When he woke up, Zhang Yao only felt a splitting headache.

I really drank too much last night, and the white and red took turns to fight, and it was Zhang Yao, who was conceited and battle-hardened, and he didn't know how he got home.

As the manager of a small winery, Zhang Yao's most important job every day is to accompany customers to drink. He had forgotten how many times he had fallen drunk on the side of the street, and how many times he had fallen drunk in front of his house.

Zhang Yao, the leader from above, wants to accompany him, and Zhang Yao, a dealer from all over the world, also wants to accompany him. Every day is drunk day after day, and he sometimes can't help but ask himself when he will change, and everything will no longer be greeted with his own smile.

Putting aside the unrealistic fantasies in his mind, Zhang Yao pinched his forehead vigorously while slowly opening his eyes.

"Where is this?"

As soon as he opened his drunken eyes, Zhang Yao was stunned. He shook his head vigorously, holding back the headache that seemed to rip his head open, and looked around.

In front of me was a large hall, empty of nothing, except for a few candles burning slowly, lighting up the hall.

Zhang Yao looked at everything in front of him in confusion, and propped his hands to his side to stand up.

After standing up, Zhang Yao found a fact that puzzled him, that is, the place where he was lying was not the floor, but a spacious golden chair.

The large gold chair is two meters in size and has a dragon carved with a phoenix, just like the dragon chair you see on TV. Zhang Yao tried hard to recall everything before he got drunk, and finally reluctantly remembered that he went home in a daze, but when he opened the door, he saw a flash of silver light in front of him, and he couldn't think of the rest anymore.

"Crunch"

Just as Zhang Yao was trying to recall everything, the sound of the door opening rang in his ears.

Zhang Yao raised his head with the sound of the door opening, and saw twenty or thirty guards in iron armor rushing in, and every step was accompanied by the sound of metal colliding.

Filming a movie, April Fool's Day, or an alternative party binge?

Looking at the ironclad guards on both sides of the sub-station after walking in one by one, Zhang Yao was a little puzzled. I don't know who is playing a prank, but even the armored soldiers moved out.

Zhang Yao stood up leisurely and looked at these ironclad guards. As Zhang Yao looked at it, he found that it was confusing that there was no ironclad guard, and even he wore a black power suit inlaid with gold edges, instead of the miscellaneous suit he had worn for a long time.

"Bang dang!"

Under Zhang Yao's gaze, twenty or thirty ironclad guards stood on both sides of the main hall with sharp swords in hand. After the ironclad guards stood firm, before Zhang Yao could ask, more than a dozen girls in white came slowly, holding copper basins, towels, and combs in their hands, and surrounded Zhang Yao.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zhang Yao grabbed a girl's hand and couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"Your Highness, today is the great day of your accession to the throne!"

The girl who was grabbed by Zhang Yao's arm smiled gracefully, and while wiping her hands for Zhang Yao with a towel, she secretly looked at Zhang Yao, and a shy Hongxia appeared in her ears.

"Your Highness, ascend the throne! Is this a time travel, or a dream day trip? No, I didn't tell anyone that my wish was to be emperor! ”

Looking at the guards around him and the girls who served him, Zhang Yao's heart was full of thoughts, but his face did not change.

Zhang Yao was finally liberated after a dozen girls were busy for a while, and then he walked out of the hall in a daze, wanting to see who was playing a prank on him.

Twenty or thirty ironclad guards moved in unison with Zhang Yao's pace, following Zhang Yao in unison.

Zhang Yao walked out of the hall step by step, only to see that there was a sea of people outside the hall, but it seemed silent, and they all looked at themselves.

The black pressure outside the main hall is full of people, even during the flag-raising ceremony in Beijing Square, Zhang Yao has never seen so many people, and at a glance, there are two or three hundred thousand.

Zhang Yao's eyes looked around and found that although these people were all Asian faces, their clothes were more similar to the European Middle Ages, and even the location was replaced by a black castle.

Castles, blue skies, Asian faces but dressed in the costumes of the Middle World, countless soldiers dressed in stubborn clothes.

Everyone who came into contact with Zhang Yao's gaze couldn't help but bow their heads to show their respect.

Zhang Yao looked up and saw that he was on top of a huge castle. The entire castle made of black stone bricks is built on the mountain, covering an area of unknown geometry, and the feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance arises spontaneously.

"Who am I? Who are you? ”

Zhang Yao asked softly to the people around him, at this moment he felt that the possibility of prank had been minimized, and the most reasonable way to say it was probably to cross over. Otherwise, with the hundreds of thousands of extras in front of him, Zhang Yao would not think that it was the product of a prank.

"You are the prince of the empire, and we are your faithful people!"

Everyone knelt on the ground in unison with Zhang Yao's words, and before Zhang Yao could understand the situation, two old men in white robes stepped forward, holding the crown and scepter in their hands and bowed down to Zhang Yao's side.

The two white-robed old men knelt on the ground before and after they walked to Zhang Yao, holding the crown and scepter high above their heads. Zhang Yao looked down at the crown and scepter in front of him, and then his eyes scanned the audience, and found that everyone had lowered their heads, and no one dared to look up at him.

Everyone was motionless in the silent scene, and Zhang Yao quietly looked at the crown in front of him, trying to digest everything he saw.

Zhang Yao has had a dream of becoming an emperor since he was a child, and this dream has always been pressed in his heart. If everything today was a dream, he would rather never wake up and live this dream forever.

"Your Highness, please ascend the throne!"

In Zhang Yao's silence, countless people suddenly shouted in unison, and thousands of voices converged into one, as if they were about to break through the sky.

Listening to the uniform shouts in his ears, Zhang Yao's body shook slightly, and his dream of becoming an emperor seemed to overlap with reality.

The dark golden crown was slowly picked up by Zhang Yao, and his gaze swept over all the kneeling people one by one. If everything today was a dream, he would rather never wake up and live this dream forever.

"Dingdong System Emperor Cultivation Plan Binding, I wish you a happy journey as king!"

At the moment when Zhang Yao put on the crown, a pleasant prompt suddenly sounded in his ears. This sound was like a prompt during a game, which made Zhang Yao's heart tighten.

"Who are you?" Listening to the prompt in his ear, Zhang Yao's heart tightened, but his question was not answered.

Sea-like memories began to pour into Zhang Yao's mind, and the white light that flashed in front of Zhang Yao's eyes before he fell unconscious was an unknown existence who claimed to be the emperor's cultivation system, and he was the host chosen by the emperor's cultivation system.

This is the world of the Lord of the Rings, a time when the expedition of the Lord of the Rings had not yet been formed. And Zhang Yao's kingdom exists in the southeast of Mount Doom, across the mountain from Sauron's dark base camp.

Here Zhang Yao plays a new king, a king who never appeared and should not have appeared.

This is an emerging country that belongs to the face of Asia, and an empire that belongs to Zhang Yao.

"Dingtone Main Quest Tip: Unify the Lord of the Rings area and open up a passage to the outside world. After completing the task, you will be rewarded with ten years of life. Unable to unify within ten years, the host dies. ”

"Dingdong Branch Quest Tip: For each faction destroyed, the summon chance is increased by one. There are 3 initial summon chances, and you can summon random junior characters, buildings, and items. ”

Zhang Yao's mind conjured up a turntable with three horizontal columns of characters, buildings, and items. Outside, there was a red pointer that quietly stopped at the starting position, as if waiting for Zhang Yao's order.

And on the other corner of the turntable, there is a line of small words: "Rising Sun Empire, King Zhang Yao." Thirty-seven hundred and seventy-six thousand subjects, and twenty-five thousand soldiers. The hearts of the people are sixty, and the wealth is one hundred thousand. No hostile forces, no allies. ”

"Long live the King!" The moment Zhang Yao put on the crown, there were deafening cheers, and countless men, women, and children cheered in unison.

"Your Majesty, we will always follow you!" After the cheers of the people, tens of thousands of soldiers saluted Zhang Yao with their weapons in their hands and swore allegiance.

"Good spring, like a dream!"

Feeling the extra memories in his mind, Zhang Yao looked at all this in front of him obsessively, and the scepter representing supremacy in his hand tightened and tightened.

Compared to all this in front of him, Zhang Yao felt that he was living in hell in the past, and this is the real heaven.

If everything today is a dream, then Zhang Yao would rather never wake up and live this king's dream forever.

"Unify the Lord of the Rings and open up a channel to the outside world!"

Zhang Yao read these words, since there is a passage to the outside world, then there must be an unknown area that has not yet appeared, or it can be called a new map, which can only be penetrated after unification.

"Sauron, the human kingdom, the elves, the dwarves! Come on, come on, let me see who is the real ruler! ”

Under the gaze of countless people, Zhang Yao slowly raised the scepter in his hand, causing countless people to burst into stronger cheers.

In this moment, Zhang Yao is no longer his past self, he will be the King of the Rising Sun, a destined ruler

"I always feel like something bad is happening!"

At the same time as Zhang Yao ascended the throne, inside a tall tower, a man in a white robe held his hands behind his back and said to a gray-robed man.

"Saruman, I think you're thinking too much!" The gray-robed man smiled, his long beard reaching to his chest, and replied disapprovingly.

"No, maybe I didn't think enough of it!" Saruman, dressed in a white robe, held a crystal ball, and after a long time, sighed, "Gandalf, my friend. We're running out of time, and we don't have enough strength to stand up to Sauron! ”

"Sauron's strength is growing day by day, and there is not enough time in front of him. So what we lack is not time, but the ring! ”

Gandalf smiled slightly, took off his horned hat from his head, bowed to Saruman, and turned to walk out of the tower.

Gandalf's figure farther and farther away, Saruman stood on the wizard's tower and watched Gandalf's departure, and after a long time he whispered, "No matter who is the victorious side, the wizard's blood must not be broken!" ”

ps;

The first chapter of the new book, the power of fate makes you and me acquainted, and fate is all in the collection! "Snickering"