What does it mean that they all lived with lifelong regrets?

The real world.

Xie Jiexue sat silently in the room, writing and drawing with his head down.

Judging from the various sword moves she drew, she was drawing a sword manual.

Xu Shuang walked in and quietly placed a stack of bound papers next to Xie Jiexue.

"Sword Master, this is the sword manual for this time."

Xie Jiexue lowered her head, hummed in response, and did not look up.

But Xu Shuang actually breathed a sigh of relief.

The experts were right. It's a good thing to find Xie Jiexue some specific things that she's willing and interested in doing.

This is also based on the experience of managing reincarnated beings.

Managing reincarnators has been a major challenge from the very beginning.

For reincarnated beings (those who reincarnate), in the process of integrating into the world, they only integrate the rules, cultivation methods, and spiritual energy, excluding the related sects; in almost all lives, at most only a few chaotic spiritual energies and monsters are integrated into them.

However, regardless of the circumstances, the military and police can suppress the unrest—even if the pressure is immense at the beginning.

This is a good thing.

However, there is also a downside: those reincarnators who have integrated into the system are not easy to manage, and they have no ties to the system.

Family, friends, teachers, and students all cease to exist; he is purely invincible.

In such circumstances, even if victory is achieved in a few cases, its usefulness is limited.

No amount of force or severe punishment can stop people from feeling that life is meaningless.

You offer them carrots, but they don't want them.

If you give them a big stick, they'd rather die than live in dishonor.

Xie Jiexue is a case in point.

Rather than saying she stayed in the Union because she wanted something from it, it's more accurate to say she genuinely didn't want to hurt anyone and had nothing else to do; she was simply giving the government an opportunity to make contact.

In this situation, it's a good thing that she's starting to have something to do.

"That 'Lin Wuhua'," Xie Jiexue suddenly said, "we don't need to look for him anymore."

Xu Shuang tensed up: "What...?"

The room grew intensely cold.

For a moment, Xu Shuang felt suffocated.

She suddenly realized—Xie Jiexue was ultimately a supreme expert.

"Understood, Sword Master, I'll have them..."

Xu Shuang explained the measures, and Xie Jiexue nodded, then gave Xu Shuang several basic cultivation manuals.

"It was learned by the beginner disciples of the Sword Sect. I don't remember it all; I've lost a lot of it."

"If you have any ideas to fill in the gaps, please let me know."

Xu Shuang nodded repeatedly, but Xie Jiexue didn't seem inclined to say anything.

She continued reading the sword manual and dismissed Xu Shuang.

Suddenly, Xie Jiexue clenched her fists, and Taishang Hanshuang appeared beside her, cutting the walls of the entire house open inch by inch.

But the ice quickly filled the gaps.

Xie Jiexue remained silent.

Much later, she picked up the sword manual that Xu Shuang had brought and began to look at it page by page.

She looked at it very carefully and attentively.

"Those from outside the sect can never be trusted."

"…Wuhua," she clutched her chest, "you must take good care of yourself."

"If you die—"

......

Lin Wuhua welcomed a new visitor.

She is the head of the nursing department at the hospital.

He watched as Lin Wuhua put away some scattered sword manuals.

"Mr. Lin, do you want the sword manual from outside?"

Lin Wuhua nodded.

Head of Nursing: "Regarding this issue, it is not permissible in principle."

Lin Wuhua: "There must be exceptions."

The head of the nursing department nodded.

According to his account, the hospital was divided into two departments: medical and nursing.

The two departments have completely different responsibilities, but they have one thing in common—both have scientific research tasks.

"Mr. Lin, let's be frank," said the head of nursing. "The doctors and nurses here are essentially researchers, as I think you've already guessed."

"In fact, your sword manual last time was very interesting, and I also had an expert look at it."

"According to the experts, you may be one in a million geniuses, because your sword manual had many problems at the beginning, but it was improved quite quickly."

The head of nursing glanced at the headband as she spoke: "At the time of diagnosis, it seemed there was a problem."

Lin Wuhua: "But perhaps I can't go out yet."

He wasn't surprised, because he didn't have extraordinary power and it was difficult for him to be considered an awakened superhuman. It could only be because of the headband's talent awakening.

That's what he's been trying to manipulate.

The head of the nursing department continued.

"Yes, you can't go out yet because we can't verify that you're okay."

"But if you'd like, you could help us with some swordsmanship research."

"In that case, we might have more data."

Lin Wuhua: "..."

It's obvious they're using him, but at least they can't let him die.

"Doctors don't seem to like me very much?" Lin Wuhua asked.

"You can rest assured about that," said the head of the nursing department. "The nursing department is responsible for managing patient records, not the doctors."

"If you'd like, we can transfer you to a better hospital and then record it as a failed experiment and you going insane."

"I think the doctor will accept it then, and perhaps you can start your cultivation."

Lin Wuhua tightened his grip on the wheelchair.

"I think my options are limited?"

Head of Nursing: "But it's a good option."

He paused, leaned forward, and said, word by word, "I can assure you—as long as you remain within the jurisdiction of the nursing department, you will not die. You will not die from disease, you will not die from an accident, and you will not die from anyone's 'experimental error'."

"No one will interfere with any of your research, and you may even be able to become a researcher later on."

Clearly, he knew something.

It was a huge pie, but Lin Wuhua wasn't blinded by it.

"Can you guarantee that?"

"Researchers are valuable throughout the federal government, and they are an asset to the Department of Nursing, while doctors are subject to external instructions."

Lin Wuhua slowly loosened his grip on the wheelchair.

"Alright," he said, "I agree."

......

The head of the nursing department has left.

The new nurse wheeled Lin Wuhua back to her room.

Unlike her previous affected smile, the nurse's smile was more relaxed this time.

"Please wait a moment, the program will process it quickly."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. The director has suspended my rotation."

The nurse left.

Lin Wuhua closed his eyes.

We're safe for now.

In the past few days, he has put a lot of effort into studying a large number of basic sword manuals in simulations and then applying them to reality.

Although he appears to be a slacker in the simulation, he isn't actually one.

Lin Wuhua continued to ponder.

He had always thought that the person in the simulation was either a different person or completely himself.

But it seems that it is neither.

The simulated version of him seems different, yet it is also a different version of him in terms of personality.

Just like the same seed, different things can grow in different soils.

But he wasn't sure.

"Let's continue the simulation."

He closed his eyes.

I'll find out sooner or later.

In the simulation, the sect competition is about to begin.