Chapter 11 Chapter 11 [Is he more important than you...
“People are never satisfied with the status quo.
When I was in school, I envied the adults who were already working outside. I thought they had the ability to make money, were no longer restricted, and could go wherever they wanted, so I looked forward to growing up quickly!
But when you really leave the campus and enter the society and become a screw in the wheel of life, you will begin to miss the days in campus and fantasize about waking up and returning to the classroom!
Different stages of life bring different levels of dissatisfaction, and everyone envies each other, forever dissatisfied with the status quo, forever complaining, and always wanting more...
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“Is there anything wrong with this composition?”
Zhang Zhiwen, the head teacher of Class 20 of Senior High School, came to see Cai Qing. He originally wanted to discuss changing the class for the evening study session next week. When he arrived, he happened to see her grading test papers.
Before he could say what he wanted to say, Cai Qing took out a test paper from the drawer and gave it to him, and emphasized that he should look at the composition part first.
Zhang Zhiwen took the test paper handed to him by Cai Qing in confusion, and quickly scanned the beginning of the composition. He couldn't see anything wrong with it, and the handwriting was okay.
"Let's take a look at the essay topic."
Cai Qing reminded.
Zhang Zhiwen looked at the composition topic.
Like most essays, it begins with a brief introduction, which basically says that when you are a child, you always look forward to growing up, and when you grow up, you look forward to success. People grow up in anticipation, and grow up in anticipation...
The final question requires you to read the above materials and write an article based on your life experiences and insights.
“…”
After reading the questions and then looking at the composition, Zhang Zhiwen seemed to realize something and quickly turned the test paper over. The name written in the column was Li Zhuo.
"He's completely off topic."
Cai Qing took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out a cigarette and lit it, then gave Zhang Zhiwen a look. The latter shook his head and said he had quit.
"He asked for the title to be 'expectation,' but he misinterpreted 'expectation' as a kind of insatiable greed and dissatisfaction..."
Cai Qing shook the ash into the ceramic ashtray beside the table. "This is the monthly exam paper he took after transferring here. I talked to him about it once later, but he didn't seem to listen much."
In fact, apart from going off topic, there is nothing wrong with this composition in other aspects. It points out the conclusion at the beginning, narrates the deeds in the middle, and ends with some relevant famous quotes to echo the beginning and end and highlight the topic.
But going off topic indicates a lot of problems, especially for children of this age, who are young and energetic and should not be so pessimistic.
If even "expectation" is not allowed to exist, how sad life would be.
It only takes a quick glance to tell that this child has psychological problems. As the class teacher of this "problem child", Zhang Zhiwen has more to think about.
First of all, this kid's family is quite wealthy. Secondly, he is a loner and introvert. Any chance of something happening to him one day would make him the one with the biggest responsibility.
Unlike Zhang Zhiwen, who had a frown on his face, Cai Qing, the subject teacher, seemed much more relaxed. While correcting the homework, he even found time to gossip, "What's Mo Liang doing lately?"
"Is he cooking for Li Zhuo every day?" Zhang Zhiwen thought for a moment and added, "According to the delivery workers, he has very high requirements for the quality of fruits and vegetables. He won't accept even the slightest scratch..."
Cai Qing was speechless and confused, and finally uttered, "Where did he come from?"
Mo Liang's origins are mysterious, and he is very generous. Up to now, apart from knowing his name, other information is still a mystery.
"Never mind... I don't understand."
However, one thing can be inferred from his behavior: he is friendly to Li Zhuo. All the previous speculations about family feuds and silent revenge can be completely overturned.
*
The system relayed the conversation in the office to Mo Liang in real time, advising him: "I think you should remember the information about your current identity..."
Mo Liang, standing on the corridor, ignored the background information that the system kept repeating, and just looked intently in the direction of a certain classroom.
To others, the distance might be completely invisible, but to Mo Liang, it was as close as a stone's throw away. If he wanted to, he could almost see the densely interwoven capillaries under Li Zhuo's skin and the clear pupil patterns in his amber eyes.
The system reminds you:
[It seems that the mission target is very unsociable. This is not good. Host, guide them as soon as possible...]
Mo Liang didn't care:
What's wrong with that? My child only needs me. I will give him all my love, which is many times greater than the total mass of the universe combined...
system:
【………】
*
In the empty classroom of Class 10, only Li Zhuo was sitting at his seat organizing his notes from the previous class.
The corridor outside the classroom was crowded with a row of students who kept peeking downstairs. This was the case on almost every floor.
The most lively place is the playground.
It is said that two classes taking physical education classes started fighting during free time. The cause seemed to be a small conflict before, which later evolved into physical friction and finally inexplicably turned into a melee between the two classes.
Several directors and class teachers had already gone down, but they just couldn't get away.
This is so new.
Halfway through the last political class, many people were attracted by the noise outside and kept looking outside absent-mindedly. When the get out of class was over, they almost couldn't wait to rush out.
By the time the break was over, the preparatory bell had already rung for a while before the students outside reluctantly returned to the classroom.
Before the teacher arrived, the class was still noisy with discussions about what had just happened. As an intelligence expert, Deng Yuliang was naturally surrounded by students in front and behind him who kept questioning him.
Even some students from other groups came over to listen to the gossip, but Li Zhuo, who was standing next to them, seemed to have no interest. He just did his own thing and glanced out the window as if he had noticed something.
Oh, a bird fluttered past.
Perhaps in order to deal with the fight between the two classes, the course teacher came to the classroom much late. As soon as he came in, he had a sullen face and was very angry.
That class was also full of twists and turns.
So when the class was over, as soon as the teacher left, Deng Yuliang couldn't wait to complain: "Do you know why he didn't come to his class last month? Because his wife is divorcing him."
Upon hearing this, the students at the tables in front and behind immediately asked questions.
"How do you know?"
"I thought, it's like eating dynamite..."
While Deng Yuliang was talking about the gossip he knew, he glanced at Li Zhuo who didn't react much.
This guy is really something, it seems like there is nothing that interests him.
*
Familiar location, familiar figure, familiar gaze, today Mo Liang is still silently "accompanying" his child in a place where he cannot see him.
[You are truly the most dedicated host I have ever met. The hosts I met before almost always only took the initiative to complete quests when offered more rewards...]
Since Mo Liang did not set the system appearance, it was still a small ball of light that only Mo Liang could see.
In other worlds, it needs to fulfill the duties of a guidance system and help the host complete tasks step by step, but this host does not need its guidance at all.
It floated in the air and swayed constantly.
[Host, can I ask you a question? ]
[My database doesn't contain any records of the later stages of the Pollution Era, and the information on individuals who successfully survived is extremely rare. You're the first person I've linked to...]
[I've heard from other higher-level systems before that you're very reluctant to enter the primitive small world. Why is that?]
Mo Liang continued to browse the information that was sliding rapidly across his retina. He was too lazy to answer and directly threw a small compressed package to the system.
The secrets about the clan's specific location had long been removed, and what remained was just irrelevant common sense:
Mo Liang's civilization began as a low-level one, but it took a long time for it to develop and flourish. At that time, fields like biotechnology, military science, and culture reached their peak, and the entire civilization was immersed in unprecedented glory...
Unexpectedly, after a brief carnival, what followed was a huge disaster - the era of pollution.
99% of the life forms destroyed by genetic pollution died, and the remaining 1% survived tenaciously in an unrecognizable state, and evolved again and again in the harsh environment, gradually becoming an indescribable form.
It has no facial features and no limbs, and communicates entirely through consciousness. Its shape can change at will, and it can expand rapidly and also smoothly drill into a narrow crack in the ground.
Thus was born a civilization of pollution.
…
After dismissing the system, Mo Liang continued to multitask, observing all of Li Zhuo's data while learning more about the knowledge points in the strategy.
In fact, there are many possibilities about their origins. One of them is that their ancestors were also primitive humans a long time ago.
But this statement doesn't make much sense. After all, even if they were like this before, now they have all become alien races that are completely different from humans.
By monitoring Li Zhuo's breathing rate, blood pressure, heart rate, and muscle activity, Mo Liang was able to determine whether he was in light sleep or deep sleep.
Mo Liang left a new time record in his diary: he fell asleep a little earlier today than yesterday.
At this time, the system that had been browsed reappeared. The light emitted by the ball of light was sometimes weak and sometimes strong, and its tone, which should have been flat, seemed to have emotions.
[I see! I see!]
[…The widespread outbreak of an unknown virus not only disassembles and reorganizes biological cell structures at the molecular level, but also attacks the nervous system…]
[No wonder you don’t want to come to the primitive world...]
[You, whose nervous systems have been reconstructed, can communicate efficiently with your kind through consciousness. However, in the primitive world, this connection will be forcibly interrupted, causing unpredictable mental disorders...]
[The air composition and electromagnetic fields here will make you feel uncomfortable. Pure water and food will also destroy your unique digestive and immune systems. All pure substances are indigestible to you...]
[No wonder most of your people would rather go to the prosperous era of rapid development or the devastated wasteland era than the cleanest primitive world...]
[No wonder you need a place to isolate yourself from the outside world...]
The system's light ball dimmed slightly, and it flew around Mo Liang in confusion.
【Then why do you...】
[I remember you were the one who approached me to accept the quest. Honestly, the Rescue series hasn't been as popular as the other series, and the points I can give are very few...]
[This isn't some high-dimensional world. The host can't use the mission as an excuse to make some extra money, and they have to pay the mission target, so it's not easy to find...]
Mo Liang's eyes were always open. If he had not hidden his body at this time, others would probably have discovered the countless abnormalities under his seemingly normal appearance.
I felt very uncomfortable when I read the mission description, especially when he died quietly in the river at the end. I felt a very familiar aura...
【And then it came.】
Did I say that?
I once had a child.
The frequency of the light ball's shaking stopped. It seemed to say something, but also seemed to say nothing.
[Oh, I am indeed infertile, but who says that if I am infertile, I can't have a child of my own? ]
Although I no longer remember the child's name, nor what he looked like, nor how I met him, nor how I lost him, I still remember one thing, something I absolutely cannot forget...
[I must find him, even if my consciousness dissipates, even if I die completely, I will find him...]
After all, the system is just a string of code. There are too many things it doesn't understand. In its database, most lives care more about themselves.
Is he more important than you?
Mo Liang opened his mouth, revealing his fine teeth that gleamed with a cold light. He seemed to be smiling, but an almost fanatical light was brewing in his eyes.
Then he spoke, using very standard primitive human common language:
"He is my child, of course he is more important than me. Please don't ask such stupid questions again in the future. I won't answer them a second time."
The author has something to say:
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Li Zhuo is the child in Mo Liang's memory, and the one he has been looking for. There will be no one else.
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