"Xie Guangkun! You are seeking death—"
Wang Laoqi's roar penetrated the mist of the early spring of 1999 in Ivory Mountain. I, Xie Yongqiang, am currently lying on the wooden bed in the village clinic, feeling pain in the back of my head. But what confuses me more than the pain are the memories in my mind that shouldn't exist:
Short videos, e-commerce live broadcasts in 2025, Xie Tengfei's admission to Tsinghua University, Wang Xiaomeng's soybean product factory going public, Xie Guangkun's 73rd act as a demon...
"Am I reborn? Back to the day I fell off the tractor?"
