This is a different kind of time-travel novel.
When others traveled through time, they started out at full level, but when I traveled back through time, I started out as cannon fodder.
Leaders' criticism, high-level infighting, formalistic cleaning, all employees working overtime before the war...
I was a social beast in my previous life, and I will still be a social beast in this life. Changed dynasty, but not changed life.
Liangshan is getting bigger and bigger, and people's hearts are getting more and more complicated.
I just want to guard my one-third of an acre of land, not to take sides, not to stand out, and not to have too many hands.
The big guys are vying for fame and fortune, but I just want to get off work safely.
There is no golden finger, no Long Aotian.
There was only one modern migrant worker in the late Northern Song Dynasty, working hard to survive every day.
