Chapter 1 ,!
Da Si Shu was timid to begin with, and feeling nothing unusual about his body except for a stuffiness in the bandaged area, he immediately agreed profusely.

As a result, that very night he felt an intense itching and pain in his hands. He endured it stoically, gritting his teeth. The sensation only subsided towards dawn, and after falling into a muddled sleep, Da Si Shu didn't wake up until the afternoon.

Upon waking, Da Si Shu immediately felt that something was different about himself. He was bewildered for a moment before he realized with astonishment that his fingers, his fingers had actually grown back!

Overwhelmed with shock and joy, Da Si Shu naturally thought that this had to be related to the doctor from yesterday. He was convinced that the high-end US research project had restored his limbs. But his heart was also filled with fear. He worried that his newly grown fingers would be taken for some kind of research, so he immediately sought out Fang Senyan, the person he trusted most, to discuss the matter, naturally intending to make a quick escape.

However, Fang Senyan had been orchestrating this entire affair from beginning to end. He first contacted the director of a high-end hospital through Gu Yuean, the local snake, saying that he was willing to donate a million yuan to have them conduct a free clinic here. This request was barely plausible, and the director, pocketing 500,000 yuan, was happy to agree to gain a good reputation.

Then, Fang Senyan found a struggling extra and told him that he wanted to swindle a wealthy country bumpkin, and he needed him to cooperate. Whether it succeeded or not, he would receive 100,000 yuan, plus the costume he was wearing.

The actor was in a very unfortunate situation at the time, barely able to afford food, so he immediately agreed. He was probably also afraid of being accused of being an accomplice in fraud, so he would likely disappear after taking the money.

Facing Da Si Shu's inquiries, Fang Senyan had already prepared his response. First, he showed Da Si Shu several high-tech news articles, such as reports of scientists growing human ears on mice, to strengthen his faith and guide Da Si Shu's thinking towards high technology. Then, he advised Da Si Shu to observe for a while. In any case, the Fuyuan would soon be refitted, and if things got really bad, they could just sail away. In the vast ocean, the sky's the limit for birds to fly, and the sea is wide open for fish to leap.

Da Si Shu and Sanzi were the same type of person, unable to keep things to themselves, and somewhat indecisive. But once someone made a decision for them, they were worry-free. Hearing Fang Senyan say this, he was relieved. But then Da Si Shu suddenly sighed and said, "Ah, if only we could go back to Siqiao."

Da Si Shu had lived in Siqiao for a total of twenty years, almost his second home. Now that he had been away for so long, he was bound to miss it. But Da Si Shu shouldn't have mentioned Siqiao. As soon as he did, Fang Senyan felt as if the bullet that had been shot into his chest was throbbing faintly, and the pain of being beaten by those thugs awakened from his memories.

"Heh, Hua Shanfei," Fang Senyan's lips curled into a sneer, but Da Si Shu was still immersed in the excitement of his finger regeneration and didn't notice the violence and brutality that flashed in his adopted son's eyes.

The next day, Fang Senyan directly bought a plane ticket to Guangzhou. Since his identity was no longer an issue, he could naturally return to the mainland without any problems. Along the way, Fang Senyan, seeking speed, directly chartered a taxi to Fangchenggang, and then conveniently stole a motorcycle and headed straight for the familiar Siqiao Town.

The scent of the sea breeze was still familiar. Both the trees and the villages had vaguely appeared in his dreams. It was also drizzling, with a unique southern dampness and coldness. Fang Senyan even deliberately passed along the same road where he had been forced to flee.

He passed by the factory where he had first entered the Nightmare Space. It seemed that the murder that had occurred here had not affected the boss's investment confidence. The exterior walls had been repainted, machines had been brought in, and a large number of workers were busily going in and out, looking like a colony of industrious worker ants, extraordinarily lively.

Seeing this, Fang Senyan couldn't help but feel a sense of the vicissitudes of life, of things changing and people being different. Passing through that path ahead should be Siqiao. According to current standards, it was a heavily polluted area. Even the drinking water and air had a scent of waste rubber. But Fang Senyan now felt that the strange smell was particularly亲切, like the smell of engine oil in the engine room, the sweat of pirates, the stench of seawater… as if they had seeped into his blood and bone marrow and become inseparable.

Bypassing the village next to it, Siqiao was ahead. Fang Senyan noticed that the farm road he was traveling on was covered with grass. It looked like no one had traveled it for a long time. Only his motorcycle left a deep rut in the wet, soft mud. Fang Senyan was a little surprised. Although this road was difficult to travel, it could save at least half an hour's journey. Usually, when rushing to deliver live fish, it was a necessary route to save time. Therefore, there were many people walking on this road, and it was absolutely impossible for it to be as desolate as it was now.

"Could it be that Hua Shanfei had a change of heart and built a new road in this place?" Fang Senyan speculated in his heart.

He revved the throttle hard, and a cloud of black smoke billowed from the motorcycle's tailpipe. The vehicle charged up the earthen slope ahead through the mud. Logically speaking, one should be able to see the entire panorama of Siqiao from here, but at the moment his vision reached the top of the slope, Fang Senyan froze completely like a statue...

Because, in this world, there was no more Siqiao.

There was no more town built from substandard plywood, discarded tires, and rusty gasoline drum skins.

The illegal town.

What appeared before Fang Senyan was a desolate piece of land!

The deep ruts of excavators crisscrossed the area, and messy piles of dirt were stacked everywhere, revealing the corners of inferior building materials buried in the mud. And the colorful plastic bags that blew around in the wind were all that was presented to Fang Senyan's eyes.

The trestle bridge, the one that Da Si Shu, Sanzi, himself, and even most of the people in Siqiao Town had built with their sweat, had completely disappeared into the sea, leaving only a row of broken concrete piles stubbornly scattered in the seawater, the ends baring their teeth and revealing rusty steel bars.

After a brief moment of distraction, Fang Senyan, relying on his memory, walked through the empty ruins and came to the place where his house had been. It looked like this was where the demolition was the most thorough, leaving only a pit more than ten meters in diameter.

However, a piece of plywood half-buried in the mud awakened his memory. Fang Senyan turned the plywood over, and the female celebrity glued to it with transparent tape was smiling brightly. Her chest was ruthlessly pinned with a thumbtack by Sanzi. This piece of plywood was nailed to the head of his bed…

Fang Senyan lingered in this place for about an hour, then suddenly felt a little dispirited. He didn't even have the impulse to settle accounts with Hua Shanfei. The mood was not dejection, nor decadence, but a faint melancholy. But this melancholy inexplicably expelled the rest of the emotions and completely occupied Fang Senyan's mind.

"Forget it. Every time I went to Fangchenggang before, I didn't have enough money, so I couldn't eat to my heart's content. I'll stay in Fangchenggang for one night tonight, and have a good meal of pig blood in the Pigsty. I'll leave tomorrow morning. Consider Hua Shanfei *** lucky," Fang Senyan made up his mind as he straddled the motorcycle.

The "Pigsty" that Fang Senyan mentioned was actually a very famous restaurant. The boss's surname was Zhu, and he looked more like a cultured man than a cook. The signature dish he sold was pig blood, and every dish had this ingredient in it. The name of the restaurant was originally very poetic, called Juan Gui Xuan (Weary Return Pavilion). But after the restaurant gradually became famous, after all, it was the common people who came to consume the most, so they simply called it the Pigsty.

It is estimated that many people do not know what pig blood is. In fact, everyone must have eaten it, which is pig blood.

All the dishes in the Pigsty are related to pig blood. The best-selling dish here is pig blood soup, which costs three yuan a bowl. Taking a few mouthfuls of the steaming soup in your hand immediately makes you feel warm all over. It is said that at its peak, the Pigsty could sell more than two thousand bowls in the dead of winter.

Fang Senyan was previously short of money, and can be said to be frugal, so he often came to Fangchenggang and was very happy to drink a bowl of pig blood soup with Sanzi. He had always known that the second floor of the Pigsty was where they sold rice and stir-fries, and the dishes were all related to pig blood, but he really didn't have the financial strength to sit down on the second floor and have a good meal.

Today, Fang Senyan returned to his hometown, originally coming in anger, full of murderous intent, but suddenly found that things had changed and the home in his heart had vanished, so naturally his mood fluctuated, and he could only come to seek the taste of his hometown.

In less than an hour, Fang Senyan came to the outside of the "Pigsty" again. This was a civilian area surrounded by skyscrapers, representing noise and bustle. All around were old tile houses, broken and muddy streets, steaming white smoke from the steamed bun shops, surging crowds, and a fishy smell in the air. All these mixed in people's senses, but only four words were felt: full of vitality!.