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Chapter 1 - Mark Series Prototype No. 1

Parallel world, Blue Star, 2721.

Qin Feng was assembling the mecha parts in his hands, occasionally glancing at the television.

"The National Destiny Battle has arrived. Who will ultimately be the Guardian? Let's wait and see."

The beautiful host looked worried as she began to report other specific content.

Qin Feng finished assembling the parts in his hand and said jokingly:

"Who else could be the Guardian? Of course, it's me, the transmigrator with a golden finger!"

He sounded arrogant and conceited.

Tatat!

The mecha assembly is complete, Mark Series Prototype No. 1!

Qin Feng, clad in the full suit of armor, paced back and forth in the room.

"Ha, even though it's just the Prototype No. 1, it handles like a dream, not a hint of sluggishness."

"I really am a genius!"

"Ding, Host's self-obsession and arrogance +1, role-playing Iron Man similarity +2, reward received: all physical attributes +10."

Qin Feng grinned. "Wow, this works too?"

He wasn't a native of Blue Star. He had transmigrated here just a few days ago.

Upon arrival, he learned that the world, plagued by resource scarcity, was facing the National Destiny Battle.

Moreover, the entertainment industry in this world is extremely backward.

There are no anime and novels that he knew from his previous life, and even fewer movies and television shows.

This is due to decades and even centuries of war, fueled by hundreds of countries vying for resources.

This has further exacerbated the scarcity of resources.

[Name]: Qin Feng [Age]: 22 [Strength]: 65 (Average for a normal adult is 5) [Agility]: 64 [Stamina]: 66 [Current Role]: Iron Man [Current Skill]: Mark Series Prototype No. 1 [Similarity]: 12%

He opened his attribute panel, and sure enough, all his attributes had increased by 10 points.

Even without the mecha, with a physical fitness ten times that of a normal person, even if I really become a Guardian, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Qin Feng muttered to himself, and a prompt sounded in his ear.

"Congratulations, Lucky One, on becoming a Dragon Country Guardian. You have half an hour to prepare."

Following that, a countdown appeared before his eyes.

29:59. 29:58. …

At the same time, nearly 20 billion people worldwide also saw this countdown.

"I really became a Guardian!"

Qin Feng's joking words unexpectedly came true.

He thought for a moment, and it seemed like he didn't have anything to prepare.

Besides two sets of common tools.

These tools were all for the mechanical equipment he tinkered with.

As for the maintenance of the mecha, it all depended on his golden finger, the 'God-Level Role-Playing System'.

Qin Feng, after exploring the system, understood that the more he resembled his target character, the more abilities he would obtain.

He could also receive other rewards.

For example, when he was role-playing Iron Man now, for every 1% increase in similarity, his physical attributes would increase by 5 points!

The countdown continued, and the rules of the 'National Destiny Battle' were being displayed before people's eyes.

[1. 300 countries on Blue Star, each randomly selecting 3 Guardians.]

[2, Guardians must do everything they can to defend their country's borders and prevent Monster invasions. If a Monster invades the country's borders, 10,000 identical Monsters will appear in the real world for that country.]

\n\n[3, If a Guardian successfully defends the country's borders, they will receive rewards, and their country will also receive corresponding benefits.]

\n\n[4, The battlefield is full of danger, but also endless opportunities. If a Guardian discovers resources on the battlefield, the country will receive a 100-fold magnified manifestation. It is hoped that the Guardians will seize this opportunity.]

\n\n[5, Once Guardians are annihilated, their country will receive a certain penalty. If death occurs, all citizens of the country can vote to replace the Guardian or resurrect the Guardian. Once a vote to replace is cast, the original Guardian cannot be resurrected.]

\n\n[6, Friendly reminder: Do not trust Guardians from other countries. Protecting your teammates is protecting yourself. Survive!]

\n\n[7, Good luck to you.]

\n\n...

\n\nFor a time, the whole world was shocked.

The keyboard warriors who had been glued to the internet immediately went into a frenzy.

"Holy shit, there are only three Guardians? What's the point of even playing!"

"Who are the Guardians? Quick! Let's get our country to prepare some bombs or something for them."

"We're doomed! I didn't expect that failing to protect us would not only bring Monsters, but that we'd all be punished together? Why the hell should we?!"

"I don't want to die..."

"..."

At the same time, the national machines of all 300 countries on Blue Star were operating at full speed, searching for their country's Guardians.

Dragon Country was no exception, calling out on almost all public channels, urging the three Guardians to come forward.

The National Defense Department was incredibly busy, with phones ringing constantly.

"What? No one has reported yet? Go investigate! What are you all doing!"

"We have to search, even if it's like finding a needle in a haystack. Go investigate!"

"Finally, the first Guardian has reported. Only three minutes left, quickly prepare some weapons for him!"

"What? A Taoist?!"

Three minutes later, beams of light rose from various locations on Blue Star, enveloping nearly a thousand Guardians.

Qin Feng was no exception. His vision blurred, and he arrived in an unfamiliar world.

"Is this the National Destiny Battlefield?"

Behind him, besides three houses, there was only a light screen in front of the houses.

Other than that, there was nothing else.

The scene before him was desolate.

The light screen was about 20 meters wide and 10 meters high, with two large characters written on top: 'Dragon Country'.

"Is this the national gate?"

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