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Yun Zhensong, who was suffering from a terminal illness, opened his eyes to find that he had transmigrated and become the top-ranked county magistrate of an impoverished county.
Just as he transmigrated, he received a mission issued by the system:
[Mission 1: Survive. Reward: Three months of lifespan.]
Yun Zhensong couldn’t help but choke he had only just transmigrated! Faced with ferocious kidnappers, he subconsciously shifted his pleading gaze toward the man tied up beside him.
The man lowered his head and swept a glance over his entire body, which bore more wounds than ten hands could count, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Later, the man killed the kidnapper who attempted to violate Yun Zhensong.
Filled with gratitude, Yun Zhensong brought the man back to his official residence. At the same time, in order to complete the system’s mission and extend his life, he conscientiously served as a local county magistrate—building dikes to control floods, developing chemical fertilizers to cause crop yields to skyrocket, and inventing weapons to fend off foreign enemies…
His body was fragile beyond compare, but thanks to the repeated care of the man he had picked up, his physical health gradually improved while he was frantically engaging in infrastructure development.
Who could have expected! Afterward, Qi Jian’s identity as the Grand General of the Northern Frontier was exposed. Yun Zhensong looked in utter astonishment at the rough-hewn man he had always treated as his personal attendant.
He suddenly recalled what the system had previously said: [The Grand General of the Northern Frontier has died, but the host’s status is too humble to be qualified to link to related characters.]
“He is noble! I am humble?! Then who was warming my bed, feeding me medicine, and wiping away my sweat every single day?!”
An eunuch from the imperial palace pinched his voice and said.
“Qi Jianxuan, as the dignified Grand General of the Northern Frontier, you faked your death and deceived the emperor! A capital crime is inescapable!”
“His Majesty takes into consideration that you have rendered great and meritorious service, and furthermore, with the northern frontier war imminent, he commands you to go to the frontline to slaughter the enemy and redeem your crimes with meritorious service!”
On the night before Qi Jianxuan set out on his campaign, he still pulled Yun Zhensong, who was afraid of the cold, into his arms, and let out a gentle whisper that completely contradicted his strong physique: “Wanxi, do not be afraid. I will surely return safely.”
