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... ime-travel for Lao Tzu. Let Lao Tzu come to RB for Mao? Or the RB of 1950? Yes, this young man's name is Lu Junxi, a three-good youth of the 21st century, but when he wakes up, he finds that he has come to the RB of 1950 inexplicably. He passed through a man named Shuichi Nanye. Lu Junxi also knew that he was here based on the memory of Shuichi Nanye.

   RB in 1950 gave Lu Junxi the impression that he was poor! Another is poverty! Still poor in the end! After World War II, the RB economy ...

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