MTL - My Classmate is 200 Million Years Old-Chapter 8 Pit jump

In the afternoon's farewell party and closing conference, Xuan Mo's task was to go up to receive a prize. She didn't participate in the chorus that had to be in each class because of the many projects, and didn't want to stand alone. Organize future plans.

With more and more activated memories, the basic lifestyle and due course of life of the earth people, or the people of this civilization in this country, have been roughly understood. She went to kindergarten when she was three or four years old. He went to elementary school at the age of eight, junior high school at the age of twelve to fourteen, high school at the age of sixteen to eighteen, and later went to college, then either continued studying or entered work, then retired and died.

There is no concept of war, or the concept of being a soldier, at least not in this girl's mind.

What should she do? Now she is only fifteen years old and has just finished her freshman year. She is still sensitive enough to feel that graduating from high school is required by the country. Then, in the future, the road to college is optional. When can I find a way to join the army?

She did not consider the so-called parents at all. In her conception, after birth, except for the nurturing of childhood, the future life must be decided by herself. Parents are generally too lazy to decide the child's life, and children have no right to ask their parents to What do they arrange.

That's it. After three years of high school, you can find your favorite lifestyle by that time.

Pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed, she suddenly felt that someone was coming outside the door, her footsteps sounding as if she were an adult.

Opening his eyes, he just saw Li Political Commissar who was approaching the door and was about to knock.

There were thirty beds in the bedroom, and Li Zhengwei gazed at him for a long time before seeing Xuan Mo hiding in the inner bed. The bright eyes were staring at him vigilantly. He smiled, or knocked on the door and asked "Classmate Xuan Mo, are you resting? May I come in?"

Xuan Mo nodded, and sat up in a military posture.

"Ahem, don't be so constrained." Li Political Commissar sat down on the bed opposite Xuan Mo. He had wanted to relax more easily, and when Xuan Mo made it, he had to know how long he hadn't sat so straight.

Xuan Mo was unmoved, but just looked at Li Political Commissar seriously, and in her opinion, sitting in this position was quite comfortable and completely unconstrained.

Well, Li political commissar sighed secretly, also sitting in a military position, and asked with a smile: "Xuan Mo, have you ever thought about being a soldier?"

Xuan Mo's eyes lighted, but he didn't speak.

In Li's conception of political commissars, or in the understanding of children nowadays, most of them are unwilling to be soldiers. Some soldiers either cannot read or can't read, or they think as much as college English 4-6. There are many ways to get a diploma, but he does not want Xuan Mo to do so, a good seed should have a better direction of cultivation.

"Now, there are no battles for the soldiers, and the treatment is just ordinary. Most people who serve as soldiers directly serve as civil servants to hold golden rice bowls in order to enter the military academy or change jobs. I know you can afford to suffer, and I don't know what you think. "

"I want to be a soldier." Xuan Mo didn't hesitate. "But I don't know how to be a soldier."

"Oh? Which army do you want to be?" Li Political Commissar laughed secretly.

Xuan Mo thought about it, she didn't know what kind of arms the Blue Star had. Even if she knew her, it didn't matter. She was a spiritual master. At the beginning, when she was a soldier, she was a supporter in the team, responsible for investigation and mental interference. And attack, although the team does not specifically protect the mental power, but because of the relationship between the work has always been at the center or behind the team, there is no need to face the battle, and then the talent broke through the spiritual power to reach the marshal level, then began the "office" In life, small battles do not need to be carried out, and in the big war, the machinery and attack weapons of the entire army are directly operated remotely from the command platform of the space battleship.

Until she went on this mission, it was considered diplomacy plus spies and bodyguards.

Almost everything has been done, and several books are handy.

then

"Anything is possible, political commissar."

In a word, Xuan Mo himself jumped into the fox hole.

The next dialogue was nothing special. Not long after the political commissar left, the classmates returned after the meeting. Most of them were crying with red eyes. When they saw Xuan Mo, Tian Jingjing whipped and rushed to hug Xuan Mo. Crying: "Silent! I can't bear the instructor!"

Xuan Mo hasn't realized how inconvenient the communication of Blue Star is (to him), so I don't feel it. It is only when the nerves of the Blue Star woman are nervous again, and they can only pat with the action of memory "Take a look at them in the future," said Tian Jingjing's head.

"Woohoo!" Tian Jingjing just cried.

But downstairs was already shouting to gather.

Everyone had packed things up the night before, and now they are going to leave the barracks.

Many people are reluctant to take photos with the instructor when they want to contact them. Xuan Mo looked at it from afar without showing any resentment. Few people noticed her, but some people who saw her thought she was cold.

"Don't you feel unwilling?" Someone asked suddenly in her ear, her voice familiar.

auzw.com Xuan Mo already knew that someone was coming here, but he didn't know he was looking for himself. Turning around, it was Tang Jingze, the madman who hit the target.

He didn't show anything special either, but his eyes were a bit red.

"No," Xuan Mo replied softly, "I will come again."

Back to school, most people could n’t wait to go home. As soon as they got to the familiar environment, everyone forgot about the perseverance in the barracks and hurriedly went back. The school gave them three days of rest. The three-day holiday of the Mid-Autumn Festival will be back to class after school, followed by the seven-day holiday of National Day.

Xuan Mo began to get confused again.

She remembered everything about Xuan Mo's parents, but she had only memories and no feelings.

"Mo Mo! Wait for my parents to pick me up, how about you?"

"I'll go back later."

"Oh well, then I'll wait for them at the school gate! Goodbye everyone!" Tian Jingjing ran out cheerfully.

Qi Fan also packed her things, and patted Xuan Mo with a smile and said, "Mo Mo, I really hope to be in a class with you now!" Saying, without waiting for Xuan Mo's reaction, she gave her a big hug.

Xuan Mo didn't respond for a moment, so he had to be kind, and made Qi laugh a while, "You don't always look so cute with such a face on your face."

憨 ==, Xuan Mo sweats.

"That's right! How is your skin maintained? It's not dark at all, and it's getting more and more delicate!" Qi Fanmin came up to her face and looked, "And I have never seen you use skin care products, jealous of me ! "

This is the result of the fusion of intelligent colloid and mental power

"Ah, forget it, my parents came to pick me up, I'm gone!" Said, also ran out hopping.

Li Fang was left alone sorting things out. After a while, she carried a big bag and said quietly to Xuan Mo and went out.

Xuan Mo didn't really remember how to go back, but she could activate memory along the way, so she took her bag and walked out slowly.

Exit the school gate, turn right, go to the intersection, then, and wait?

At this moment, a red car on the roadside honked several horns, and the window opened. A woman leaned out of her head and took off her sunglasses to reveal a well-maintained face with charm. Shouted: "Oh baby! What are you doing !?"

Xuan Mo, a darling baby, trembled, but also remembered that this woman was the mother of the Lord, and she walked over and followed the mother to indicate the family environment.

The union of two single-parent families, this is the condition of her family.

His biological father died in a car accident in the third grade of Xuan Mo Primary School. The huge amount of property left by himself from his own life was left to his mother. After four years of worry-free food and clothing, the mother married his current father, a young man. Widowed are entrepreneurs, his wife died of childbirth, and a son, two years older than her, is now studying in the high school next door.

Generally, a good high school does not have a door-to-door wall partition, and is a neighbor of a high school in the province, such as a high school. Naturally, it is an ordinary high school in the city that is inaccessible.

"Is n’t tired of military training? I ’m also worried that you ca n’t afford to eat it. You are going to go to military training when you are seriously ill. You are really so distressed.” Xuan Mo ’s mother was very distressed. It's not black, it's thin! "

Can it be thin? All of them are dieting into skeletons. Xuan Mo managed to transform his body with a blended mental force during more than ten days of military training. Finally, he figured out his relatively satisfactory shape, but he did n’t think Tian Jingjing called the devil figure at first glance. This mother is not satisfied yet, what should she do?

In fact, Xuan Mo didn't know that in the eyes of each parent, the children who had been away for a long time looked thin when they went home.

"Go back, take a good rest after eating, and your brother is holding your father back again. The two have been fighting for more than ten years and they have not reconciled. Even if your mother and I have three heads and six arms, there is nothing you can do. OK, did you hear me? "

"Yep."

Looking at the scenery along the street along the way, the more you see, the more activated memories, Xuan Mo, while listening to Xuan Mo's mumbling, sorted out the constantly activated memories.

This is really a world that knows how to enjoy.

The more desires, the greater the dark side.

Civilizations understand aliens in terms of planets so well, so Blue Star must be a dark planet with countless hidden depths.