All the soldiers exploded. Everyone had to upgrade their military ranks. Everyone was a commander. They would start a command center and enter the battlefield of all races!
"Welcome to the world where the Myriad Realm Army is fighting for hegemony. You are one of the one billion descenders of Earth.”
"This is a huge and terrifying world that exceeds the imagination of you earthlings. There are descenders from the myriad worlds here. Some of them are earlier than you, and some will be later than you.”
"This place is full of danger and the strong prey on the weak. If you earthlings want to survive, you have to keep developing and becoming stronger, becoming the top of the pyramid.”
Zhen Jian was dumbfounded. Suddenly, a notification sounded in his mind." The Divine Military Fire Lottery System is binding. It will randomly send four items every day. The host can draw two of them.”