When the land was occupied by demons, people had no choice but to flee to the sky. After transmigration, Ricky found that he had become the City Lord of a Sky City. He quickly became familiar with this new world and established a clear direction for survival, which was to resolutely engage in farming (kingdombuilding)! He would farm (kingdombuilding) diligently, develop vigorously, and then gallop through the skies. If anyone disagrees, then launch a great sky battle. Or a war!
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Looking at the person in front of him with a puzzled face, Rocky was completely bewildered by the scolding.
The man appeared to be around thirty years old, not particularly tall, but very brawny—clearly a hulking figure with a square face marred by a ferocious scar that made him look intimidating even without any expression. Now he was glaring at Rocky with rage; his eyes opened wider than cowbells, adding to his fierce demeanor.
"Captain, he's here to report to you."
Seeing Rocky's befuddled face, the warm-hearted Abbas spoke up on his behalf, only to result in the man addressed as the captain turning to roar at him, "Did I allow you to speak? Thirty push-ups, immediately!"
After shooting Abbas a glare, the captain bellowed fiercely. At his words, everyone else couldn't help but laugh. Abbas alone looked crestfallen and then got down to honestly do push-ups, counting for himself as he went along.