Reborn in 1994: A Giant Croaker from the Start

The salty sea breeze, the rumble of a diesel engine, and his father's heavy sigh... Countless fragments of memory jolted Chen Haisheng awake from the fog.

He opened his eyes to rafters beneath a ceiling lined with old newspapers. The familiar, stifling heat of the summer of 1994 enveloped his eighteen-year-old body, young but already hardened with calluses.

Beside his pillow lay a crumpled high school graduation photo. Xiaoyue's smile in the picture was so clear it almost hurt to look at.

Chen Haisheng clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm. He was back. The tide was receding, and buried in that golden stretch of tidal flats was the key that could change his fate.