Continuation 137: Shattering the Void

Seeing Zhuru's strange fox tail swaying as it fled, twisting its large, firm, rounded hips, Liu Chang'an made no move to stop it. Scaring it into fleeing in panic had been his goal all along. He descended from the air, stepped over the waves to cross half the river, and returned to the bank. Li Hongfang was still in the pose of pressing both hands against her thighs, knees together, lips slightly parted, and eyes trembling as she looked at him.

"Are you squatting here to take a dump in the wild?" Although Li Hongfang had not taken off her pants, it was not impossible. Liu Chang'an remembered that her black combat suit could be removed from any part at will. Back in the Eastern Han Dynasty tomb, Li Hongfang had demonstrated it for him once.

For many children raised in cities today, taking a dump in the wild was hard to accept, viewed as an ugly act of poor manners. Yet in the hearts of many middle-aged and elderly people, it was not without a certain sentimentality, a bond to childhood memories and nostalgia.

In modern urban environments, relieving oneself anywhere not only reflected terrible personal conduct, but more importantly, polluted the environment.

Things had not been like that in the countryside before. Human and animal waste was an important source of farmyard manure, and farmyard manure was tied to how abundantly crops grew.

Taking a dump in the wild did not pollute the environment either. The waste of villagers and livestock was merely a normal part of the cycle of matter in nature.

The most common and eye-catching kind of excrement on country paths and in fields was cow dung, as large as washbasins. Pig manure came next, while dog shit was less conspicuous. Human waste was actually