If life is a dream, what do you want to do in that dream, become the richest person? Become the strongest? Or become the person with the highest power in a country?
No! That is not what a man desires, what a man desires is just to play around and be lazy for his entire life, even lazy to the point of it being part of his name.
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A teenage boy who is about seventeen or eighteen years old, is staring around his room. The teenager then stands up and looks towards the window.
The clear sky, beautiful scenery, and refreshing atmosphere, as if the world looks fine without any danger.
But no, the world is far more dangerous than it seems. The teenage boy knows how dangerous this world is, his weak and helpless appearance makes others think that he does not know how terrifying this world is.
But in reality, the teenage boy is the one who knows the most about the state of the world, especially in a few years, the most terrifying danger will occur, and that is known by the teenage boy.
"Damn..." The teenage boy muttered with the quietest voice he could muster.
The name of the teenage boy is Erick Raylaz, or it could be said his previous name. In his past life, he was better known as the Fifth King, of the Pevlon Kingdom, Dreck Von Pevlon.
A prince who was recently appointed as King, after the previous King died from old wounds he had suffered, is now Dreck is the new King and must govern the kingdom.
But who would have thought that on the night after the death of the previous King, Dreck suddenly remembered his past, from his previous life, where he was a man who spent his life as a content creator, on a video uploading platform.
Where he worked by uploading various videos with gaming content, from a famous game called The Lord's Imperial War, which is a 4X game.
Where one can do things like explore, expand, exploit natural resources, and finally exterminate enemies.
Every player must be very smart to survive in the game, until finally the Great War occurs, which ravages the entire continent.
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One must be able to bring the territory they lead to survive, and take over other territories, in order to be the last one standing and become the ruler of the entire continent.
It is a game that not only relies on hard work, but also on the luck one possesses.
Somehow, Dreck remembered all the memories from his previous life as Erick Raylaz, and Dreck also knew that his world was similar to the world in the game from his previous life.
That is why, for the past few weeks, since being appointed as the new King, Dreck has chosen to remain silent, and let government affairs stop for a while.
But Dreck knows, sooner or later war will happen, and Dreck must be able to manage his territory, and have enough strength to survive the Great War that will occur.
"Ten years from now, that's not a long time, but also not a short time, I have to make the most of my time, especially..." Dreck looks at the transparent screen floating right in front of him.
[Name: Dreck Von Pevlon]
[Age: 18]
[Territory: Pevlon Kingdom]
[Class: Not Yet Chosen]
[Money: 17,000 Gold. 5,380 Silver. 7,419,279 Bronze]
[Kingdom: Level 1]
[Military Strength: Level 1]
[Economic Strength: Level 1]
[Agricultural Strength: Level 1]
[Important Figures: 3]
"Really similar to a game status screen, damn..." Dreck muttered with a pale face.
"If it's like this, doesn't it mean that this Kingdom will easily crumble? Haaahh.... Even in the game, I couldn't reach the end. Can I reach the end this time?"
"No! I must reach the end! No matter what happens, what has happened has happened, it cannot be changed, only the future can be changed."
"I know most of what will happen in the future, I can use all of it to achieve the results I want. However, the Kingdom of Pevlon? In the southeastern part of the Great Artes continent?"
"I don't know much about this, the game is very vast, I don't even know all the big and small Kingdoms that exist, let alone other superpower countries, I don't know about them either."
"Now, after thinking about it, this Kingdom is a small Kingdom, which only has a few cities, and even a few nobles, no more than twenty nobles in this Kingdom."
"Even so, its income should be much higher, why is it only this much?"
"The Kingdom should have much more money, but why is the money on the screen much less than I thought? Could it be... tax evasion? Haaah... I've become the King of a small Kingdom, and now tax evasion is also happening. Damn this life."
"Is there someone outside?!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
"Summon, Uncle Winston is here!"
"Alright! Your Majesty!"
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"I am in the presence of Your Majesty!" An old man, dressed in a black suit and long black pants, entered the room.
"Uncle Winston, I need you to prepare all the files and documents regarding the Kingdom's finances, from the expenses and income that the Kingdom has had from the past few years until now!"
"I want all the files and documents to be ready after I finish cleaning up. Bring all the files and documents to the office, and bring breakfast there, I won't eat in the dining room."
"I understand, Your Majesty! I will make sure to prepare everything properly!" Winston said before hurriedly leaving.
Seeing Winston's figure, who looked old with white hair indicating his age, and wrinkled skin, Winston should have retired long ago, but because of his desire and willingness to continue serving the Royal family, Winston continued to work for the Royal family until now.
Dreck was very grateful for that, as there were only a few people that Dreck could trust, and one of them was Winston.
Right after Winston left, the door was knocked, Dreck immediately instructed the person knocking on the door to come in, and then a group of female servants entered the room.
"Just prepare clothes that are not too troublesome to walk in, I want something simple, because I will be working for a long time. Don't come into the bathroom, I will clean myself, I will wear my own clothes, you just need to prepare water and the clothes I will wear."
"But Your Majesty, isn't that our duty? Did we do something wrong, Your Majesty?" asked a mature-looking woman, who could be confirmed as the most experienced female servant.
"No! You didn't do anything wrong, it's just that if you do that, I won't be able to clean myself quickly, so I will clean myself, you just need to prepare clothes and water for me to clean myself!"
The three female servants looked at each other before one of the women, who appeared to be the oldest and the leader, stepped forward.
"If that's what Your Majesty wants, then we will obey your orders!"