In the past ten minutes, Chen Mo checked the signs of the wild boar's life, and was very sure that its condition could not be better, even stronger and more vigorous than when he first saw it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But it was lying on the ground, as if it was asleep, and no matter how Chen Mo shook it, there was no sign of waking up.

So is it dead or alive now?

Chen Mo was a little annoyed in his heart, hesitated for a while, and focused his attention on the wild boar's hind legs. In an instant, the right leg turned to dust. But the boar remained asleep and did not react.

It is not so much that the boar is in a deep sleep, but that it seems to be ...... Unconscious?

In other words, it is the loss of the soul.

But why?

Because the soul can't accept that the body that bears it changes too much in a short period of time? But is the soul itself not affected by time?

Do souls really exist?

Or is it because the boar can't be resurrected because it has changed its brain structure and destroyed its consciousness? But why isn't there a new consciousness?

Chen Mo was very irritable now, because he couldn't use the information he knew to make a reasonable explanation for the facts that were happening in front of him.

Everyone's concept of time is narrow and vague. Even though Chen Mo could change time now, and there were many more things in his subconscious that he didn't have before, he still didn't understand why he couldn't resurrect life.

He sat on the ground decadently, letting mosquitoes and flies fly around him, and he just looked down at his hands blankly, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Why?

So what exactly is the reason for giving me this ability?

Why do I have this ability? Do I need it?

Intellectually speaking, no one doesn't want to have some gorgeous special skills, everyone wants to prove that they are more special, noble, and powerful than others, and Chen Mo is naturally no exception. But at this time he was already enveloped in a lot of negative emotions, he didn't feel anything special about himself, he just felt that he was ignorant, weak, and ridiculous.

He's like a joke, and he's been trying to get along with himself all his life. There are many times when he can choose to give up, no longer maintain those unique places in him, make himself more tactful, more sociable, and more adaptable to this society, but he never gives up, as if it is a very honorable and meaningful thing to insist on himself.

Maybe for some people it's honorable and rewarding to stick to themselves, but is it the same for him?

When he realized that it was worth changing himself for someone, that person was gone. But can Chen Mo continue to insist on himself now? Can he continue to be ignorant?

In the past, he resisted, so he tried his best, and he just found a decent job. Because he is "unwilling to accept", he can only be "forced to accept", only to turn himself into nothing. And now he is willing to accept that he can become more cunning without touching his own bottom line, but is there anyone else worth his giving?

So what do you do now? Continue to be stupid or become scum?

Confusion, remorse, loss, guilt...... All kinds of emotions converged in Chen Mo's heart, making him feel even more irritable.

He also doesn't want to think, but what does one do to stop thinking?

Everyone knows it's stupid to think about "what ifs", but how many people can never think about "ifs"?

How desperate is it for him to be desperate now that God has given him the ability to control time, but has not given him the opportunity to turn the ifs into reality?

Chen Mo suddenly clenched his fists, his expression was hideous, and he looked like an unreasonable bandit. After a few seconds...... He lowered his fist again, gasping for air as if he were having trouble breathing, and his whole body was shaking violently.

Chen Mo is a very calm person, and at the same time a very stupid person, so he can't control his emotions at the moment.

Half-night...... He exhaled as if sighing, and began to adjust his breathing.

His breathing gradually stabilized, and his heartbeat returned to normal, but Chen Mo felt very tired.

In a fit of rage, he lay on his back on the grass.

Within a certain range of Chen Mo's body...... Time gets confused. One pine tree after another began to grow wildly, and the pine needles and pine towers had turned to dust in the process of falling. The bodies of insects will grow and shrink, but without exception, they will all fall to the ground and remain motionless. Some wildflowers and weeds go through the cycle of blooming to withering several times in just one minute......

As time passed, Chen Mo's brain became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more blurred...... Gradually, he fell into a coma. The originally frantic plants also returned to normal in the moment before Chen Mo fell unconscious, only those insects such as mosquitoes and flies could not fly again. But no one will feel sorry for them.

Chen Mo had another dream, but he didn't dream of Uncle Mei, he only dreamed of himself.

But in the dream, he was not him, but a sturdy middle-aged man.

He is in the prime of life, and he can enter the career with his own capital like those two. The three of them take care of each other, and they will definitely go a long way on this road, just like before. But he stubbornly threw away all his reservations, returned to his hometown alone, a small village that was not very developed, and lived a life of seclusion.

It's not like a seclusion, everyone knows that he lives here, but no one dares to bother him.

Ten months later, he adopted a child. The child's father is the only son of one of his fallen comrades-in-arms, that is, the grandson of that comrade-in-arms, and this little guy will be honored as "grandpa" when he grows up. In this small place where people have long become unfamiliar, it is also a good thing to have a child to accompany you.

He also thought about some very childish plots in the movie, maybe this kid will treat himself as an idol in the future? So what can he do to build a great image...... Should we be kind, wise, or domineering?

The child was very pitiful, and his parents died not long after birth. If it weren't for the nurse in the village who was willing to take care of him, he really didn't know how he could raise the child as a big man.

His mother was a very beautiful woman, and his father had inherited the handsome appearance of his old comrade-in-arms, but this child looked a little ordinary. The only thing that characterizes it is the eyes, but how to say it...... Those eyes didn't look very kind.

It doesn't matter if this kid is kind or not, he is really strong, much stronger than his peers. This saves him a lot of worry and doesn't have to spend too much energy on taking care of it. When people are old, there will always be some more than enough and not enough.

Because this child didn't like to talk when he was a child, he named him "Chen Mo". His old comrade-in-arms' name was Chen Du, and he sounded very similar to Chen Mo, which made him very satisfied. The only fly in the ointment is that this child keeps calling him "Uncle Mei" and refuses to call him grandpa. Also, after all, I looked so young and physically strong at that time.

But this child not only refused to call grandpa, but even his father refused to call him, he just called him uncle. Although calling his father made his generation the son of a comrade-in-arms, at least it could give him some comfort. This kid has always been called uncle, so that he has no reason to lower his rank and has nothing to gain.

As the child grew up day by day, his mood became calmer and calmer, and the anger brought by being a soldier gradually disappeared. Sometimes he also thinks, maybe life is like this, it's good to be simple, and the path that other people choose is not what he needs.

At the end of the dream, it was the scene where he sent Chen Mo to school. At that time, Chen Mo had just graduated from primary school and was stepping into junior high school.

When he woke up from the dream, Chen Mo realized that the role he played in the dream was Uncle Mei.

In fact, from the very beginning, Chen Mo knew that the chance of resurrecting Uncle Mei was very small, because Uncle Mei had been dead for a few years, and I was afraid that his body had rotted very completely. Just like the principle of plants, Chen Mo can make them decay or bloom, but he can't change the plants that have completely decayed back to their original shape, because the two are no longer the same object.

At least for now...... Chen Mo couldn't do it.

It was still noon, and it seemed that he had only been in a coma for a short time. Chen Mo lay on the ground and thought for a while, then got up and walked down the mountain road.

As soon as he walked not far from the door of his house, Chen Mo saw a white Lexus LX570 stop in front of the gate.

The car door opened, and from the driver's seat stepped down a person Chen Mo was very familiar with.