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Chapter 65 The Meaning of Living

Wei Huo was stunned for a long time with this homework book until another ice monster floated over. Wei Huo killed it and then got another homework book for Class 112, Grade 2.

Wei Huo fell into silence. He began to search desperately in his brain, but could not find any memory about his second year in high school.

Which school did I go to high school in? Which class did I take? What classmates do I have?

I can't remember everything clearly, and the memory is very vague, just like the big text in Wei Huo's hand.

Wei Huo stretched out a finger and tried to write his name on the snow, but it was not until this time that Wei Huo realized that he could not even write his name well.

Wei Huo was cruel and bought a pen and a homework book in the mall. Then he found a raised area, swept away the snow, put the homework book on, and then picked up the pen. At that moment, Wei Huo's hands trembled.

If you can't write it, your hands will tremble unconsciously, and the two words "Wei Huo" written are the same as those of earthworms, curved and almost unrecognizable. Even Wei Huo himself almost couldn't recognize these two words.

It is said that some people write too sloppy sometimes they can't recognize it themselves, but they didn't expect it to be true.

Is this really a school before the time stops? Wei Hu is not sure, because all the homework books obtained by Wei Hu are holiday homework, just like the big composition text in Wei Hu's hand. One composition text only wrote five essays, and the teacher only commented on the date at the end of the five essays.

Like the previous English copybook, one copy can be a whole copy.

In addition, Wei Huo also found physics test papers, biology summer exercise books and other things.

Wei Huo tried hard to recall when he was in high school. He was very confused. At that time, did he send back the summer homework to us?

If it is not sent back, where have all these homework gone?

It is impossible that the teachers in the class took it home as collection, and they probably treated it as waste paper and were uniformly treated for those who collected waste paper. This explains why only homework books for students in Class 122 of Grade 2 are found nearby.

Wei Huo vaguely remembers that he didn't seem to be in a local high school. In order to get into a better university, his parents sent him to a particularly famous school with excellent college entrance examination results every year, but Wei Huo couldn't remember where it came from.

The school seemed very strict, but Wei Huo could not remember what he had experienced in that school at all.

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

The next moment, Wei Huo suddenly discovered another homework book, which was an English exercise book. The content could not be seen clearly, and there were only a few bright red words at the end: "This student's attitude is extremely incorrect, please do it again!"

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 grades in other subjects, he still remembers the extremely poor English grades.

Things like English are simply nightmares, they are so terrible!

I seemed to have always been the last in English exam, but the teacher often only scolded the second-last exam, did he give up on himself directly? Or did he ignore himself?

Seeing these homework books, Wei Huo's dusty memory seemed to have been awakened again. Although it was awakened, most of them were already blurred.

Most of them are confused because there is really nothing worth remembering about in that high school career, but Wei Huo still remembers that he seems to have liked someone, but he can't remember his name or appearance.

Everything has dissipated with time. In a few hundred years, thousands of years, Wei Huo may even forget what he called. After all, a name is only useful only when he is in human society.

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

Wei Huo went up the way, while killing monsters, he collected many homework books for students in Class 122 of Grade 2, but after this section, the monsters he killed would not fall into the homework books.

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

It was a huge snowman, almost more than 30 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.

Snow Rage Giant, No Gender, 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, like a statue.

But it exudes a genuine epic aura field, with a range of about twenty-five meters, which is twice as long as the aura field of the bullhead snake, and the pressure of its aura field is stronger than that of the bullhead snake.

Wei Huo was in it, and his strength was suppressed by 70%. Even if he opened the killing realm, Wei Huo could not suppress the terrifying pressure.

Wei Huo frowned, he couldn't let it find me, I had to be more careful.

However, at this moment, the snow-furious 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.

While switching positions, it also muttered to itself: "What is the meaning of living?"

Wei Huo:???

Can epic bosses also think about the meaning of living?

What is the meaning of living? This is really a good question. For Wei Huo, the meaning of living is to live better and to live more freely. Now he no longer waits for humans to recover. Even if humans stop and do not recover after ten thousand years, Wei Huo will not care. He has what he wants to do, and he becomes stronger while traveling, traveling all over the world, looking for martial arts, increasing his life, collecting magic stones, and studying technology. His life will not end.

However, at this moment, a test paper suddenly floated in front of the Snow Rage Giant. It was the test paper that the Snow Rage Giant held up with the momentum field. After all, for it, the test paper was too small and could not be held with hands.

It was a Chinese test paper. The snow-furious giant looked at the test paper and murmured to himself: "Please write an essay of no less than 800 words with the theme of 'The Meaning of Living'. What is the Meaning of Living, what is the Meaning of Living?"

Wei Huo: "..."

It turns out that the reason why you think about life is because of this Chinese test paper?

The next moment, the snow-furious giant spoke again: "What exactly does Wei Huo exist? Why does he have such a deep understanding of this 'living'?"
Chapter completed!
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