He wanted to start the day off right. As a plus, the technology of this world was advanced too. He didn't even need to cook to make food, only prep. Not only did the machine make the food taste good, but it was also quite convenient and efficient. Jungkook leisurely enjoyed his breakfast. Then he drove his hover car to work at the hospital. Jungkook had been a doctor for two generations now.

Jeon Jungkook went to the kitchen and lifted the porcelain lid from the pot with last night's porridge. Then he filled his breakfast bowl with some, made a few refreshing side dishes, and placed them on the table. Even if this was a different world, he still retained some of his past life's habits. He still believed that he must eat a bowl of porridge with a few side dishes as long as there was enough time for breakfast.

'Two generations?' you may ask… Well that's because he is a transmigrator.

In his past life, he was an orphan. He relied on his own blood, sweat, and tears to graduate medical school to become a doctor. He endured a lot of trial and hardship, so sometimes he would recall that period of his old life.

In his previous life, Jungkook was in the middle of a grueling surgery. After more than ten hours on the clock, he he could only take very quick breaks to breath. During one of these breaks, he had to quickly go to the restroom to relieve himself. He finished up and went to the sink to wash up as per usual. However, just as he finished, a vortex suddenly appeared on the mirror and pulled his soul in. As his soul was being sucked into the mirror, he very clearly saw his body fall and crumple limp onto the floor.

Jungkook woke up as a baby in an orphanage. This setting was just like his previous life. However, unlike before, this life took place during the intergalactic era. There was no planet with the name Earth. Perhaps there was many eons ago, but it had been long lost and forgotten.

In this era, nearly everyone had an ability. A person's ability or attribute determined their future career. Jungkook's ability was healing; therefore he was fated to be a doctor again. His work ability index was rated well enough for him to receive preferential treatment at the capital planet's orphanage.

Not only was the attribute itself very rare among interstellar age, but there were also a very few people who had an innate ability to heal. As a result, this new world still valued and respected medical practitioners as they did in Jungkook's old one. he scored a medium rank on the ability index and was able practice medicine in a highly rated public hospital within the Imperial Star Empire.

After making his rounds in the infirmary, jungkook reviewed medical cases in his office. Jungkook's assistant, Mary, brought in a cup of coffee and placed it on his desk. She prompted him,

He opened VIP room four's patient files up on the screen. When jungkook was in the Imperial Star Orphanage, he had no name- only an assigned number. In the orphanage, children weren't given names. were expected name themselves once they were old enough. Jungkook was too lazy to think of a new name, so he just used the same name from his previous lifetime. This world let an orphan take on any name they wanted. If they'd be happy with the name Fighter, then they'd named themselves Fighter.

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He really wasn't joking. At the orphanage, there was boy who shared a room with him. He seriously took on such a name because of his obsession with hand to hand fighters from ancient times. There was nothing wrong with that, but close combat is considered a thing of the past – ancient nonsense. Nowadays, people used battle space ships and space mechs to fight their battles. Jungkook looked at VIP room four's patient files. He felt that this family had a lot of money to burn. The patient had no major health concerns or problems, yet he still lived in the hospital for several months and refused to be discharged.

You know, this hospital's VIP room charged a considerable fee for each day, but who let such people be rich? Jungkook sighed. No matter the time or place, it was always good to be rich. His office door abruptly opened and ten or so soldiers quickly walked in. jungkook glanced at the time. 30 minutes until the appointment with room 4's family. These people were businessmen, and they did not seem to have any relations with the military. Afraid that these people came with bad intentions, Jungkook cautiously stood up and confidently looked at them.

As soon as he saw a white haired individual walk in to the room from the end of the line, he knew that this person was the head of the soldiers. In one fluid motion, said person immediately entered just as the office doors were closed.

The man, who asked the question, although he had many wrinkles and fine lines covering his face, looked very stylish. He was standing with a tall and imposing posture. He also wore ironed fatigues that made him appear exuberant.

Jungkook's mind quickly recalled all of his patients who had ties to the military.

Although these words were spoken politely, the tone implied that there was no room for refusal. After speaking, he turned his body sideways and signaled to Jungkook to follow.

Although he was reluctant, he knew he had no power or ability to refuse. Even if these people decided to shoot him dead in the office and nonchalantly press a charge against him, no one would dare fight on the behalf of some orphan with no significant background.

Jungkook rode in one of the senior officers' hover vehicles to the First Legion Base. He felt that in his previous life time, he could not see such a spectacular scene. scenes of CGI'ed blockbusters of his past life didn't amount to even 1% of what he witnessed now. It only took 10 or so seconds of these sights to astonish him.

Jungkook followed the officers to a huge automatic sliding door. After both sides of the door slid open, he saw a laboratory in the shape of a semi circle. This location was large enough to accommodate thousands of people. The walls had hundreds of screens ranging for large to small displaying differing data. There were dozens of people, who seemed to be scientists, busily working on the screens. The abrupt entry of the officers and jungkook did not disturb any of them at all.

Once again, with the officer leading him, they walked to the center of the room into a round glass pillar. This cylindrical elevator was similar to how a syringe looked. Then, the elevator lifted them to the top floor. Finally, the lift stopped. The doors opened opened, and they entered another room. This was surprisingly a very luxurious bedroom. There were large curtains that separated the beautifully furnished living room from an inner area. jungkook was still observing his surroundings when the officers pulled the curtains opened. Jungkook's eyes jumped over to their movements and a wide variety of medical instruments arranged on the bedside. He looked on the large bed.

An exceptionally handsome man lay quietly. The shape of his imposing figure could be seen even from afar. Even when the frail body lay quietly, a prestigious and grand aura can be felt. Jungkook speculated that this man should have fallen into a severe coma; therefore, needing to rely on so many medical devices and equipment to survive.

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Jungkook couldn't suppress the shock he felt in his heart. The effort he exerted to maintain a look of calm composure completely collapsed. An incredulous look flashed across his face as he focused on the man on the bed. Imperial General Kim Taehyung had the Emperor's highest authority and was the only person in the entire empire that could operate the AA class mech. General Kim Taehyung was the guardian of the empire. Other countries on the universe didn't dare to be rash and invade only due to his influence and strength.

Over a year ago, it was said that the Fingarra Empire, whom developed a weapon strong enough to rival against the AA class mech, was defeated against the general's assault. Although the battle ended with the Fingarra Empire's catastrophic defeat, no one would have expected that General Kim Taehyung, also known as the Godly Emperor, had collapsed as well? If this information were to be leaked, the entire empire would immediately fall into mass hysteria. Other countries would probably take this opportunity to invade too.

The officer's serious expression and resolute gaze showed that he was not lying to him.

Jungkook said. He to quickly assume the equipment's level because the First Legion most certainly would have had the highest ranked military doctors treat the Imperial General. Furthermore, those busy scientists from the first floor should have also have also exerted a great effort in order to save the general. If all of these people couldn't do it, how could he?

The commanding officer led Jungkook past the curtains and back to the living room sofa. He intended to speak to Jungkook in detail once they settled down.

If Jungkook was not a transmigrator, he wouldn't have believed such a claim. So the bigger question now was

Jungkook questioned. He felt the faint sensation of an inexplicable sense of guilt flash through him.

This realization caused Jungkook to shudder. How creepy.

Jungkook wanted to refuse. Even if his soul passed through a different dimension once before, he didn't know what the vital circumstances and necessary preparations were needed to artificially replicate another soul crossing. No one knew whether there'd be any accidents or mishaps. However, the commanding officer already revealed all of this classified information to him. He had better comply with all that they asked of him. Furthermore, the military did not ask him for his input or advice. They were merely informing him of the matter.

Jungkook questioned. He knew that he didn't have any power to refuse. He already knew the empire's greatest secret, so even if he didn't agree… Well they would find a way to make him agree. However, he still had to ask a few questions to thoroughly understand the situation.

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