Back to 1982: Hunting in the Changbai Mountains!

Lu Xiangbei's head is pounding. He stands in the corner of the room, with no cigarettes to smoke and nothing in his mouth but a dry blade of grass.

His eldest and second eldest uncles are banging on the table with his father, arguing over an old rusty foreign rifle. They're so worked up their faces are red and their necks are bulging.

He can't understand it. Wasn't he chased by a wild boar and killed after accidentally falling off a cliff?

How did he wake up in 1982?

What the hell... Amazing!

At least now, his wife hasn't died along with their baby in a difficult childbirth, and his father hasn't been driven ill by him. He's still the well-known local loafer and street punk.

Hearing his eldest uncle demand his share of the family property and threaten to sell the old rifle for scrap, Lu Xiangbei spits out the blade of grass and steps forward, putting an arm around his uncle's shoulder. "Uncle, have you no shame? Come on, let's get the village chief to settle this!"

In this life, he grabs the old rifle and plunges into the vast forests of Changbai Mountain.

He searches for wild ginseng, gathers hericium mushrooms, and sets traps for pheasants...

If he can't give his wife, children, and parents a good life this time around, he can kick his own head like a ball!