Five Frozen Centuries Chapter 65: The meaning of living

　　 Wei Huo held this workbook for a long time, until another ice monster drifted over. Wei Huo killed it easily, and then got another workbook from Class 112 of the second year.

　　 Wei Huo fell into silence. He began to search desperately in his brain, but couldn't find a trace of the memory of the sophomore year.

　　 Which high school did I go to? Which class are you in? Who are my classmates?

　　 I can't remember everything, my memory is very vague, just like the text of this masterpiece in Wei Huo's hand.

　　 Wei Huo stretched out a finger and tried to write his name on the snow, but only then did Wei Huo realize that he could not even write his own name.

　　 Wei was sent out ruthlessly, and he bought a pen and a workbook directly in the mall, then found a raised area, swept away the snow, put the workbook on it, and picked up the pen. Pen, at that moment, Wei Huo's hand trembled.

　　 can’t write, my hands will tremble unconsciously, and the two words "Wei Huo" written out are like a piece of earthworms, twists and turns, almost unrecognizable, even Wei Huo himself almost can’t recognize it. Come out of these two words.

　　 It is said that the words written by someone are too scribbled and sometimes I can’t recognize them. I didn’t expect it to be true.

　　 Is this really a school before Shistop? Wei Huo is not sure, because the homework books that Wei Huo got are all vacation homework, just like this masterpiece text in Wei Huo's hand, one composition only wrote five compositions, and the teacher only wrote five essays. The date was approved at the end.

　　 is like the English copybook before, one copy is a whole copy.

　　 In addition, Wei Huo also found physics test papers, biology summer vacation exercise books and the like.

　　 Wei Huo tried to remember when he was in high school. He was very puzzled. At that time, did the summer homework be sent back to us?

　　If they didn’t send it back, where did all these homework go?

　　 It is impossible for each class teacher to take it home as a collection. It is estimated that all of it will be treated as waste paper to the waste paper collector. This also explains why only the workbooks of the 122 students in the second grade can be found nearby.

　　 Wei Huo vaguely remembered that he didn’t seem to be attending a local high school. In order to be admitted to a better university, his parents sent him to a particularly well-known school with very good grades in the college entrance examination each year, but Wei Huo can’t remember where he came from. Up.

　　 The school seems very strict, but Wei Huo can't remember exactly what he went through in that school.

　　 I seemed to be studying very hard at the beginning, so I don’t have any deep memories, let alone youth. It seems that I should have been a good student with a correct attitude.

　　 The next moment, Wei Huo suddenly found another homework book of his own. It was an English exercise book. The content was no longer clear, except for the bright red characters at the end: "The student’s attitude is extremely bad. Correct, please redo!"

　　 Wei Huo:? ? ?

　　 Wei Huo suddenly felt guilty, but fortunately he didn't send it back.

　　 Speaking of which, my English scores were really bad.

　　 Although Wei Huo can't remember his high school career or his performance in other subjects, he still remembers the extremely poor English performance.

　　 English is a nightmare, it’s terrible!

　　 At first, I seemed to have been the last one in English, but the teacher often only scolded the second-to-last in the test. Did you just give up on yourself? Still ignoring yourself?

　　 Seeing these workbooks, Wei Huo's dust-covered memory seemed to be awakened again. Although he was awakened, most of them were blurred.

　　 Most of them are vague. That's because that high school career is really nothing memorable, but Wei Huo still remembers that he seemed to like someone, but he can't remember his name or looks.

　　 Everything has dissipated over time, and in a few hundred, thousands of years, Wei Huo may have forgotten his own name. After all, things like names are only useful in human society.

　　 If he is only alive in the world, then he only needs to remember that he is still a human.

　　 Wei Huo went all the way up, and while killing monsters, he collected a lot of workbooks from the 122 students of the second year of high school. But if you step out of this section, the monsters you kill will not drop the workbooks.

　　 But there were still a lot of monsters on the road. Wei Huo cleared the monsters all the way to the top of the mountain. On the side of the mountain top, Wei Huo suddenly saw a behemoth.

　　 It was a huge snowman, almost thirty meters high. At this moment, the huge snowman was sitting on the edge of the cliff, looking at the clouds in the sky.

　　 Through the information panel, Wei Huo saw its information.

　　 Xuren Giant, genderless, epic.

　　 This is a very quiet epic creature. It sits quietly on the edge of a cliff, looking at the sky and the changing clouds, just like a statue.

　　 But it exudes a genuine epic aura field. The range of this aura field is about 25 meters, which is twice as long as that of the Hydra, and the pressure of its aura is also higher than that of the Hydra. The momentum field should be stronger.

　　 Wei Huo was in it, and his strength was suppressed by 70%~ IndoMTL.com~ Even if the realm of killing was opened, Wei Huo could not restrain the terrifying coercion.

　　 Wei Huo frowned, not to let it spot me, I have to be careful.

　　 But at this moment, the Xuen giant suddenly moved. It... it changed its position. It was sitting on the edge of the cliff before, but this time it simply lay down.

　　 It switched positions and said to itself: "What is the meaning of being alive?"

　　 Wei Huo:? ? ?

　　The epic boss will also think about the meaning of living?

　　What is the meaning of being alive? This is really a good question. For Wei Huo, the meaning of living is to live better and live more freely. Now he no longer waits for the human time to recover. Even if the human time does not recover after 10,000 years, Wei Huo will not care. He has what he wants to do, and he travels to become stronger and travels all over the world. Looking for exercises, increasing life span, collecting magic stones, and researching technology, his life will never end.

　　 But at this moment, a test paper suddenly hovered in front of the Xuen Giant. It was the test paper held up by the Xuan Giant with the momentum field. After all, for it, the test paper was too small, so it was too small. Can't take it.

　　 That is a Chinese test paper. Xuenu Giant looked at the test paper and muttered to himself: "Please write an essay of no less than 800 words with the theme of'the meaning of living'. The meaning of living, I What is the meaning of being alive?"

　　 Wei Huo: "..."

　　 So you think about life because of this Chinese test paper?

　　 The next moment, the Xuenu giant opened his mouth again: "What is this Wei Huo? Why does he understand this ‘alive’ so deeply?"

　　 Wei Huo opened his mouth when he heard this, the test paper...Is it mine?