Reborn in Meng Tian’s Body: Rebuilding Great Qin

Qi Guan Yu froze. He was just an overworked programmer. How had he become a general? He looked down at his hands. They were rough and strong, their palms covered in calluses, their fingers thick. They were nothing like the hands that had spent years gripping a mouse and keyboard. He instinctively touched his face. The skin felt hard, and stubble scratched his fingers. This... this wasn’t his body at all!

His heart tightened. He sprang to his feet, but the unfamiliar body made him stagger. There was no mirror in the tent, so he walked to the entrance and lifted the heavy curtain.

Outside, sand whipped through the air and yellow dust billowed everywhere. Several soldiers in armor were checking the horses nearby. Their faces bore the marks of wind and weather, and their eyes were wary and resolute. In the distance, military camps stretched all the way to the horizon, their banners snapping and flapping in the wind.