Wang Su sometimes feels like an outsider, out of step with the world, and looks at those who work hard, watching them work like ants, fighting like beasts in heat, intriguing and fighting, how to look at how tired and boring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't understand what it was for.

In other words, everyone is an indispensable part of scientific and technological progress and world development, and it is those who move bricks to build houses, and those who win the Nobel Prize. Those who won the Nobel Prize would not be able to move bricks to build houses, and if they did not move bricks to build houses, they would have no place to live, and no one would help them practice and promote their inventions and creations. Those who move bricks and build houses do not invent and create, but they are practitioners of invention and creation, and without them, those who have won the Nobel Prize can only hold a large number of inventions in their hands, at a loss.

It is said that this is a collective, and the power of the collective promotes the progress of society.

But why should they fight? Since the strength of everyone can be promoted in order to promote progress, why not love each other, but be indifferent to each other as enemies.

I heard that the emphasis is missing, and the ancients did not deceive.

Such a world is a deformed world, and there is nothing to be needed. The more you put it on it, the more it is missing, and you don't know what it will become in the end.

Anyway, Wang Su felt that this had nothing to do with him.

No matter how good a person is, no matter how good his brain is, how many inventions and creations he has, no matter how good his technology is, how sophisticated and beautiful things he can make, no matter how deep his city is, how many people he has fallen in intrigue and gladiatorial battles, and no matter how powerful and rich he is, he will not be a piece of loess after a hundred years? Most people don't live for more than a hundred years, so what's the point of life?

Of course, if Wang Su is unlucky and forced to make a living, I am afraid that he will have to do so. But he has been lucky lately, so he has the foundation to become an outsider, to have fun in time, and to be cold to the public.

Wang Su himself was an orphan, fatherless and motherless. When I was young, I wandered around, or begged, competed with other beggars, or fought with wild dogs in the garbage cans for food. Such misery is not uncommon in the world of science and technology.

However, Wang Su is very different from most orphaned street children, and he feels that he is very precocious.

At the age of twelve, he began to plan for his future.

While picking up scrap to barely provide for a living, he began a career of self-study. At that time, the high-tech of electronic information was very popular, and I heard that many people who learned electronic information were developed, although Wang Su did not want to follow the crowd, but because he did not know much about the outside world, a lot of the information he got from the newspaper was deceptive, so Wang Su could only choose this direction.

He used the money from the sale of scrap to buy related books to enrich himself and learn knowledge, although he was not a genius, but he was able to persevere, step by step, and learned a lot of magical knowledge.

After becoming an adult, he stepped into society and became a busy ant, relying on his self-taught ability to achieve the position of head of a research group in a large-scale high-tech company. Many high-achieving students who graduated from prestigious universities were suppressed by his knowledge.

Because of this, many people are not angry.

People think that they are so powerful that a high-achieving student actually works under the hands of a person who has no diploma and is an orphan and a street child, two words, shame.

Many people talk behind their backs, some mockers, some sneers, small movements, always trying to step on him.

Wang Su watched coldly and was unmoved. Although he was disgusted and disgusted in his heart, it was not impossible to solve such a problem, but he was just unmoved.

It's as if he's watching a clown's performance, which he finds ridiculous.

Therefore, Wang Su's popularity is very poor.

But Wang Su felt that the way of the world, the so-called popularity, was actually fake. Everyone wears a mask, a smirk on their faces, and popularity is a superficial thing, so don't do it.

Unless there is a benefit, but Wang Su can't afford to give it, and he won't give it, and those people are not his sons.

In his spare time, Wang Su's favorite thing is to travel around alone, just like when he was a child, wandering. He doesn't go to those scenic spots, where are those places to visit? Crowded with people, it is clearly a cattle and sheep market. He likes to go to those unknown places to see the mountains and rivers and appreciate nature.

He's always alone.

It's not that he doesn't have friends, but he doesn't have confidants, he doesn't have friends.

The experience of being a child made Wang Su wary of anyone, he carefully observed others, hid himself in a protective shell, and it was difficult to give sincerity in relationships. He also wants to give sincerely, but he can't always do it. He is picky, and once he finds that the friends he makes have shortcomings, he will magnify them in his heart and dislike them.

This makes Wang Su have no real friends, and he is close to the age, and he doesn't even have a female ticket.

People feel that Wang Su is withdrawn and indifferent, rejects people thousands of miles away, and cannot communicate at all. And Wang Su himself was dismissive. There is no need to socialize, what to socialize?

As a result, he gave up social interaction altogether and hid himself in an illusory world. Therefore, after traveling, all kinds of books have become the best supply to pass the time and enrich the body and mind.

Whether it's a professional book or a fiction magazine.

If there is no accident, Wang Su's life may pass like this. Maybe he will force himself to find a random woman to marry and inherit his bloodline. Maybe he will be single for the rest of his life, and he will be a single dog until he dies.

But the unpredictable fate made him a little overwhelmed.

Five days ago, Wang Su won the first prize of Fucai, and it was five times. I remember that day after work he passed by the lottery station, suddenly improvized, so he went in and bought a note, ten yuan played five times. After that, I almost forgot about it, and I remembered it the day after the lottery, so I checked it, and I didn't expect to win.

He was a little excited, he hadn't felt like this in years. But unlike the others, although Wang Su was slightly excited, he was just like that, and he quickly calmed down.

Go to the lottery center to claim the prize, deduct taxes, and get more than 20 million.

The next day, he resigned.

He had had enough of that life and was extremely disgusted with false faces and tedious and uninspired work. He wanted to resign a long time ago, but he didn't have much savings in his hands, and his life after resignation was afraid that he would still fall into that kind of cycle, so he pressed it.

Now that he has a sum of money in his hand, and it can fully support his life like this for the rest of his life, is it necessary to look at those disgusting faces? Is it necessary to create wealth for others?

He was very crisp and clear.

The day after he resigned, he quit his rent, put on his travel bag, and went to the end of the world.

Today is the second stop of his trip, Zhongnan Mountain.

To be exact, it is a remote place in Jungnan Mountain. Zhongnan Mountain is a famous Taoist mountain, a hermit of many strange people in ancient times, and now, it has become a tourist scenic spot, and it is crowded with people on the day of the holiday, and there is no visibility at all.

Although it is not a holiday at the moment, there are still a lot of tourists in the main body of Zhongnan Mountain, Wang Su avoided tourists, found a mountain path, and walked to the secluded wilderness.

When you encounter a place with a good scenery, you will stop for a while, and you will not take pictures, but just watch and see. When he encountered a small Taoist temple, he also went in to have a look, and chatted with the old Taoist priests among them - Wang Su felt that he was very similar to these real Taoist monks, ignoring Hongchen and sitting and watching the wind and clouds.

Of course, there is no need to mention those fake Taoist priests and fake monks.

The summer sky is unpredictable, and the sun was shining brightly, but suddenly it was overcast.

Wang Su saw it clearly, and hurriedly found a place to shelter from the rain, just under the cliff on the top of the mountain.

The black clouds pressed down, giving people a dull illusion as if they were about to suffocate, and then, the thunder dragon coiled in the clouds, and the thunder sounded.

Thunderclap! Thunderclap!

There were several thunderbolts in a row, and the eardrums of Wang Su were painful. He looked up at the sky with his backpack in his arms, and couldn't help but feel apprehensive. This thunder must not be chaotic - although he is world-weary, he doesn't want to die, he just hates red dust.

The thunder continued and the rain poured down.

There was a lot of noise, and soon a puddle of water gathered at the bottom of the cliff.

Although you can shelter from the rain under this cliff, the terrain is too low, and the surrounding water flows here. Wang Su secretly said that he was unlucky, so he could only take off his shoes and let the puddles grow wildly under his feet.

Another loud thunder exploded, and then, there was a roar overhead, and Wang Su's heart jumped, and he saw some large and small gravel rolling down from the cliff, and almost smashed Wang Su in the bounce.

Wang Su hurriedly dodged, but was suddenly stunned.

He saw a palm-sized object surrounded by electric light floating down from the cliff! Yes, gone with the wind. The stones were rolling down at a very fast speed, but this thing was like a balloon, slowly falling.

In the wind, it came to the inside of the cliff, and finally, stopped in front of Wang Su.

Wang Su licked his lips, and his narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed almost completely. He was nervous, but more curious.

What is this, exactly?

When the lightning came closer, Wang Su could see its appearance clearly.

It doesn't seem to be a real thing, it's a twisted and twisted character, and the iron hook is silver! The characters seem to be alive, distorted, changing, very mysterious.

He groaned secretly, wary and curious.

I wanted to reach out and touch it, but the swirling electric light made people feel cold. Ignore it, and can't stop the curiosity in your heart.

Wang Su confronted this character for a long time.

Summer thunderstorms come and go quickly. After a while, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the clouds dispersed and the sun rose. At this time, the electric light on the floating characters has gradually dissipated.

Eventually, only the characters were left to glow.

Wang Su finally couldn't hold it anymore, grabbed the backpack in one hand and put it in front of him, like a shield, and grabbed it with one hand.

It's like fishing for the moon in the water, Wang Su didn't catch anything, but that character disappeared in a flash when he was in his hands and disappeared!

But Wang Su suddenly felt that his palms were hot, and he felt a stream of heat running up his palms, over his shoulders and towards his neck. Wang Su was horrified, lost his backpack, and put his hands around his neck, as if he wanted to intercept this hot flow!

But where can it be done?

The heat flow was unhindered, it passed directly through the neck and rushed into the brain!

I only felt a boom, and Wang Su's eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Su woke up.

In the puddle, Wang Su turned over and sat in the water. The look on his face was very strange, with a hint of excitement and hesitation.

After a while, Wang Su suddenly smiled.

"Is this a coincidence? Hey, hey, hey..."Xiaobi shook his head, picked up his backpack and stood up, regardless of his dirt, and took a big stride down the mountain.