Zhang Xiaozhu never met his "nobleman".

The main reason is that there is hyperplasia of brain tissue in his left forehead, which is also the reason for his frontal protrusion, although the functional areas between brain tissues, according to current scientific findings, can be substituted for each other, and the excess part can be removed, but the risk of surgery is extremely high, not that it is cut and cut.

In addition to the hyperplasia of brain tissue, because the brain squeezes out the surrounding tissues, Zhang Xiaozhu's left eyeball is also in a special position, which once again increases the risk of surgery, so, after so many years, the money is available, but the operation can only be done in a conservative direction, not major surgery, only fine-tuning. So, Zhang Xiaozhu went to the doctor and made some adjustments to his face and did surgery on his nose and mouth. After the operation, his whole face, from most of the deformities, has changed back to most of the normal, and the whole face, only the upper left part is not good-looking, that is, the protruding left forehead and the squeezed left eye are still not good-looking. So, in order to deal with this part of the unsightly face, Zhang Xiaozhu used a wig and glasses to block these unsightly parts, this is the old method, in the past, when I was working at the construction site in CZ City, didn't I use this method? Sometimes, the old way works.

Zhang Xiaozhu bought a small building in NJ City, the first floor is open to an Internet café, the second floor, is the secret club of "Huantai International", on this day, Zhang Xiaozhu is working in the secret club, although it is not a legitimate business, not a clean business, but Zhang Xiaozhu is much more serious than some "clean people" sitting in the political corruption building, some people with normal faces.

Zhang Xiaozhu's thinking speed is very fast, the doctor said, it is related to his hyperplastic brain tissue, his thinking is fast, he can use two hearts, one heart and three uses, of course, when he uses one heart and one use, the speed is even faster. This kind of fast, not ordinary people can understand, as far as Zhang Xiaozhu's personal feeling is concerned, he always feels that the laptop he uses is too slow, he changed several laptops, from 3000 yuan to 4000 yuan, and finally 17000 yuan, 40000 yuan of laptops, the price has increased by 10 times, and the configuration of the computer is also more than 10 times higher, but whenever he is in the office, when he is concentrating, he feels that the computer is slow, and he can even see the lag when the web page is opened. And ordinary people can't see it at all, just like at that time, when he and his subordinates went to buy a computer together, the boss and his guys who sold computers always thought that Zhang Xiaozhu was picking thorns in his bones, and always thought that the computer was too slow, thinking that Zhang Xiaozhu wanted to bargain.

Zhang Xiaozhu's speed of tapping the keyboard is extremely fast, he has tried, as long as he uses one finger to hit the Jian Pan is better than the speed of ordinary people with ten fingers. The general keyboard, in Zhang Xiaozhu's hands, was knocked out in two or three days, and the words on the surface of the keyboard were worn out.

Therefore, when Zhang Xiaozhu is really working, he can only be in this secret club, and he can't be seen by others, otherwise others will see that his hands are too fast and turn into a blurred shadow, and the sound of keyboard tapping does not sound intermittent "click, click,......", but swishing, like the sound of the wind.

However, even at this speed, Zhang Xiaozhu still has time to get distracted and think about something else, as if his hands can handle business automatically, without the command of his brain at all. The brain, on the other hand, can be set aside to think about other things. It's also like, he is alone, and he can be used by two people.

Zhang Xiaozhu sat alone on the second floor of the "Yiyi Internet Cafe", in this luxurious clubhouse, he thought and thought, like a meditator in the dark, but his hands were still tapping on the keyboard.

(Those who used to wear "masks"...... I am their nobleman, and my nobleman...... Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly began to wonder if one day, even if he succeeded in complete plastic surgery, he would already be seventy or eighty:

(People who wear "masks", some of them, because they don't have normal faces, can't find a job, so they can only use their bodies as experiments, sign contracts, and work with various companies, companies, and laboratories...... Ironically, they are also citizens of this country! ）

There was once a "masked man", and Zhang Xiaozhu invited him to join his organization and make a lot of money together. But, guess what that person said? He said, "You're making some unclean money, and I'm not going to do it." ”

This man, who supported himself by selling his divine body as an experiment, felt that it was clean, legal, and glorious...... Because, how many people who have undergone genetic mutations are doing this, driven by the herd mentality, Zhang Xiaozhu doesn't know when the "mask man", the mutant person selling his god body as an experiment, has become a "popular frontline" and a fashion. I knew it was illegal, but no one cared about it, so it became "legal".

(What will happen to their sons, their children and grandchildren?) Zhang Xiaozhu asked himself suddenly, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. (Plastic surgery, after all, can't change the mutated genes, no, the changed genes, the offspring may still be deformed, and an ugly face will grow.) ）

Zhang Xiaozhu's thoughts suddenly became confused, feeling that he could no longer continue to work, he boxed the computer, walked to the window, the housekeeper robot opened the curtains for him, he looked out the window at the city, where the haze was deep, but it looked like a "fairyland" (is this a fairyland or a magic land?). ）

He suddenly remembered a joke from a "masked friend": (I wish the weather was foggy and nothing could be seen, so that people could not see each other's faces, and over time, the society of looking at faces became a society of not looking at faces, right?) ）

(Yes, then, in the end, will a society that "doesn't look at face" become a society that "doesn't look at face"?) Zhang Xiaozhu smiled silently again.

Smog – the shadow that hangs over this society.

Genes – the shadow that hangs over the "masked man".

After repeated thinking and study, Zhang Xiaozhu has learned that if the problem of genes is not solved, the offspring of the "Mask Man" can only be the "Mask Man" forever.

This has happened: Zhang Xiaozhu's son, Zhang Quying, he hopes that his son's life can remove the shadow of the "mask man", so he named him Quying. However, Shadow has a face that is almost identical to herself.

(But fortunately,) Zhang Xiaozhu thought, (I won't send him to an orphanage, I want him to know that in a polluted world, the "masked man" will have a brighter future than normal people.) ）

Zhang Xiaozhu also learned that because chromosomes cannot be paired, it is difficult for a large proportion of deformed people to have offspring. It's hard to imagine, it's ironic to the extreme, he and she are from the same planet, but his chromosomes are from different planets.

From this point of view, Zhang Xiaozhu and his own her: Yang Yiyi, he and her are still lucky. Zhang Xiaozhu thought, (If I hadn't become rich, I wouldn't have been able to have a "shadow" with my wife,) Zhang Xiaozhu understood that if it wasn't for spending money on a doctor for genetic intervention, his wife would not have been able to conceive a child at all.

Zhang Xiaozhu also knows that some deformed people really can't give birth to children, and they spend money to clone themselves, although cloning is not legal, but, in fact, there are now many hospitals in the society that have gene departments, or subordinate factories, can secretly provide this service and make high profits.

(The change in society is not something we can expect...... Zhang Xiaozhu sighed.