After exhausting myself to death

This year, as in previous years, the birthday party did not end happily.

Mosnian was supposed to be the star of the party, but usually he was reduced to the background after making his wish. He could only sit aside restrainedly, watching a family of three conversing in a strange atmosphere, as if their words were covered in ice.

Mosnian knew it was all because of him.

He squeezed another person's chance of survival, robbed the other person of their life, and destroyed a family.

Even though he was a baby who couldn't make a choice, and even though he was technically innocent, as a beneficiary, Mosnian couldn't help but feel guilty.

He was ashamed of the Mo family, but he despicably looked forward to every birthday in his heart.

"Si Nian, let's talk?" Mo Hongxue stopped Mos Nian, who was about to go back to the room, with a gentle voice: "Is it convenient?"

"Yes." Mosnian nodded heavily and followed Mo Hongxue to his study.

He enjoyed the feeling of being taught by his father.

Mo Hongxue is a loving father. He didn't ask about Mosnian's studies. He first cared about his life, "How are you doing recently? Are the teachers and classmates at school easy to get along with?"

"It's all good," Mosnian said.

Mo Hongxue smiled: "Yao Yao has never been wronged since she was a child and has a straight temper. She just can't accept it for a while. It's not that she has any objection to you. Don't mind."

Today has passed, and this "temporary meeting" has been nearly seventeen years.

Mosnian lowered his head and said, "I won't."

He didn't call him father.

He realized that no matter how gentle and responsive Mo Hongxue was to him, he didn't really regard him as his son.

——Mo Hongxue would not tell Mo Hexuan not to mind in such a polite tone.

"Si Nian, I heard that you were investigating the case from that year?"

Mo Hongxue sighed, "Frankly speaking, I don't really want you to continue investigating."

This naturally refers to the treason case of Yan in the Tang Dynasty.

Mosnian's identity is too sensitive. If someone notices it, the blood bond cannot be hidden under today's technology.

Mosnian will basically not refute anyone's request from the Mo family. This is the first time: "But father, do you think... he would do such a thing? I don't believe it."

Since he learned about his life experience, he has consulted a lot of information about Yan from the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Chaoyan is a celebrity who attracts much attention, and there are countless preserved audios, videos, interviews and deeds.

Before the final rebellion happened, he was indeed a good man, brave and fearless, and so clean that there seemed to be no stain on him. If someone who didn't know about it saw it, they wouldn't associate the final betrayal with him.

How could shameless gloom and justice coexist in one person?

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not." Mo Hongxue's voice became gentler, "Did you know? Si Nian, that is a fact that everyone has seen with their own eyes, including me."

Who dares to pin such a huge injustice on Tang Chao Yan? Who dares to frame the "marshal" of the alliance for such a thing?

Mosnian raised his head with firm eyes: "There must be something hidden."

*

In the alliance's style, they will not exaggerate the critical situation to the public. The more tense the front line is, the more they will act as if nothing has happened.

Mo Hongxue came back with great fanfare, but kept a very low profile when he returned. Not many people knew that he hurriedly left the Emperor Star the next day.

And among all the places in the alliance, the university campus is the most peaceful.

This is an ivory tower that is heavily protected. It has nothing to do with all the bloodshed. Life and death, flames and artillery fire are all blocked from the sight of the students.

They only have to worry about studying, and other problems will be solved for them.

Principal Xie Xu led Shen Minghuan to skip class openly.

Shen Minghuan stopped taking classes with his classmates very early. He progressed too fast and knew too much. Most of the time, he "study" by himself.

Teachers usually turn a blind eye.

Principal Xie Xu took Shen Minghuan to his home.

Unlike the Mo family, which has a retro and luxurious style, Principal Xie Xu's home is decorated with a sense of technology. The overlapping of many secret doors and tunnels shows a flashy coolness.

The designs of the walls and glass are full of metallic texture, and the minimalist combination of black, white and gray makes the room look light and transparent.

"I heard that children nowadays like this style. Ming Huan, how does it look?" Xie Xu looked forward to it.

"It's very good." Shen Minghuan was a little puzzled: "Why did the teacher ask that?"

Xie Xu waved his hand boldly: "Other children have it, so must my students!"

If Principal Xie didn't love playing StarNet so much, he wouldn't be able to pick Shen Minghuan back in the mecha battle area.

The military exercise had just ended, and Shen Minghuan was at his peak, and it happened to coincide with Moss's birthday. Two young men of the same age and equally outstanding will inevitably be compared together.

Xie Xu can naturally see what Shang Chi can see.

When he took his two children away from the garbage planet, he went through the formalities and became their guardian. Principal Xie has a strong competitive spirit. He feels that even if he is not as rich as the Shao family, at least he cannot let his children be too different from others.

In order to design this house, he also spent several days writing questionnaires and obtained rich data and theoretical support, which was more serious than when he wrote the principal's speech.

"In the future holidays, you and Shang Chi won't always live in the school. Come back and live at home. You can choose any of the available rooms."

Xie Xu smiled and stroked his beard, "If there is anything missing, you can tell 0792. It is a very capable robot."

Shen Minghuan paused. He didn't expect Xie Xu to do this for him.

He and the original owner both lost their homes and had nowhere to go in the vast world. If "Shen Minghuan" had met a "Xie Xu" before returning to the Mo family, even if he was not so rich, he would have a different life and future.

"Thank you... teacher." Shen Minghuan said.

Xie Xu didn't know that Shen Minghuan's address this time was more sincere than before.

At least at this moment, he thought of Shen Changqing.

Receiving the thanks from his beloved apprentice, Xie Xu smiled and said, "Why are you being polite to the teacher? Follow me, there are gifts."

Shen Minghuan followed Xie Xu to the basement.

The basement didn't turn on the lights, but there were dots of light, magnificent and dreamy. The light was dim and faint, but there were a lot of them, enough for people to see this not-so-small room clearly.

The room was full of "stones" of different sizes and colors, and these lights were emitted by one of the stones.

"These are all the most suitable ores for making mechas."

Xie Xu explained: "Mechas are military weapons. Only the Alliance can make them and they are allocated to the legions regularly. But as you know, mechas are expensive and limited in number. They are usually allocated by commanders before a battle."

"But if you are good enough or have made contributions, you can have your own exclusive customized mecha. The Alliance will try its best to meet your wishes while meeting the standards, so that various parameters and operations can be matched to the operator's habits to the greatest extent."

"I know that the officers of the four legions all have their own mechas." Shen Minghuan said.

Xie Xu nodded, "The mechas are made with funds from the alliance, but if you have better materials, you can also give them to the alliance for replacement. For example, the two from the Mo family, Mo Hongxue and Mo Hexuan, their mechas are really...tsk tsk tsk."

"The ferrite ore is almost exhausted. I don't know where the girl from the Shao family found such a big piece to make an S-class mecha for Mo Hongxue."

Xie Xu couldn't help but admire, and then patted Shen Minghuan on the shoulder, saying happily: "But I'm not bad either. These are the most suitable ores for making SS mechas."

"When you graduate and join the legion, stay on the front line for two years, you can find an opportunity to pretend that your mental power level has increased, and then the teacher will give you a perfect mecha!"

In fact, Xie Xu planned to tell Shen Minghuan after four months as a birthday gift, but he couldn't hold it in for less than four months, and couldn't wait to see the moved expression of his good apprentice.

Shen Minghuan's expression was complicated, "Teacher, these are expensive, right?"

He has made money in this world himself, so he has some understanding of prices.

"When I accepted you, I said I would treat you as my heir. Do you think I was joking?"

When Xie Xu smiled, his long white beard made him look kind and gentle. "Don't be so reserved. You can treat everything I have as yours."

"I understand." Shen Minghuan looked at Xie Xu steadily, pursed his lips and smiled softly.

[Xiaojiu, I changed my mind.] Shen Minghuan said to the system.

[Ah?] The system was confused and asked curiously: [Change what? What's your idea?]

Xinghe was not so prosperous and powerful at the beginning.

When Shen Minghuan was born, there were many tribes in the God Realm, and Xinghe was torn apart, struggling to survive, and almost losing its last afterglow.

Xinghe rose under the leadership of Shen Minghuan.

How could he not blame?

But he has experienced two worlds.

Everyone admired him, loved him, and watched him fanatically. They were obsessed with him, willing to go through fire and water for him, and willing to die for him - just like how those people treated him when he was in Xinghe.

Shen Minghuan always chose the most grand ending for himself, mostly because of his bad taste, but he couldn't help but admit that there was more or less a sense of revenge.

But when he used this method as revenge, he actually believed in his heart that those people would be sad because of his departure.

It's quite despicable, Shen Minghuan thought.

He rarely thought about the things in Xinghe recently. He had protected his people very seriously, and he was sure that those people were sincere when they swore allegiance.

But they are all human beings, and human beings will change, so it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

It's better to forget it.

Shen Minghuan already owed a lot of people, why add another "Xie Xu" to this list?

The system noticed the host's drastic mood swings. It racked its brains for a long time, and suddenly a light bulb went off: [Host, do you not want to die... bah, leave the small world? ]

In theory, this body is dead, and the host must leave this small world after completing the mission.

But if the host really wants to stay, then it... why not go to the Heavenly Dao to make a deal?

The system program was stuck for a while. Did it just think of something extraordinary?

The system was horrified. It had nothing to do with the Heavenly Dao. Could it be that it was infected with a virus!

Shen Minghuan said seriously: [You have to die. ]

It should be said that it was quite interesting to hear that everyone cried so loudly after his death.

Shen Minghuan rubbed his hands: [I will try to die gently. ]

This kind of bad taste is really bad. He should restrain himself first and change it in the next world.