Full career passive inheritance system

To say that human beings, the body is small and fragile, just come to a meat, beast, can easily take their lives, it is really a waste wood to be incredible.

But it is such a human human beings, but there is no peak of the food chain. It is also the only thing that is the only thing, that is, they know how to think, have a smart head.

Thinking, action, comparing, thinking, discovering, thinking, improving, action, suffering, thinking, discovering defects, thinking, making up defects ...

Human is in such a non-stop thinking, constantly improving its own process, a little bit climbed on the status of the Planet.

Previous lessons ... that is really enough.

I just thought it was the way to cross the golden fingers, and it was easily and uncomfortable to become a winner of life ... and then almost died in the underground city.

After having power, I don't know how to live, there is no consciousness of being a strong, I have done a lot of regrets, but also hurt a lot of good people, it is really a memories that people can't help ...

Maybe the guy didn't say it?

You are the kind of remorseful type of remorse after you only have a lesson who tastes the blood.

So, what is wrong with this time?

There is no substance, there is no energy, there is no time, there is no space, there is no rule, and even if there is any concept of [do not exist], there is no unsuccessful, and there is a nebula, and the multi-faceted multi-faceted strike star. As well as the stars of the twelve soda, the cup is in the four-week bloom.

Then a consciousness slowly woke up.

He seriously thought and concluded: "The struggle" itself is wrong.

Because the struggle will not create anything, it will only be accompanied by endless harm and pain.

This kind of consumption behavior of the non-income is ... Well, is it like a locust?

System, what do you say?

There is no response in the virtual unity, and only the thinking of the ideology seems to be echo.

It's really lonely ...

I am tired, so I slept.

He decided not to wake up because he is tired of fighting, maybe it's not bad to sleep.

But unfortunately, his wishes did not get realized.

The star cup shines, a glass sword shadow that sways in the panoramic light is unwind.

"When I still have a rest," Uncle! "

Chapter 1 Joile Panyard, Quality, I am

There is always a lot of inexplicable people in this world.

For example, people who do inexplicably, people who are inexplicably, have inexplicably ideal people, hobbies inexplicable people ...

However, there is nothing strange, after all, even the whole world is inexplicably, more species that human beings have changed.

And in the orphanage, from the dean mother to the staff, I will come to a orphan of the mother. Everyone is recognized that Chen Mo is a inexplicable person.

When the female teacher responsible for duty, the sky was looking at him, and the sky was in the snow. I lost my little boy with a thin, I didn't talk to the refugee standing on the orphanage. I only drift a pair of black eyes staring at her, and the eyes of the people who have come to the dead will feel the gray, almost did not scare the teacher on the spot.

At that time, Chen Mo was really dead. According to him, the last time I have dinched it before, I took a small half of the dirty bread, and the empty parasites were emptied to be digestive.

This is of course an exaggerated statement. The next day, the sectors are specially used to give a pills for children to fight insects. It has been mixed with sugar to eat, and he pulled a pile of seven-eight parasites.

Orphans that have flowed away, every day, there is a life of the wind, the stomach is hungry, definitely what to eat, and where to guard the defending.

The dean is very experienced, she is ascing the little boy sitting in the chair after killing the Fempho, asked questions about his origin and her life.

However, for the inquiry of the dean, in addition to the first name, the name of the answer is outside Chen Mo, other issues are all answering.

I don't know where I come, I don't know if my parents are, I don't know why it will become an orphan ... In short, he has no memory about his past.

As the nature of social welfare, the orphanage itself is to set up the orphans of the homeless, and now I have such a poor child, the dean certainly will not sit, so Chen Mo has become the orphanage. One member.

After this, it has gradually revealed that the traits of his body are gradually revealed. For example, it is a seven-eight-year-old child, the mind and character are more mature than other adults, and although he doesn't remember his past, he Somety in the world is shocked.

Since I caught my kitchen, I cooked myself, I cooked the bowl of bowls. After catching the duty patrol, the food in the orphanage was round by him, and he is of course complaining, but The temptation of the private bedroom raised by the session, and finally the head of the stubborn skull.

In addition to chemical transfusion into magical cooking capabilities, he also revealed the proficiency of multi-language, no subtitle movies can see the taste of Jinjin, and sometimes it will take a few tastes of the authentic old mouth, that moment Right, it is simply ashamed that the teachers around the world are ashamedless.

This is a magical little guy!

It seems that there is nothing, it can be difficult to fall.

So when you arrive at the end of the year, the principal found Chen Mo and gave him a task that was hosted by the teacher in previous years.

"Teacher Beauty, Teacher Beauty, can you show this specus?"

After the principal, Chen Mo directly found the teacher Tao Naimei tree responsible for teaching children's music, and wrote a score to her.

The on-site tags, from the pen to the pen, there is no pair of stops in the middle, and the action can be said to be a good.

This child, will there be a spectacle ...

Tao Naimu's eye glamor stared at Chen Mo, until he closed his heart, picking up the score, smiling while smiling: "Although it is really elegant hobby, but want Create a score, no ... "

The voice is half, stopped.

"What's, the teacher, can be not?" Chen Mer is a feet, and the face is revealing the expression.

"But, but not ..." No. "" Tao Nai Mei Tree knotted for a long time, it is finally twisted: "It's not ... where you will do what you can do."

"Oh, is this score?"

"There is no thing ... this is the first very cheerful minor ..."

Tao Nai Mei tree puts down the score, watching the little boy who is ten years old in front of him, lipping two times, hard is, no crying.

- I am talking about myself! I am myself! I am the mediocrity! ! !

Art performance = song and dance performance = sing and jump.

Chen Mo didn't know where he learned, as if there is a certain organ in his mind, it will automatically put the relevant things when you encounter it, although he occasionally feels strange, but this is not It hinders those knowledge in his own head.

Is it a performance? Singing and singing and dancing, is there no difficulty at all?

Say goodbye to the teacher, Chen Mo shakes the front yard of the orphans to play, watching this group, only knowing that there is no heart, no lung, drinking, kick, he suddenly feels a strong inner depths. Lonely feelings.

Invincible, it is really lonely ...

"Chen Mo Chen Mo! What is the chicken leg this evening?"