For now, Lin Hai is not short of money.

Although all the rewards were only exchanged for a rough pioneering certificate without detailed demarcation lines, the military pay and pensions of his adoptive father and 299 sworn brothers were all credited to Lin Hai. Even though most of them were still IOUs, there was also some real money.

But Lin Hai understood that relying on himself, especially his current self, there was no way for him to complete this pioneering work. After all, only he knew that the real Lin Hai had died long ago.

About two years ago, thirteen-year-old Lin Hai, a five-year veteran, was cared for by his captain, but his malnourished body was still unable to bear the heavy responsibility of charging into battle. So, during a crucial night raid, the captain took away most of the troops, leaving only Lin Hai and a few wounded soldiers to guard the baggage.

Afterwards, it was said that both sides' battle reports claimed victory. The captain successfully broke into the Chen Dynasty's camp, burned the camp of thousands of people to the ground, and after returning to his own camp which had become a ruin, he rescued the dying Lin Hai from a dry well.

Lin Hai remembered clearly that he was in that well when he woke up.

So, in the moment of confusion after crossing over, Lin Hai even thought he had been possessed by Madam Mi or Concubine Zhen. The extreme panic caused by never having been a woman, coupled with a hint of inexplicable excitement, quickly helped Lin Hai wake up from the severe headache that came with the time travel.

By looking through this body's past memories, everything becomes clear.

When several wounded soldiers saw the Chen Dynasty soldiers rushing towards them with torches in their hands, they immediately understood that they and the enemy had chosen the same tactics. As expected, dark and windy nights are murderous nights.

The wounded soldiers knew that any resistance at this time would be futile. The only action they took was to hurriedly put a woman's dress on Lin Hai (in fact, this dress was also looted), and let him take advantage of the night when it was difficult to see clearly, and in front of the Chen Dynasty soldiers from a distance, pretended to be unable to bear the humiliation and jumped into the dry well.

The rest is up to fate.

No one expected that Lin Hai, that honest boy, perhaps did not understand the old soldier's profound meaning, or was too nervous to jump into the dry well headfirst.

This is what Lin Hai understood later: time travel will not cause headaches. What really causes headaches is head injuries.

The life of Lin Hai ended the moment his head touched the stones in the mud at the bottom of the well. In his place was a man from the society we are familiar with, a man who had lived for thirty-five years and who received a big redundancy package on his thirty-fifth birthday, which made him depressed and drunk, and he fell to the ground. Coincidentally, he was also called Lin Hai.

For Lin Hai, who has to pay for a mortgage and car loan to support his family and pay for his children's tutoring fees, losing his income is equivalent to losing everything. And losing his income at the age of 35 is equivalent to losing any chance of making a comeback.

Of course, it’s not that he hasn’t struggled. Like most office workers, Lin Hai has bought stocks and funds, and successfully helped others take a big step forward on the road to financial freedom. Lin Hai went to study for an MBA, but later found that his logic was wrong. Others studied for an MBA to refresh their resumes after they had successful careers, rather than expecting to have a successful career after completing an MBA.

After losing all his savings and receiving a layoff notice, Lin Hai even considered writing online articles to make ends meet, but his work was read solely by himself (even his wife couldn't stand it). Ultimately, Lin Hai traded his last twenty yuan for a bottle of Niulanshan tea. He sat under the Anshun Bridge, watching the nearby lights and revelry, sipping intermittently until he woke up from the well.

The reborn Lin Hai spent a long time in confusion. Anyone who went through this would probably be confused too.

After forcibly suppressing his longing for his family, Lin Hai gradually began to feel that his current life wasn't so bad after all. After all, he was still young, only thirteen, and still a long way from turning thirty-five. Even replanning his life wasn't out of the question. Besides, he was a regular lieutenant, so theoretically, there was no risk of layoffs. The only thing he had to worry about was the war itself.

From that day on, Lin Hai took the initiative to take on more responsibilities. After all, he was paid a salary, and the personal soldiers often had to help the captain with various tasks within the team. Lin Hai felt that he had to live up to his salary. This was an instinct brought to him by more than a decade of working as a social animal.

From recalculating and planning logistics and fodder, to using his young age to pretend to be a refugee and sneak into the rear to help everyone deal with some of the captured property, helping the wounded bandage their wounds, and so on.

Until one day, both the captain and the veterans discovered that although Lin Hai's methods of rescue and treatment were inexplicably cumbersome, the probability of the wounded soldiers in their team getting infected and having a fever after being injured was lower than before.

Many veterans destined for death survived through amputation, even though the procedure involved the brutal application of branding irons... Many wounded soldiers destined for amputation avoided the inevitable infection and returned to the battlefield alive and well after a few months of recuperation...

From then on, the captain never let Lin Hai go to the battlefield again. In the captain's words, one Lin Hai is worth a team of yours.

Later, Wang Liang, a sergeant who had charged into the enemy lines, was struck hard on the helmet with a warhammer. He collapsed and was dragged to the rear, dead and without a pulse. Since the fighting was still ongoing, Wang Liang was simply placed among the fallen soldiers, awaiting his final burial.

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