"Brother, I'm hungry." Zhao Xiangdong opened his eyes and returned to Kaoshan Tun in Northeast China in 1969. His younger siblings were crying out in hunger. His old father had a broken leg, his old mother's heart was broken with worry, and the whole family was on the verge of starving to death. He awakened a mysterious spiritual spring space to cleanse his marrow. His father's unhealable broken leg? Drink it! He could walk on the ground in a few days. Planting rice in the space yielded thousands of kilograms of rice in days. An old hunting dog? Drink it! It instantly transformed into the overlord of the mountains. A 300-jin big boar? That was fat meat delivered to the door! A century-old wild ginseng? That was a radish dug up casually!