"My name is Li Zixuan, and I am a transmigrator. I doubt anyone in the Jin State would be able to read this note, and I never expected to end up here myself. I was one of the world's top military industrial experts in my previous life. To whoever finds this letter later, do not be afraid; I have already departed. Based on nearly forty years of observing the celestial phenomena—and, of course, consulting with those sorcerers at the Imperial Bureau of Astronomy—I’ve concluded that the day I arrived was the moment of the stellar convergence. This convergence happens once every hundred years, meaning that every century, a lonely soul is transported here. There were those before me, and there will be those after. Some transmigrators lived out their lives here in obscurity, while others took to the battlefield and made history. I, however, have no desire for my name to be recorded in the annals. I have intentionally wiped away every trace of my presence. Perhaps one day, you might discover fragments of my existence. Fear me, admire me, become me! The past is like the wind. Inside this box, I have left you a little something. The password is 'wgxrb'. Go on, open it and take a look!"
Judging by the password, Li Zixuan was a truly sincere patriot!
As Jia Lingyun finished reading the letter, a sense of boundless melancholy washed over him. He had finally encountered a kindred spirit from his past life, yet he could only know him through this one-sided correspondence.
Chapter 159