Chapter 65: The aning of Life
Wei Huo was stunned for a long ti as he held the exercise book. When another Ice Elental eventually floated over, Wei Huo killed it while he was at it. He also got a Year Two, Class 122 workbook.
Wei Huo went silent. He started searching his brain but could not find any mory of Year Two.
Which school did I go to? Which class was I in? Who was my teacher?
He could not rember anything. His mories were very vague, just like the huge essay book in Wei Huo’s hands.
Wei Huo extended a finger and tried to write his na on the snow. It was only then that he realized that he could not even write his own na properly.
Wei Huo went all out and bought a pen and a workbook from the Item Mall. He found a protruding spot and swept away the snow. He then placed the workbook on it and picked up the pen. At that mont, Wei Huo’s hands started trembling.
Since he could not write, his hands trembled uncontrollably. The na ‘Wei Huo’ that he wrote was similar to the words ‘Wei Huo’ when written on earthworms. It was curved and almost unrecognizable. Even Wei Huo himself could not recognize the na.
It was said that so people’s handwriting was too ssy to even recognize at tis. It had turned out to be true.
Had this really been his school before the ti halt? Wei Huo was not sure, as the textbooks he had collected had all been for the holidays, just like the huge essay book in Wei Huo’s hands. The essay book only contained five essays, and the teacher had only marked the end of the essays.
Just like the English-language essays he had seen before, there was a whole copy.
On top of that, Wei Huo also found so physics papers, biology sumr textbooks, and other similar stuff.
Wei Huo tried hard to recall his ti in high school. He was confused. Did the teacher give us sumr howork back then?
If he did not give the howork back, where would the howork be?
Not every teacher could possibly take it ho to collect it. They probably treated it as scrap paper and handed it to the person who collected the scrap paper. That explained why only Class 122’s howork was found nearby.
Wei Huo vaguely rembered that he had not attended a high school. In order for him to get into a better university, his parents had sent him to a very famous school with good college entrance examination results every year. However, Wei Huo could not rember where he had co from.
That school had seed very strict, but Wei Huo could not rember what had happened there.
It seems that I was working hard on my studies back then. That’s why I do not have any deep mories of my youth. It seems like I was a good student with an upright attitude.
A mont later, Wei Huo found another exercise book. It was an English-language exercise book, but the content could no longer be read clearly. There were only a few bright red words at the end of the book. “This student’s attitude is extrely rude. Please redo everything!”
Wei Huo was confused.
He felt a little guilty. Fortunately, he had not given the book back.
Speaking of that, his English scores back then had been really poor.
Although Wei Huo could not rember his high school life and his grades in other subjects, he still rembered that he had not done well in English.
English was a nightmare. It was too scary!
He seed to have always ranked last in English back then. However, his teacher used to always curse him for ranking second to last. Had he given up on him? Or had he neglected him?
When he saw those exercise books, Wei Huo’s sealed mories seed to get awakened again. Although they were awakened now, most of them were unclear.
Most of the ti, they were unclear because there was nothing worth reminiscing about in his high school life. However, Wei Huo still rembered that he seed to have liked soone before, although he could no longer rember their na or looks.
Everything had disappeared over ti. Wei Huo might even forget his own na after a few centuries or a few millennia. After all, nas were only useful in human society.
If he was the only one alive in the world, he only needed to rember that he was still a human.
Wei Huo continued his journey upward. He collected a lot of howork of Class 122 students while killing monsters. However, not all the monsters that he killed would drop their howork.
There were still a lot of monsters along the way. Wei Huo cleared the monsters all the way to the top of the mountain. On one side of the mountain, Wei Huo saw a gigantic creature.
It was a gigantic snowman about 30 ters tall. At that mont, the gigantic snowman was sitting on the edge of a cliff and looking at the clouds in the sky.
Wei Huo read its description on the Information Feed.
The Wild Giant was genderless and Epic.
It was an extrely quiet Epic creature that sat silently at the edge of the cliff and looked at the sky. It was looking at the constantly-changing clouds like a statue.
However, it emitted a realistic Epic-ranked imposing field. The imposing field’s range was about 25 ters, which was twice the size of the three-headed snake’s imposing field, and its imposing aura was stronger than that of the three-headed snake.
Wei Huo’s strength was suppressed by 70% while he was within the imposing field. Even if he activated the Massacre Mode, Wei Huo would not be able to suppress the terrifying pressure.
Wei Huo frowned. I can’t let it find . I have to be careful.
However, at that mont, the Wild Giant suddenly moved. It... It changed position. It had been sitting at the edge of a cliff previously, but it had now decided to lie down.
It was talking to itself while changing position. “What is the aning of life?”
Wei Huo was confused.
An Epic Boss could think about the aning of life?
What was the point of living? That was a good question. In Wei Huo’s opinion, the aning of life was to live a better and more carefree life. He was no longer waiting for the ti halt to be over. Wei Huo would not mind even if the ti halt lasted for over 10,000 years. He had his own things to do. He wanted to beco stronger while traveling, search for skills, increase his lifespan, collect Magical Stones, and study technology. His life would never end.
However, at that mont, a test paper floated in front of the giant. It was a test paper held up by the giant, who was using its imposing aura. After all, the test paper was too small for it to handle.
It was a Chinese paper. The gigantic snowman looked at the paper and mumbled to itself, “Please write an essay with ‘the aning of life’ as a the. It has to be more than 800 words. What is the aning of life?”
Wei Huo was speechless.
So it was thinking about life because of this Chinese paper?
A mont later, the Wild Giant spoke again. “Who exactly is Wei Huo? Why does he have such a deep understanding of life?”
Wei Huo’s mouth dropped open. That test paper... is mine?
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