A struggling businessman on the verge of bankruptcy finds himself drunk one night, only to wake up in the past—specifically, in 1943 London, amidst the chaos of World War II.

This is an era of both immense danger and unprecedented opportunity. It is a time when the British Empire, once the unrivaled superpower where the sun never set, is finally witnessing the dusk of its dominion. Meanwhile, the United States is rising to claim the mantle of global leadership, reshaping the world's balance of power.

This is the era where everything begins—where old rulers step down and new powers rise to take their place. This is the era where Pierre finds himself, an era filled with the kind of opportunity he never had before. A small, precious chance to rise, to become a giant, to seize the throne of power, to become a ruler, a world hegemon.

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Note: This is a good novel, but since it’s still new and I don’t have a proofreader, I’m currently relying on AI to catch errors. For now, my main focus is advancing the story, but I plan to come back later to polish the text, fix mistakes, and possibly even modify the plot if needed. I’d really appreciate it if you could leave notes on what you think should be changed or improved. Thank you!

I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad with the same name.

Fortunately, it's not too bad—less than a 10% increase.


Letting out a long sigh of relief, the Imperial Uncle and the others felt their hearts racing. The impact of this matter was simply too great—so great that he could hardly accept it.


He couldn't help but swallow nervously. At the same time, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.


So many military supplies—even Roosevelt had never been so generous.


As for General Jiang and the others beside him, their expressions were even stranger: surprise, joy, excitement... It was hard to imagine a person's face could be so expressive.


Actually, the others were much the same, though the Imperial Uncle was a bit more composed—just sweating on his forehead and desperately suppressing the urge to laugh out loud.


"Mr. Pierre, you really have a sense of humor."


Pierre looked at the Imperial Uncle with a half-smile and said seriously,


Chapter 73 - Chapter: 82 I’m Just Lucky