Three Hundred and Ten. Back to the Past

Although he has traveled to this world, one-third of Jude's soul is still a Chinese, and he hates this slavish capital system.

Even though he also enslaved the Inhumans, it was more like a leader than a slave.

The living environment of the Inhumans is not harsh. There are a large number of robots assisting them in the Xingyue, but the work is actually not heavy.

The real function of the Inhumans is actually to participate in the war.

In comparison, the undead who came to hell are really miserable.

The ascending channel is almost blocked, but those in power force you to work hard and struggle.

But after struggle and hard work, it is almost impossible to get good results.

Just like the old man in the news, they are busier than when they were in the world.

Then spend a lifetime of being in a hurry, and when their physical strength can't keep up, the society will eliminate them.

No social security, no pension, no respect for having worked your whole life, it's hell.

Jude couldn't help but think that hell is the acme of capitalism, so is heaven the socialist Datong society? Have a chance to go to heaven to see.

"Teresa, such a harsh social system, don't the dead spirits resist?"

"Of course they will resist, but as long as there is Mephisto, the resistance is doomed to failure. It has been more than ten years since the last large-scale turmoil."

Jude smacked his lips: "Ten years, very good... very good..."

Teresa frowned: "What's so good about it, you will be one of them, unless you can cultivate into a demon."

"Hi... What I said is good, it means that ten years is a good time. After being bullied for so long, the resentment must have accumulated to the peak. It only needs a fuse to detonate this powder keg."

As an old man who has experienced many violent incidents, Teresa could see danger signals from Jude's tone and eyes, and she couldn't help reminding: "Jude, I advise you not to have any dangerous thoughts, such a person I've seen them end badly, and they will be tortured by Mephisto himself forever."

Hearing this, Jude's eyes lit up: "I'm worried that I won't be able to find the old ghost Mephisto, this is a good way."

Teresa only felt that her brain was not enough, she pointed at Jude's eyebrows: "Your brain is not broken, right now, I am very suspicious, whether the news about my son is true or not."

"Hi...Of course it's true. Since you miss Doom so much, when I take you back to Earth, you can see him with your own eyes."

Teresa felt that the man in front of her was crazy, and her tone of voice became pitiful: "Son, I know you're not used to hell just now, but believe me, it won't take long for you to abandon these unrealistic fantasies."

"Now, what you need to do is to get a good night's sleep and then find a job so that you can avoid being eaten by blood beasts. This is my advice to you."

Jude knew Teresa didn't believe him, but the facts would prove everything.

He swallowed the remaining brat spirits in one gulp, didn't say any more, and concentrated on enjoying the delicacies of hell.

Teresa thought Jude was moved by her,

Nodding with some relief: "Son, if you don't mind, I can introduce you to work in the library. I have a good relationship with the curator."

"Hi...Thanks, but it's not necessary, I've got everything I need, all I need to do now is to practice, do you have any unused or broken electronic equipment in your home, other gadgets are fine, if you can Lend me to use it, it will be very useful."

"It turns out that you understand mechanics and electronics. That's great. There are indeed some obsolete or broken clocks and desk lamps in the utility room. You can use them."

"Thank you, you are a good person Teresa, I will definitely bring you back to Earth, don't worry."

The two continued to enjoy the big meal, mainly Jude, of course, and Teresa, who was old, ate some to be full.

Then, for the first time, Jude helped her clean up the mess. The old lady was getting old, so she cleaned up a bedroom for Jude and slept in it herself.

Then, Jude got into the utility room, found the toolbox, and took out the dusty electronic clock, electronic scale, watch, desk lamp, oven and other living objects from the corner.

He first took out the paper, and then began to list complex formulas. His brain was running fast, and combined with the rules of the current world, he came up with the required results.

After the theoretical work was completed, it was easy. After a crackle, the electronic clock, electronic scale, watch, lamp, oven and other daily necessities were all dismembered, and replaced by a pair of dial eyes, a modified pistol and a demon watch.

While doing all this, Jude felt as if he had returned to the beginning. At that time, he had just arrived in this world. He also dismantled and modified his car, TV and refrigerator to create a laser gun and a butter robot. I really miss it.

Gently pushing the door open, without waking Teresa, Jude came to the side of the road.

Sure enough, the location here is remote, there is not even a ghost on the street, the street lamps have been in disrepair for a long time, and the lights are on and off, making it look gloomy.

Jude wanted to take a taxi, but of course poor people living in remote areas would not call a taxi, so the taxi never came here.

Jude could only walk towards the bustling area. After walking for half an hour, he finally saw a taxi and hurriedly waved his hand.

The taxi stopped next to him, and the driver was a middle-aged strong man, Undead, who stared at Jude suspiciously and asked, "My friend, you don't look like you have the money to pay the bill."

Jude directly opened the car door and sat in, recalling the bustling area Teresa said: "Faust Avenue, take me there."

The driver pressed a button on the car, and immediately rolled out a crisp mechanical voice: "Faust Street, charge 20 soul shards."

"20 soul fragments, pay first!" The driver held out his hand to Jude.

"Send me there first, don't worry, I will give you the money."

The driver said sharply: "Wandering outside in the middle of the night, I can smell the smell of slums from you, if you don't have money, get out, don't waste my time."

"Hi...Is this how you serve customers? Give you another chance and send me to Faust Street first, believe me, it will be good for you."

"I only serve the rich, get lost, poor man!"

Speaking of which, the driver had already confirmed that Jude must be a pauper who wanted to hitch a ride, and he was about to drive him out of the car immediately.

"It seems that the undead being oppressed to this extent has something to do with you bastards."

"What did you say!"

"Listen to my orders!"

"Yes... yes, sir."

Watching the dial glasses being turned, the driver fell into a hypnotic state.

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