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In ancient times, after Nuwa was born, out of boredom, she made humans out of yellow clay and imitated herself. The first batch of humans she fabricated were extremely ugly. The latter batch looked good, but she was tired, bored, and didn't want to pinch them anymore. One day, Nuwa used the muddy rope on the ground to whip Fuxi... As a result, the effect is doubled! ! ! Until modern times, Nuwa looked at her mobile phone and complained: If you think my fabrication is not good enough, I will have plastic surgery, you little fools. (Easy article, novice article, don't pursue the myth, bring you a different mythical story. Don't fight, you don't have to love, but don't hurt.)
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