Charles Reveals the X-Men's Final Trump Card

"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"

"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"

"Stop shouting. Hurry and take Teacher Han to the hospital!"

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

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

"Aimin's awake. Everyone, make room." A man in his forties sighed in relief and asked anxiously, "Aimin, are you all right?"

Unless he was dreaming, this man before him should be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and Big Brother. A military cadre transferred to 985 Factory after leaving the army, Zhong Jianyu knew nothing about technology, and the factory had no shortage of political cadres. So, he had been assigned to the Children's Middle School as a politics teacher.

The young woman behind Zhong Jianyu, dressed in a Floral Plaid Spring and Autumn Shirt, was surnamed Liu—Liu Pingping. She was both a 985 Factory Descendant and third sister's classmate from nursery school through middle school. After graduating high school, she had failed to get into university, so the factory assigned her to teach English at the Children's Middle School. However, she was neither a cadre nor a formal employee, but a "Collective Worker" whose salary and benefits were one tier below those of formal employees...

"Aimin, look at my hand!" Zhong Jianyu had no idea what Han Aimin was thinking. He raised a finger and moved it in front of Han Aimin's eyes.

The stabbing pain in his elbows and knees, the familiar faces before him, and the familiar melody of the Sixth Set of Radio Exercises outside made Han Aimin realize that this was not a