Something's Wrong with You, Lord!

The world is destroyed, an era restarts, and the qualification to survive as a lord is distributed to everyone. Territories, heroes, units, treasures, resources, and the servers made up of thousands of continents are all open. Qin Muyye looked at his panel, which was like a cannon fodder extra, and the territory with the damaged suffix felt a little bit like crying. No god-level talent, no hidden prompts, and no heaven-defying profession. "If that's the case, then I can only live another way."