Frieren, You're Not Fighting Alone

Prepare for war, prepare for famine, serve the people. Good people and good horses to the Third Front!

Han Aimin had returned to the 985 Factory he had longed for day and night. He did not want to be laid off again, nor did he want to drift from place to place. He wanted to change not only his life, but his fate.

PS: This book is also known as Rebirth 1987. It is immensely exciting and will take you back to the Years of Passionate Burning.

"The Sixth Set of Radio Exercises now begins. Stretching Exercise, ready—go! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."

"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"

"Mr. Han! Mr. Han!"

"Stop shouting! Hurry and get Mr. Han to the hospital!"

"Who knows if he broke a bone? We can't move him carelessly. We should call the hospital!"

Han Aimin was jolted awake by the overlapping cries. Opening his eyes, he saw familiar yet unfamiliar faces gathered around him, each more anxious than the last. Then a searing pain shot through his elbows and knees.

"Aimin's awake. Make some room." A man in his forties let out a breath of relief and asked anxiously, "Aimin, are you all right?"

Unless he was dreaming, the man before him had to be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and big brother. He was a military cadre who had transferred to the 985 Factory after leaving the service. Since he knew nothing about technology and the factory had no shortage of political cadres, he had been assigned to teach politics at the Children's Middle School.

Behind Zhong Jianyu stood a young woman in a floral plaid spring and autumn shirt. Her surname was Liu, Liu Pingping. She was both a 985 Factory descendant