Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Zhou Leng returned to the workshop, a hazy and empty environment, a quiet and silent space. She suddenly felt a little dazed, as if she had suddenly gone from reality to an illusory dream, but unfortunately this was her real world.

Zhou Leng's soul tentacles clicked the energy shutoff button, and the entire space instantly dimmed, and the movie screen running somewhere suddenly disappeared.

A minute later, a familiar roar came into Zhou Leng's ears.

"Zhou Leng, what are you doing? I'm seeing the key point. Why did you shut down the energy? Didn't I tell you to just call me when you come back?"

"Shut up, or I'll ask you to go on the mission with me, and your good days will be over." The woman's cold and even murderous voice echoed in the air.

"You are cruel. You should not be called Zhou Leng, but Zhou Hen." The mouth of Xiao Ding's tripod opened and closed, but no sound came out. Perhaps this is the legendary silent abuse.

Zhou Leng ignored its nagging. If it wasn't for the fact that Momo created it, he would have beaten this noisy waste to ashes and let its pitiful consciousness fill his soul.

Xiao Ding seemed to sense the murderous intent, so it shut its mouth obediently, then slowly floated to Zhou Leng's shoulder, and was slapped away by a ruthless slap.

Zhou Leng came to a projection screen on the far right side of the space, and she used her soul tentacles to click on it to complete the task.

Between the light and shadow, Chen Wang's figure was projected into the void.

Zhou Leng's heart was as calm as an ancient well, with a polite smile on her face. When she clicked to complete the task, her emotions about the previous task had been stripped away, leaving only some knowledge and memories in her mind. Now when she thinks back on those decades, it's like watching a movie, watching other people's stories.

Chen Wang looked at this beautiful woman, who looked to be in her twenties, with a cool temperament, a slender figure, and eyes like lightning. She knew what she was going to face - she was about to become pure soul power, but she had experienced Chen Wang's life together, she had seen different scenery and heard different winds. If she had not given her soul, she would not have had new memories and a new life after reincarnation, and now she deserved the four words "die without regrets".

Chen Wang wanted to say a lot of things, but in the end he just said to Zhou Leng: "It turns out that true freedom and strength come from the heart. The top of that nameless mountain we visited was the most beautiful sunrise and sunset I have ever seen."

After a minute of silence, Chen Wang said, "I'm leaving now."

Zhou Leng just nodded, then watched her projection disappear and the soul mark she left behind slowly dissipated. Although he couldn't see it, Zhou Leng knew that Chen Wang's soul had been taken away by the Security Bureau.

Suddenly, I heard a very miserable cry.

"Wow, she's so pitiful. From now on, she will be studied as spiritual power. There will be no afterlife. Wuuuu... Hiccup..." Water began to splash out of the mouth of Xiao Ding's cauldron.

Zhou Leng couldn't help rolling her eyes in disgust. She said sarcastically:

"Would you please shut up? Everyone has to pay for their own choices. She is lucky to have no regrets at the moment. Why are you howling? If there is an afterlife, will she still be Chen Wang?"

"Wow, wow, wow... But she is so miserable." Xiao Ding cried pitifully.

"What's the next mission?"

"I was watching a movie and forgot to grab the mission. Now there is only one left. I have no choice. Go and take a look. Thank you for your hard work." Xiao Ding wiped away his tears and said with a rare guilty look.

Zhou Leng turned her head to look at Xiao Ding. She reached out her hand and grabbed him. She squeezed him hard and said, "This is the only time. Don't do it again. Otherwise, you will die. Do you understand?"

A cold tone and murderous eyes.

"I understand. I will definitely get you a good task next time. I swear, for Mama Maureen's sake, you have to be nicer to me, okay?"

"Why do you think you can still breathe here?" Zhou Leng did not let go, but continued to clench it tightly.

"Let me go. I'll be good and obedient in the future. Let me go now. It hurts so much."

"Will you do your job well?" Zhou Leng asked casually.

"I will, Master, I will. Ahem, I know I was wrong."

Zhou Leng loosened her hand and ignored Xiao Ding who was pretending to cough. She stared at the client information of her next task on the projection screen.

Name of client: Wan Xin.

Client’s gender: Female.

Occupation before death: Doctor.

Cause of death: cerebral hemorrhage.

Age at death: 81.

The client's wishes: First: to go to the forest farm with her husband and not to divorce in the newspaper. Second: to care for her eldest son, let him feel the mother's love, and let him become a talent. Third: not to leave a name in history, but also to be infamous for eternity.

Zhou Leng looked at the basic information and felt it was very strange. She was already over eighty years old and still had something to worry about? And she still had a husband. But she could only use his soul to eliminate the disaster for him.

He clicked the same button to accept the task, and then entered the corridor. Zhou Leng calmly accepted the familiar process, the unfamiliar soul marks, and the unknown plane.

While traveling through the corridor, Zhou Leng received all the memories and she knew that this was a special era.

The client, Wan Xin, is an internist by profession. Her husband is a university professor and leads a research team. Logically speaking, they are a highly educated family and should have a worry-free life.

But in this era, some things are taboo. Her husband sometimes cannot avoid referring to foreign literature and materials when doing research. Under the frame-up by people with ulterior motives, the outcome can be imagined.

Wan Xin didn't want to suffer in the forest farm with her husband. She had her own job and life, so she had no choice but to announce her divorce in a public newspaper. After she tried hard to draw a clear line, everyone finally acknowledged their divorce. She left her four-year-old daughter behind, and her six-year-old son went to live in the forest farm with her husband.

Wan Xin used her soul to exchange for a chance to start over. Does she regret it?

Wan Xin has no regrets.

Zhou Leng knew the answer very surely.

The client kept her daughter instead of her son in order to remarry more smoothly. Three months after her divorce, she started a new family. After remarrying, in order to highlight her fairness and virtue, she treated her step-son as her own, but was very indifferent to her biological daughter. Due to her negligence, her already somewhat retarded daughter was abducted at the age of six. In her memory, the fruitless search was the ending of her biological daughter.

When Wan Xin was about to be buried at the age of 80, her biological son Liu Tingyan was awarded the country's highest honor award. He is one of the top ten meritorious service men in the country and is also honored as the father of electronics.

Unlike his previous low profile, Liu Tingyan accepted an interview with a TV station, expressing his difficult childhood life and his father's teachings, focusing on his mother's indifference and his sister's kidnapping. He once used all his connections to find his sister, but in the end he only got the news that his sister had died early. It turned out that she was sold to the mountains as a child bride and died of illness at a young age.

Such a great hero had such an experience. Who is the mother of this white-haired old man who shed tears when he mentioned his father and sister in front of the camera? Is she still alive? This is what everyone wants to know.

Wan Xin had been a doctor all her life and had saved countless lives. She had a good reputation, but now everyone was cursing her. She could not stand the blow and humiliation, and in a fit of anger, she died of a cerebral hemorrhage.

After her death, she sold her soul just to remain the respected doctor and even the praised mother.

Wan Xin only wanted to avoid being cursed after her death. The husband who died early because she was abandoned, the daughter who was lost because of her neglect, and the son who never got married because of her influence, were not worth her regret. Her relatives were not as important as her reputation.

Zhou Leng let out a long sigh, for the upcoming hard life, for this terrible task, and for the selfishness of human nature. However, she had no right to blame, and could only try her best to do her job well.