He Really Didn't Mean to Transmigrate in the 1950s!

Shen Heng was struck on the head by a family heirloom incense burner and transmigrated.

He’d barely arrived before he was fighting for his life. This wasn’t just an ordinary brawl: it was a fight to the death!

The original owner had been beaten so badly that he’d lost his soul. That showed how brutal it had been.

Luckily, Shen Heng had never been one to take things lying down, even in modern times. When it came to fighting for his life, he’d never lost!

Maybe Great-Grandma couldn’t see too well, because he’d ended up in the days just before liberation.

His father left and never returned. His mother abandoned her three children and ran off. He was just a teenager, struggling to raise his younger siblings. And worst of all, someone had taken over their tiny, isolated courtyard home.

Even a game level wouldn’t give you from the start a situation this miserable.

Fortunately, he’d gone from a middle-aged man to a young boy, and an ancestral pocket dimension had appeared in his mind, activated by his bloodline.

Hearing his younger brother and sister’s stomachs rumble with hunger, he knew he had to improve their living conditions fast.

Well, he could start with those thugs who’d bullied the original owner.

“Search them thoroughly, then raid their hideout!”

A parallel universe, purely fictional. Just enjoy the power trip

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