Northeast Borderlands: From the Start, I Empty Out My Worst Relatives' Homes

After sacrificing his life, special forces soldier Chu Huaiyuan transmigrates to 1969, the era of the Down to the Countryside Movement, with a 300-cubic-meter pocket dimension ring.

His parents died in the line of duty, and his aunt's family stole his compensation and seized his job placement. His cousin and fiancée were having an affair, then conspired to frame him for sexual misconduct.

Chu Huaiyuan sneered. “If you won't act like decent people, then nobody gets to have an easy time.”

He emptied the Sun family's entire household, returned the 620 yuan in compensation to its rightful owner, exposed his treacherous fiancée and called off the engagement, and sent his awful relatives to prison.

Then he dusted off his hands, packed his space ring with supplies, and signed up for the harshest, coldest border region in Heilongjiang.

While others gnawed on frozen potatoes in the snow, he hunted roe deer and trapped wild boars in the forest, simmered meat and rendered fat, and built a tile-roofed home with a heated brick bed. His days were warm and prosperous.

But his peaceful life barely had time to settle in before trouble stirred along the border. First, a patrol ran into Soviet agents. Then strange footprints appeared in the forest. And before long, a spy had infiltrated the company.

Chu Huaiyuan toyed with the dagger in his hand and narrowed his eyes as he stared toward the northern woods.

All he had wanted was to farm, hunt, and quietly enjoy a comfortable life.

But the winds sweeping over this black earth were never going to let him stay peaceful for long.