Soul Reincarnation

During the months Wenren Sheng devoted himself to painstaking cultivation and disappeared from public view, many people read different meanings into it.

Within the Dongshui Patrol Division, several patrol officers were chatting in a recreation area.

"Look, Master Wen still has some fighting spirit after all. He hasn't taken action for months, and a pile of high-level missions has built up on our end," one patrol officer complained.

"It's those bastards from the Supervisory Department who don't act like decent people. We're all on the same side. It's not like anyone was bullying men or women. That Ordinary Person was deliberately provoking him. What was wrong with slapping him once? Just treat him afterward. Yet they insisted on locking up his cousin and punishing him, just to show off how capable they are?"

"Those watchdogs from the Supervisory Department never do any real work. All they know is how to stare at our mistakes. What do they know about the hardships of frontline workers? Every day, we're either heading off to die or already on the road to die. I heard several more people are planning to transfer to logistics."

"I regret not properly learning Puppet Art back then. I wanted to catch up on it, but who would've thought Teacher Wen, who was so good at teaching, would run into this mess and lose the heart to teach anymore?"

"Ah, when will these days ever end?"

"Yeah, the pressure is too much. Even the several historical struggles for world supremacy weren't this hard to endure."

"Those struggles for world supremacy were child's play. At most, they lasted five or ten years. Didn't the higher-ups say it? This time, we have to be prepared for a hundred years, even a thousand years of war!" someone sneered.

"Ah, who can endure