The world Wenren Sheng had entered this time was, in fact, a world similar to the Second World War.
Of course, those who knew, knew—it could not possibly be exactly the same.
In truth, it was simply a world war in a parallel space-time.
After Wenren Sheng opened his eyes, he found himself on the bustling streets of a city.
Dusty signboards, streets lined with a mix of wooden buildings and brick-and-tile structures, three- and four-story buildings, and narrow yet extremely clean alleys.
Only, the people on the road and the streets themselves were somewhat different from Wenren Sheng's impression of the 1930s.
He saw rickshaw drivers operating three-wheeled gasoline motorcycles, picking up customers by the roadside.
They had signs hung on their motorcycles.
"Today's Special: Only 3 jiao per kilometer."
"Starting fare half off."
"Ride with us and enjoy free newspapers and free radio."
"Clean and sanitary, with cooled boiled water provided!"
The motorcycle had a rear carriage, decorated very neatly.
A radio hung inside.
At this very moment:
"The Wei Kingdom is currently attacking an island belonging to the Wu Kingdom."
"The Wu Kingdom has already dug the island full of dense fortifications. Who will win remains to be seen!"
Seeing this, Wenren Sheng could not help feeling a little curious.
It seemed a war was underway.
He raised his head and looked around.
After scanning the area, he knew that this was now the world of Records of the Three Kingdoms.
Of course, on the surface, it looked like the Records of the Three Kingdoms series.
Judging by location, it was the three sides of Wei, Shu, and Wu.
Needless to say, the strongest and the one with the greatest industrial power was Wei, followed by Wu, with the Shu Kingdom last.
By the roadside, someone