After his musings, Cheng Yu took out the blank script the big shot had given him. As for the pen, it looked like nothing more than an ordinary black quill, and it had come with the book. Cheng Yu had tested it: no other pen could leave so much as a dot of ink on the blank pages...
Looking at the blank script, Cheng Yu felt a little excited. After all, writing the story of an entire timeline sounded pretty damn satisfying, didn't it? He picked up the quill and began to write. Five days had passed, which meant five years had already gone by in the Sandbox World. Taking the current situation into account, Cheng Yu wrote:
"Five years-a span long enough for anyone with ambition to consolidate their power. The Fifth Dynasty, already left teetering by Alanna's departure, was about to face its trial.
In the dynasty's south, the Seventh Prince had long since forged his territory into an iron fortress. With the south now secure and his troops fully equipped, the Seventh Prince swore to seize the throne that belonged to him.
Fuer, the great general stationed on the dynasty's border, already enjoyed immense prestige among the troops. Now that the threat of the barbarians from the Outer Lands was gone, this 'staunchly loyal' general stood ready to lead the border's elite army to the capital at any moment to 'defend the throne.'
The founding ruler of the Second Dynasty-an Otherworlder, a higher-dimensional being, and the player Nation's Number One Devoted Lover-had retreated into the Outer Lands with the Church forces he had cultivated, following the guidance of the think tank behind him. The Outer Lands were cold and harsh, and the barbarians who survived there were born warriors. Under this former king's leadership, they would surely