Standing and chatting with Lao Xiaoyu for a while, seeing that she never invited him to eat snails together, Zhou Fuxi walked away as if nothing happened.

He remembered the eighties and nineties of the last century, when the material standard of living was far inferior to now, but even if he walked on the ridge of the village and chatted with the farmers who were working and resting, even if he didn't know each other, the other party would hold up a piece of melon and let people eat it together.

This old woman is also a person who has experienced that era, why didn't she invite Zhou Fuxi to eat snails? People are still such people, but people's hearts have changed, and the feeling of getting along with people has also changed.

Zhou Fuxi glanced at "Dawang Town" a few more times, and slowly walked in the direction of Lushan.

Taking a deep breath, the concentration of PM2.5 in the air is 35, the concentration of PM10 is 32, the concentration of NO2 is 7, the concentration of SO2 is 2, and the concentration of O3 is 33, all in μg/m³, while the concentration of CO is 0.8mg/m³.

In the 80s, the air was better than it is now, but at that time, the level of industry was low, and most of the cars coming and going on the street were buses, and there were not many private and corporate government vehicles, but more bicycles, and there were no polluting factories around Dawang Town.

However, it is different when entering the urban area, taking the Xiangjiang River that runs through the city as an example, the river water turned from green to red and then to brown throughout the 80s, and the pollution was serious, such as lead, mercury, cadmium, arsenic and other heavy metals exceeded the standard.

At that time, 32 of the 43 sections of the Xiangjiang River had Class 4 water quality, and even two sections of the main stream were Class 5, and the nearly 36 kilometers upstream of the river were extinct, and many people were disabled and sick due to pollution.

At that time, even Zhou Fuxi refused to contaminate a little Xiangjiang water, let alone "hit the water in the middle stream, and the waves curb the flying boat".

It's much better now, Zhou Fuxi walked and walked, and came to the scenery along the river, at this time, the river is turbulent, rippling, the water is fresh, moist and clear, where is there any smell of heavy metal pollution?

It's not that there is no one at all, there are people on the road who are crazy and clamoring for a wild song of heavy metal music, roaring and impacting Zhou Fuxi's eardrums.

"The wind can't blow away the long-term hatred - hey"

"Flowers, can't dye through nostalgia - woo"

"Snow, can't reflect mountains and rivers - hey"

"Moon, can't fulfill the ancient dream - woo woo woo ......"

He involuntarily walked a little faster, crazy humans, immortals didn't want to mess with them.

Zhou Fuxi's mind moved, and he sensed his puppet.

At the beginning, in order to make the puppet puppet like an ordinary human being, he lived in Junsha normally for about 30 years, and he specially designed it, and it took a lot of effort.

Now, in his divine sense, he found that the puppet's activity was consumed to almost nothing, which meant that if he returned to Junsha a few days later, the puppet would be completely destroyed.

It's not been 20 years now.

"What's going on?"

Zhou Fuxi frowned, didn't think about saving the little spiritual qi in his body, and according to the guidance of his divine thoughts, a flash appeared next to the puppet puppet.

The puppet figure, which looks almost identical to Mr. Zhou, is lying in a rudimentary device that resembles a sci-fi survival pod, the door covered with a glittering blue glass.

Inside the hatch, the puppet figure was a tall teenager with clear eyebrows, a frowning brow revealing some pain and resentment, and the handsome cheeks were as bloody as usual, but it gave people the feeling of not being alive, his lips were pursed together, and even though his chest was still characterized by slow breathing, he looked like a completely unconscious vegetative person.

Stretching out his finger and flicking open the hatch, the surrounding alarms were loud, warning lights of various colors flashed, and there was a hustle and bustle, looking like an atmosphere group to render what kind of important forbidden place this is, in fact, if you look closely, you feel that the surroundings are not really the environment of the high-precision and cutting-edge laboratory.

Zhou Fuxi stretched out his hand and pressed it on the puppet population's chest.

The puppet puppet was originally made entirely of human beings, and the internal organs under the chest cavity and the surrounding areas, the heart, lungs, liver, pancreas, gall bladder, stomach, kidneys, and intestines wrapped around the human consciousness.

Knowing God can't see or touch, but will feel all kinds of emotions and pressures of human beings, these emotions and pressures affect Knowing God, and then Knowing God will affect the surrounding organs, if ordinary people have too much negative emotions and pressure, they often cause various diseases of the internal organs, it is because of the influence of God on the internal organs.

At this time, the puppet's consciousness was filled with surging resentment, deep sadness like the sea, and boundless anger, and the fear that made it tremble and seem to fall into hell.

What happened to it here? Zhou Fuxi's face sank, looked around, and then continued to check the information recorded by the puppet puppet.

The puppet puppet's consciousness did not affect its internal organs, because its internal organs, body, bones, flesh and blood, and skin were all made by Zhou Fuxi with the best materials, and even if it was damaged, it could be self-generated again and again.

What Zhou Fuxi didn't expect was that he had made these self-generated settings that had been in order for the puppet puppet to operate normally for thirty years, but he also made the puppet puppet suffer terribly...... It seems to have fallen into the hands of organ traffickers.

In its body, every organ has traces of spontaneous growth many times, bones seem to have been broken and even stripped from the body countless times, and every inch of skin has been cut, as have other flesh and blood nerves.

Just like now, it lacks a normal kidney in its body, and the reborn little kidney is growing without knowing it, the cells are alive, the blood is flowing happily, and it seems that it will soon return to the appearance of being able to be harvested.

It seems to feel Zhou Fuxi's return, and it has no more meaning of existence, and the only trace of consciousness left by the puppet puppet has also dissipated into nothingness.

"Even if you're just a puppet, you shouldn't be treated like this when you walk around this world. Just like a little girl's doll, it is no problem to be worn out, discarded or tinkered, and it is not right to dismember and vent the desire to kill. Zhou Fuxi said to the puppet puppet with only its body left.

Then, he reached out and gently stroked the puppet's forehead, and when he looked up again, his eyes had returned to indifference.

Aside from this life-support pod, the rest of the equipment in the room was ordinary, even a little dilapidated, not some high-tech scientific research operating room, and a computer in the corner was running a game, which said "Your account has been banned from the game, and the reason may include ......".

This computer has no floppy drive, no optical drive, and it doesn't seem to be high-profile, but Zhou Fuxi is a little nostalgic, and took out his B51 from under his robe.

At the beginning of the twentieth century, the most popular game in Internet cafes was an FPS shooting battle game, and one of the quick purchases for the gun M249 was the B-5-1 button, which many people called B51 at the time.

The B51 has fierce firepower, the number of magazines is as high as 100, and it is very sought after by beginners, and Zhou Fuxi is also one of them, often starting to buy a few guns, holding small pistols and daggers and chirping, following teammates to pick up guns, just to save money to buy B51.

Later, when he saw someone collecting game figures and peripherals, Zhou Fuxi followed suit and collected a real gun prototype M249 of the B51 and about 30,000 bullets.

Guns can kill, they can save people, they can also make people, how can a man not like guns? Zhou Fuxi touched his B51 and felt that more than a dozen people were walking towards him.

In front of him was a gate with thick soundproof cotton, obviously not to prevent a shootout here from making too much noise, so Zhou Fuxi picked up the machine gun and firmly buckled his fingers on the trigger.

Two men who seemed to be small minions pushed the door open, followed by more than a dozen people clustering around a tall woman in the doorway.

The woman's heels hit the ground, and the sound of "tuk" was very loud, and she helped the decorative glasses with gold wire frame and pearl pendant, and looked at Zhou Fuxi, who was holding a machine gun, and was stunned like everyone else.

"That's what you're going to show me...... The Jade Emperor with a machine gun? The woman looked at Zhou Fuxi's dress and the machine gun in her hand, and couldn't help but want to laugh, which one is this? Immediately sneered, "If it's a role-play, I might as well go to Mi Bancheng, she is much more professional than you." ”

After saying that, she glanced left and right expressionlessly, thinking that it was just a farce after all, but found that the others were also very surprised, and one of the security officers who followed her had even made a move to turn around and run away.

Then, a huge head was exploded by a machine-gun bullet, and a red, red, white and white explode in front of her eyes.

Zhou Fuxi shot directly.