A Mutant World Prison with Independent Copyright

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

Han Aimin returned to the 985 Factory he had longed for day and night. He did not want to be laid off again, did not want to drift from place to place again. He wanted to change not only his life, but his fate.

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

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

"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"

"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"

"Stop shouting and get Teacher Han to the hospital!"

"Who knows whether he broke anything? Don'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, every one of them 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 sighed in relief and asked anxiously, "Aimin, are you all right?"

If this was not a dream, then the man before him should be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and big brother. He had been a military cadre transferred to the 985 Factory. 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 and a classmate of Third Sister's from