despair.

Zuo Chang realized what was happening and turned his head to look.

And he saw the figure of a woman whom he had often looked at in the past.

Dazzling sunlight fell, casting a soft radiance on the woman’s golden hair. She stood there in a daze, her blood-red eyes trembling slightly, staring at Zuo Chang in disbelief.

Zuo Chang looked at the black whip with spikes hanging from her waist and recognized it as the gift he had once given to Xue Qiangwei.

The “Soul-Draining Punishment Whip,” which inflicted excruciating pain upon its target, trembling their very soul, was used for whipping targets.

Looking somewhat aloof, Zuo Chang took a few steps into her direction and spoke to the girl with a soft tone. “Xue Qiangwei, do you still remember me?”

“General Tianwang…”

Seeing the figure who spoke to her, the woman’s lips twitched, as if trying to smile. But before the smile could fully form, tears welled up on her eyes and began to fall silently.

She couldn’t speak through her tears and hastily wiped her face a couple of times, but it didn’t seem to help.

Choking back her sobs, she took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her excited emotions.

Then—

She raised her head proudly, standing tall and saluting crisply, “General, Xue Qiangwei, Former Chief of the Security and Defense Bureau, ready to devote myself to you at all times!”

“…”

Zuo Chang was slightly taken aback, but quickly showed a faint smile.

In the game, he had set Xue Qiangwei as the mascot. Every time he returned to the hall, her illustration and lines were just like this.

Of course.

Back then, there was no “Former” in her title, she was just the Chief of the Security and Defense Bureau.