Time Travel Rebirth:From Post-Apocalyptic superstar to 70s Sidekick!

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ᡣ𐭩 Your brother is fighting again! ᡣ𐭩

"Manhui! Lin Manhui! Go see, your brother is fighting again!"

A girl's clear and loud voice came from afar. In the row of connected houses at Military Farm No. 3, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was disturbed. She lifted the blue cloth curtain and stood on the cement floor of the porch, responding lazily.

"What's going on, Lin Jiaming?"

Breathless, Lin Jiaming ran over. She was about the same age as Lin Manhui, with delicate features and fair skin, sporting two little braids tied with pink ribbons. She wore a white floral shirt, new blue pants, and black buckle shoes. Seeing Lin Manhui's calm demeanor, she stomped her foot in frustration.

"Lin Manhui, how can you be so unconcerned? Your brother is fighting again!"

Lin Manhui was slender, with a pale face and slightly curly hair tied in a messy ponytail. Her blue long-sleeve shirt was faded from washing, her army pants were patched at the knees, and her liberation shoes had worn-out fronts with two holes, revealing her white toes.

Despite her shabby clothes, Lin Manhui showed no signs of embarrassment. Clearly cherishing her clothes, she carefully rolled up her sleeves and asked, "Oh, which brother?"

Lin Jiaming looked around. The row houses were built by the military during the construction of the farm, each unit less than thirty square meters, housing five families.

It was noon, and people were still on their way home from work or school, so no one came out to watch the commotion.

Lin Jiaming answered sulkily, "Who else could it be? Your fourth and fifth brothers, the 'Lin Family Duo'."

Usually, hearing about her brothers fighting and the term "Lin Family Duo" would make Lin Manhui feel embarrassed. This time, however, she had no reaction. She dragged a worn bamboo chair from the porch and leisurely sat down, closing her eyes to enjoy the warm spring sun.

In April, the sunlight was just right, warming her body. It bathed her pale face, and her long lashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

Lin Jiaming stared at her with wide eyes. "Lin Manhui, you... you aren't crying today!"

Lin Manhui opened her eyes and gave her a sidelong glance, her clear eyes seeming to sparkle. "What? Did you come here just to see me cry?"

A gentle spring breeze brushed by, and swallows chirped under the eaves. The noise was quite bothersome.

Lin Jiaming, feeling more unsettled, circled around her to confirm it was indeed Lin Manhui before she pouted and said, "I'm worried your brother might get hurt and that you'd cry."

Pretending not to notice Lin Jiaming's new clothes, new shoes, and new ribbon, Lin Manhui closed her eyes again, leaning back against the bamboo chair. The chair creaked under the strain, and she sighed.

While other people's lives were a straight line, Lin Manhui's life diverged into a branch when she was twelve.

Lin Manhui was a premature baby, frail and sickly. After losing her parents early, she was raised by five hot-tempered brothers. Growing up sickly until twelve, she fell into a coma due to a serious illness, and her soul drifted into the post-apocalyptic world, becoming a dual-element ability user.

From initial fear and confusion to bloody battles and courageous strides, her only goal was to survive.

Her survival instinct drove her to grow constantly, mastering skills, fighting enemies, and building bases, eventually becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse. However, when she stood at the pinnacle and looked back, she missed the Military Farm.

Compared to the apocalyptic world filled with zombies and food shortages, the Military Farm was a paradise. With vast fields, simple row houses, rationed food, local cotton clothing, medical care, and free education, it was a haven.

Compared to the brutal competition in the apocalypse, where survival meant fighting for every morsel, her five brothers seemed like angels.

In the apocalypse base, Lin Manhui occasionally saw a novel called "Fortune Star of the 70s" and realized that her past life was part of that story.

According to the book, Lin Jiaming was the protagonist who brought fortune to her family, while Lin Manhui's family, as a contrast, faced numerous hardships. Her oldest brother was always complaining, her second brother remained single, her third brother drank away his sorrows, her fourth brother was a failure, and her fifth brother ended up in prison. Meanwhile, Lin Jiaming led her family to prosperity.

Recalling the plot, Lin Manhui closed her eyes and faced the sunlight.

The warm rays of the sun fell on her eyelids, turning the dark world bright. Her eyes moved gently, and red, black, and gray colors intertwined into a strange dynamic picture.