Undercurrent Era

Hong Kong in 1950 was the Pearl of the Far East on the surface, but a melting pot of dragons and snakes secretly. The laws of the British government, the gold dollars of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, and the gasps of millions of refugees for survival merged here into an undercurrent that was calm on the surface but turbulent underwater. Chen Zian was reborn here as a young man whose family was broken up in Yau Ma Tei. His father drowned mysteriously, leaving only a debt to an underground bank and a vague last word. There is no systematic gift of a time traveler, only "The Art of War" that he has read well since childhood and a cold calculation of people's hearts. He knew that in this city, tears were useless and brute force was dangerous. The only way to survive was to become the shrewdest planner. He is like an orphan, stepping onto the chessboard: using street intelligence to leverage the greed of the gambling boss, using the subtle relationship between Chaoshan fellows to infiltrate the fringes of the Chamber of Commerce, and relying on his precise grasp of the relationship between the British police superintendent and the Chinese detective to smell a glimmer of hope in the bloody smell of the smuggling case. At every step, he is taking advantage of the mutual suspicion and desire of all parties; in every game, he follows the oldest survival wisdom - "move when it suits your interests, and stop when it doesn't." However, the real undercurrent never emerged. When gunshots rang out in the Kowloon Walled City, and when people close to him showed another face, Chen Zian discovered that his father's death was just a tiny ripple in the huge whirlpool. He must change from a chess piece being used by all parties to the person redefining the rules in the depths of the undercurrent before the torrent of time engulfs him.