Infinite Life: Trapped in a lifetime

"Huh...huh..."

It's the sound of the overhead ceiling fan cutting through the air.

"sough……"

This is the occasional rustling sound of pages turning, mixed with the sound of some branches and leaves clinking on the trees outside the window.

"Da... da..."

Just the movement of chalk on a blackboard.

In addition, some people would move their buttocks from time to time, causing the tables and chairs to make slight noises as they rubbed against the ground.

However, these sounds were intermittent and mixed together,

It still does not affect the silence in this classroom at this moment.

In other words, it is precisely because of the quietness that we can hear so many subtle and distinct sounds.

Accompanied by the familiar falling feeling,

Mo Dao regained consciousness again and opened his eyes.

The countdown that could be seen in front of me when I concentrated on it returned to the familiar number and continued to beat down again.

high school classroom,

He was facing away from the teacher who was writing on the blackboard on the podium.

Or they are in a trance, some are unable to hold back their sleepiness and their eyelids are clenched, or there are senior high school students who are concentrating on thinking about what is written on the blackboard.

The pages of the book were opened on the desk, being blown by the ceiling fan.

This scene was obviously very familiar to Mo Dao.

One hand instinctively grasped the pen that was already in his hand.

The young heart seemed to have received some sudden stimulation and was beating violently.

An uncontrollable feeling of irritability still surged out of Mo Dao's consciousness.

It is really difficult for people to keep their emotions constant.

At the beginning of the last life, a goal that was far away and difficult to achieve in one life meant that there was a same goal throughout many lives.

Can save a lot of frustration.

But when the previous life came to an end,

At this moment, I once again return to the classroom where I was 18 years old.

There is still a feeling of irritability similar to that of ‘reading files’ before.

In other words, if the goals of multiple lifetimes are unified, this would be a kind of file reading.

This means that while he wants to make changes, he also has to repeat everything he did in his previous life.

In addition, the deepest sense of futility still followed closely.

All kinds of emotions came up at once, making Mo Dao still want to tear the thing in front of him to pieces.

…

"...Can I borrow a pencil sharpener?"

A familiar, subtle voice sounded.

The irritability in Mo Dao's heart seemed to be suppressed a little,

But at the same time, there is another kind of painful, even irritable emotion, manifesting its existence subconsciously.

The ever-increasing memory ability that was at work in the beginning, or rather has been at work,

As helpful as it is, the side effects are increasingly becoming a curse.

Among the memories that keep coming back over time, he can clearly distinguish which memory belongs to which life.

But the memory of the experience can never be blurred.

When time passes long enough,

There will be a situation as terrifying as an abyss,

People close to you will gradually become like a game character who repeats the same words.

It's like an NPC on the roadside in a game that keeps going back.

Even though her built-in text is very rich and can provide various answers to the conversations you initiate,

But after initiating conversations again and again, she would still end up with repetitive texts.

And when there are too many repetitive texts in the conversation, the conversation starts to become boring.

And in Mo Dao’s long life,

He will gradually remember clearly that the people around him, especially those close to him,

For every thing, every word, there is a reaction and an answer.

Over a long enough period of time, a person may not be that ‘intelligent’.

She will also output 'repetitive text'.

Just like this moment,

Even if you don't think about it, your clear memory will still remind Mo Dao,

What would his Qin Huaishi girl say to him next?

This is probably because, in addition to the sense of futility of countless lives,

For a person who keeps coming back again and again in a long life, there is another invisible abyss in front of him.

"...Mo Dao, are you okay?"

When Mo Dao didn't look back,

The girl in the back row, Qin Huaishi, leaned forward a little.

He lowered his voice and asked Mo Dao directly.

She can be shy but always full of courage.

Hearing the voice of Miss Qin Huaishi again,

Although the girl Qin Huaishi can speak well, he already had some expectations.

But the somewhat irritable mood is still much calmer.

"fine."

Mo Dao turned his head and looked at Miss Qin Huaishi who was looking at him.

Finally he smiled and handed her a pencil sharpener.

Next to her, the girl Qin Huaishi's deskmate couldn't stop touching Qin Huaishi's arm with her elbow, giving a reminder.

Mo Dao turned around.

Continuing this lesson that has been repeated many times, when I was eighteen years old, in my senior year of high school.

…

"Brother Mo, you think I am like this, can I be a war reporter in the future?"

"Look at how awesome this war reporter is, so damn awesome."

It is difficult for senior high school students not to mention their future plans during this period, or the professional fields they want to study and engage in in the future.

But in this life, at his deskmate Fu Hui, Mo Dao also heard an idea that he had heard in a previous life.

"Brother Mo, what about you, what do you want to do in the future?"

"I partly want to be a teacher, but I will probably choose to major in biology."

Qin Huaishi's answers to such questions are always similar.

When answering, Qin Huaishi was looking at Mo Dao.

Although Mo Dao didn't say much, she could still feel that he was not in a good mood these days.

In this life, he started over again,

and many accumulated emotions were mixed together, making Mo Dao's current state,

almost similar to the end of the life as the spiritual leader of Kerna youth.

In that life,

because of the inevitable face-to-face of "all lives are in vain\

,"now there are all kinds of emotions.

However, perhaps because he was paranoid and crazy once before,

the threshold of tolerance was raised a little bit,

Mo Dao was still able to suppress this somewhat irritable, even irritable, and constantly surging from the bottom of his heart.

"..."

Regarding the question of his deskmate Fu Hui,

Mo Dao did not give a direct answer.

According to the previous plan,

he should continue, as if replaying,

in this life, to complete the things done in the previous life earlier, and launch a further charge towards the goal of sailing to Proxima Centauri.

But,

These emotions accumulated over many lifetimes,

Maybe he should take a break in this lifetime,

Just like in that lifetime, when he was a professor of philosophy.

For this kind of resting lifetime, Mo Dao's definition is probably,

There is no big goal that must be completed.

There is not much achievement in this lifetime, even if everything is erased and started over, there is not much sense of futility.

In addition,

Continue to climb the technology and expand the boundaries of the world that you can step into,

Going forward, there is actually a possibility like an abyss lying ahead...

Then maybe this lifetime should really take a break.

"...Learn astronomy. Look for stars on the ground."

"Brother Mo is going to look up at the sea of ​​stars on the ground, Brother Mo is awesome."

It seems that Mo Dao can shout "awesome" no matter what he says. His deskmate Fu Hui listened to Mo Dao's plan for the future and flattered him.

Mo Dao listened and smiled.

In this lifetime, if he does not continue to climb the technology and just take a break,

Perhaps he can only see the world he has never seen before through an astronomical telescope.

This is why Mo Dao made this choice.

After Fu Hui praised me,

he came closer,

"Brother Mo, what do you think of my idea? Isn't war correspondent awesome?"

"I support you. But be careful, war correspondents are still quite dangerous."

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