Orc Undead Sports Warrior

After receiving the second-highest cheers after Liu Feiren, Dewey's mood shifted from excitement to dejection. Perhaps an ordinary person would feel a great sense of happiness about their life, but as a transmigrator from another world, Dewey found it difficult to feel that way.

In this life, he came to a world without much war or natural disasters, which was like a gift from fate to Lu Wei—another life.

But every time Lu Wei thought about how the lives of his friends and family who had lived and fought alongside him were left in that forest, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Without those unforgettable memories, Lu Wei's life would have been an opportunity in itself. In this world, as long as he could focus and dedicate himself, he could excel in most sports thanks to his exceptional athletic talent.

The reality is that while the body is new, the mind remains the same. Starting this life in this state is somewhat perplexing. One's comrades have lost their lives in battle, yet one is enjoying oneself on this track and field.

Guilt has accompanied Lu Wei since the day he was born. It has never faded with time. On the contrary, it has repeatedly stung him when he makes breakthroughs.

"This young player of yours is quite interesting. He was raising his arms and shouting just now, but in a short while he became frowning. Is his mood easily fluctuating?" Head Coach Feng Yong's observation of the athletes can be described as meticulous. Lu Wei's emotional fluctuations did not escape his eyes.

As the head coach of the General Administration of Sport of China, Feng Yong has shouldered the heavy responsibility of revitalizing track and field in China's sports team over the years. His calm and composed demeanor makes people think he is deliberately putting on a leadership air, but only he knows what his words and actions mean to the entire sports team.

Sometimes even an inappropriate change in mood can lead to a coach's or athlete's misjudgment of the situation. Some people may even try to interpret a person's emotions in a way that pleases them. Years of work experience have taught him not to show his emotions.

"Sigh, our Xiao Lu is good in every other way, but he's a bit too thoughtful. He broke the national record in the competition just now, which should be a great thing to celebrate. Other young people would probably be incredibly arrogant. But he will promptly analyze his gains and losses in the competition. It's rare to see him make the same mistake twice in training. He's probably regretting how he handled the details of the competition right now!"

Feng Yong's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. The 400-meter event had been a source of anxiety for him for many years. For many years, China hadn't produced a single internationally competitive athlete in this event. Although the leadership hadn't set performance targets, it was still a disgrace for a major world power to lack even one competitive athlete.

China is a rapidly rising superpower, and living in such an era, Feng Yong deeply feels the weight of his responsibilities. He wishes every sport had a Liu Cixin-like figure. However, the reality is that China's track and field foundation is weak; for most sports to have the strength to compete for championships on the international stage, they need to rely on the emergence of geniuses, as a deep foundation has not yet been established.

Dewey's emotional change just now made him feel a little worried: "It's not easy to find a promising talent. Once we decide to cultivate him, we will definitely need to invest a lot of manpower and resources. If we fail to consider things carefully when selecting the talent and end up wasting all our efforts, we can't afford to lose that."

"It's a good thing that young people can stay calm, but they also need to know how to enjoy life. They should be happy when they win a championship. Coach Jiang needs to put more effort into the athletes' psychological adjustment in the future."

Feng Yong's words sounded unremarkable, but Coach Jiang had already discerned the underlying meaning. As a coach under the State General Administration of Sport, he had no obligation to train Lu Wei. Feng Yong's instruction to pay more attention to Lu Wei's mental state in the future was, in effect, an indication of his intention to specifically train Lu Wei.

"If this kid proves himself, then we'll ask Coach Feng to give him some pointers." After saying this, the two men smiled at each other.

Coach Jiang suddenly noticed that over the years, as the head of China's track and field program, Feng Yong's temples had turned from black to gray. One can only imagine the immense pressure he had endured over the years.

Although Chinese track and field has made progress in recent years, it has not met expectations due to the limitations of the domestic track and field foundation. In the eyes of laymen who see it as merely a position of incompetence, the pressure Feng Yong bears is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The shared aspiration of everyone in the track and field community is to cultivate as many talented athletes as possible without forcing their development, showcasing the best of Chinese track and field to the world. Then, by leveraging the star power of athletes, we can help more young people build a solid foundation in track and field during their youth. Only in this way can we achieve a level of track and field talent that the world envies, like the United States.

He firmly believes that one day, China will be able to truly make track and field a part of the lives of its people. Good physical fitness among its citizens is the most solid foundation for a strong nation.

Lu Wei was unaware that he had already attracted the attention of the leaders of the General Administration of Sport, as he was suffering from the aftereffects of war trauma.

Every person has a reason to live, and my value in my previous life was clear. From the moment I was born, I bore the heavy responsibility of continuing the honor of my clan. As soon as I gained basic motor skills, I was required to participate in various survival skills and combat training.

From as far back as I can remember, I have had a firm belief that in order to protect my tribe, my companions would fight bravely until their last drop of blood was shed.

As a warrior of his tribe, Lu Wei always had a strong sense of belonging in his previous life. He bravely fought the enemy in war, winning glory for his family. Even in the final battle against the Dark Legion, facing an enemy many times his size, he never retreated. This was the meaning of his existence.

But in this world, I don't know what I'm living for, or the meaning of my existence.

Through this period of time, I have come to realize that many people in this world have not found the meaning of their existence. Many people do things they don't like, do jobs they have no interest in, and then marry people they don't love, preparing to live a muddled life.

Apart from a few people with firm beliefs, most people hesitate, waver, and drift aimlessly through the days, day after day, never wanting to be that kind of person in their lifetime.