The corridor was quiet, Mo Ao leaned against the door, and heard the old mother in the door still chattering and complaining. The afternoon sun shone in through the window at the end of the stairway, shining warmly on him, and the pure white sheets were drying in the hallway, and the wind outside the window was swaying and rattling the green leaves.

It's spring again, and Mo Ao is eighteen years old this year.

He lives with his parents and a grandfather who is old and strong, and has a younger sister named Momo, who attends the most famous private high school in the local area, with high tuition fees and strict teachers. He had come out of the gaokao room a week earlier after his last subject, and it was as if the whole world was roaring in his ears these days, telling him that the end was coming and that he should be motivated to fight – despite his poor grades.

As a teenager who loves parkour and adventure, in Mo Ao's heart, maybe professional parkour or Coser is more suitable for him. But my parents will definitely not allow it, even if professional parkour is really a way out for Mo Ao - Mo Ao's family background gives him good conditions.

Mo Ao's father is a martial artist, Mo Ao's family is a martial arts family, and a set of Mo's twelve-way elastic legs has allowed Mo Ao to practice two long legs with amazing explosive power. Because of this leg work, Mo Ao is very good at running on most of the parkour maps. However, as far as kung fu is concerned, Mo Ao is just entering the stream, at least he can't beat Mo Mo, because the fundamental reason for him to learn martial arts is to serve parkour, so he didn't specialize much in the depths.

The younger students and sisters who are still struggling in the neighborhood look out through the window glass, Mo Ao's back kicks the stone and comes back from playing freely, so he is very envious, envious that he can go anywhere, he wants to go to the mall, he wants to buy food, he can also go to billiards and parkour, anyway, his family is not strict, not to mention that he has passed the college entrance examination.

"Dude! You sneak to the club again. Dad is waiting for you in the practice room. Mo Ao's body stiffened, and when he looked up, he saw that his sister was sitting on the balcony on the second floor looking at him. The long legs wrapped in light-colored jeans swayed back and forth, and Mo Ao swore that there were not many women in China who could match that curve. There is nothing else in the Mo family, maybe it is the reason for the practice, not to mention that each generation has long legs, and it is Mo Ao's turn to develop into a pair of beautiful brothers and sisters.

"Ah, that, I see, practice room. What's that, I'm in a hurry, Xiao Mo, you talk to Dad, I'll go later. ”

As mentioned earlier, Mo Ao's family is a martial arts family, so Mo Ao, as the only son of this generation, was of course pinned on the expectations of Mo's father to inherit the family learning, which also caused the phenomenon of Mo Ao avoiding practice, and at the same time, there was also an incident of his sister blocking the road who was stronger than his brother.

"This excuse was used last time!" Mo Mo jumped down from the second floor, his hands crossed on his hips and his hands on Mo Ao's unfortunate air.

"Okay, I've won the prize this time! Go back and buy you a gift. Will you let me go this time? Mo Ao said to Mo Mo with a flattering face.

"Humph!" Mo Mo put down his hand, shook his hair, and glanced at Mo Ao with a [Plan to Pass] smile. "Okay, I want the "Pirates of the Caribbean" HD full collection collector's edition album, not for example."

"Ah, why did I fall, my foot seems to be sprained, so I can't stop my brother, it's really nerve-wracking." Mo Mo pretended to look left and right, furrowing his cute and beautiful eyebrows.

Seeing this, Mo Ao made a gesture of thanks, ran up, grabbed the edge of the balcony on the second floor with his right hand, and simply turned over and went upstairs.

Creeping back to his bedroom, Mo Ao hurriedly turned on the computer, checked his bank account in reality, and made sure that the prize money and the club had arrived.

Looking at the five-digit figure on the screen, Mo Ao felt more and more that he could take the parkour test and find a way out, what if the college entrance examination results were not good, those who worked hard and dared to fight would never starve to death. If you really can't do it, you can practice hard in the future, and inheriting the family's martial arts hall is also a way.

Remembering that he still had something to do, Mo Ao clicked on the web browser, and easily logged on to his author's account. Mo Ao couldn't help but pull his fist and shouted in his heart, "Yes! ”

In addition to parkour, Mo Ao also has a hobby, that is, writing novels, which is originally to write a mood, although he has ulterior motives, he doesn't care much. Who knew that just a few days ago, the editor-in-chief of the website sent an intention to sign a contract. Looking at the interface of the [VIP chapter] published in the author's column, Mo Ao is inevitably a little fluttery, parkour can make money, novels can make money, how can he be so talented!

Mo Ao was a little proud, he and others did not take the same path - relying on the college entrance examination to go to college to fight for life. Saying that the college entrance examination is the only platform to earn the rich second generation can only show that those guys are mortals, and he is different. Even though he is an adult, this can still be a reason for a 18-year-old to be proud.

But in a blink of an eye, Mo Ao was lost again, he had decided to take a different path from most people, there was hard work and adventure, adversity and struggle, passion and blood, isn't this what she wants most? But there is one thing he can't let go, all his friends of the same age are in the range of [most people], even if they are in the club, the same class is going to college, and the sophomore in high school has stopped his activities because of the third year of high school.

It feels like everything is gradually becoming strange - all the people who came to cheer for today's game are fresh faces, and cheering is only from the perspective of the camp.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, the enthusiasm in my heart was mostly extinguished by reality, and the road ahead was so lonely that I didn't even know if anyone was passing.

I was extremely bored in my heart, and my hand that was about to code words after sending the manuscript and preparing the code word also stopped on the keyboard. Closing the browser and looking at the desktop that changes once in 30s, Mo Ao felt that his thoughts were a little distant, towards the frightening unknown. It's as if you're going deep into the quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper.

"Cut, it's just a matter of suffering more" Mo Ao muttered, his eyes flickering.

"Want to understand the meaning of life? Want to be truly alive? Yes/No" suddenly a dialog box pops up on your computer.

"What!? Viral ads? "Mo Ao has also seen "Infinite Terror" and knows what it is. The main god space or something, how is it possible?

Thinking about negating the dialog, Mo Ao stopped when the mouse pointed to the [No] option. The scenes of "Infinite Terror" irrepressibly appear in my mind.

Resident Evil, Aliens, Curses, Ghost Street, Death Comes Outlaw Survival, Friendship, Faith, Struggle, Blood

The main god space is very dangerous, and the survival rate of special forces is only about 20%, Xiang Mo Ao, who is just a high school graduate who knows some martial arts and is in better health, is almost dead!

But I want to go! Mo Ao just wants to go!

What about the danger, isn't this what you've been chasing? After reading martial arts novels, I practiced martial arts desperately, and after knowing the truth, I turned to exciting and cool parkour, and to put it bluntly, I have been pursuing that kind of adventure full of crises! It doesn't matter if you're naïve, ignorant, or unwise.

Imagine that you are an adventurous and passionate teenager, if there is really such an opportunity in front of you, go to the wonderful world that you most desire and have the most hopeless, that world is full of fighting and crisis, iron and indifference dance together. In that case, do you want to go?

Think! I really want to! Mo Ao's expression did not move, but his eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and there was an inexplicable power in his heart, showing all that was "I'm going!" I'm going! I'm going! I'm going! I'm going! Simple thoughts.

Under the influence of such a force, Mo Ao slowly moved the mouse to the [Yes] option and clicked it.