My name is Mo Wen, and my mother originally wanted to call me "Mo Worry" or "Mo Chou", but my father thought these two names were too girly, so he changed them to Mo Q, which means that I don't ask others first when I encounter things, but ask myself first, "Don't ask others about your own affairs, and don't ask others about your own affairs." "It's so extreme, like a dad's temper.

When I was seven years old, I noticed the faint domineering, faint sadness, and undisguised middle two atmosphere contained in the name Mo Wen, and at that time I told my father that I wanted to change my name, but my father suppressed it with the authority of the head of the family. Although I am unwilling, I think there will be more opportunities in the future, that is, "this matter should not be rushed, and it needs to be done slowly". Outcome......

My parents died of food poisoning when I was eight years old, leaving me with a large fortune and loneliness, and my father's majestic figure and my mother's gentle words disappeared from my life. My father was an orphan himself, and my grandparents died soon after because of their grief, and then I was arranged by the local government as a temporary guardian.

The person who adopted me was a good friend of my father's life, and although I didn't call him father, he took custody of me, and unfortunately when I was thirteen years old, the man died in an accident. After a huge change, I had long forgotten about the name change, and when I remembered it later, I realized that this name was one of the few things that my parents left me...... If you don't change it, don't change it, anyway, this name is still very domineering, at least it's better than Mo Ergou, Mo Dog and the like.

After that, no one dared to be my guardian, and in their eyes, I had become the Heavenly Evil Lone Star of the Lord Elders...... This kind of thing is normal, and I am happy to be quiet.

My name is Mo Wen, and I am an orphan now.

I don't have any friends, I don't know why, I never played with those people when I was a child, I liked to read books, history books, novels, biographies, popular science books...... These are all within the scope of my reading,When I grew up,I plunged headlong into the ocean of two-dimensional,Doujin,Novels,Games,Anime make up the whole of my extracurricular life,Except for daily routine exercise and study,The rest of the time I almost stay in front of the computer...... The network is extremely wide, and there are all kinds of people in it, and I never participate in arguments in the network, silently looking for resources, and silently ...... Soy sauce. Too lazy to come into contact with people, naturally no friends.

I'm a lonely otaku.

My academic performance is very good, my parents have always praised me as a smart child when I was alive, in fact, I have never disappointed them once, my grades have not dropped since my parents left, and my popularity is average, although I have no close friends, but I can talk to the people in the class, so the teacher pushed me to the class to become a senior. At first, I thought it was nothing, but then I realized that there were a lot of things, but unfortunately I had already been riding a tiger, and then I slowly got used to it......

Eat breakfast, go to school, go home, turn on the computer...... Life repeats itself like a wheel, and if it weren't for that accident, I might have graduated, worked, married, and bought a house...... In the end, I will die, so ordinary and simple to go through my life.

――Don't ask, reminiscing about the home of the newcomer

On a normal day, Mo Wen would ride his bicycle down the road with half a loaf of bread in his mouth, looking down at his watch from time to time because he was almost late—this is the price of staying up late to read a novel.

"Damn, if it weren't for so many things in the class, how could I even be so tight on the time to relax, and I would be so embarrassed about my birthday once a year." Mo Wen took two bites of bread fiercely.

Yesterday was Mo Wen's eighteenth birthday, as a senior high school student, as a senior class president. Naturally, there are so many things to die for, plus the self-relaxation as a birthday - I read all the updates of the novels I chased, and relived the good memories of my childhood on a barrage website.

Listening to the soothing version of "Butterfly", looking at the absurd speeches of the otaku, Mo Wen couldn't help but recall the childish and innocent ideals of the hour, chuckled, brushed his fingers from the keyboard, and then a barrage was sent out.

"Infinite world, infinite dreams...... I'm going to be the king of Gensokyo! ”

After doing this, Mo Wen washed up and went to bed, looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, and found that it was already three o'clock in the morning......

"Well, I'm not late." Mo Wen swallowed the last piece of bread in his mouth and rushed into the classroom.

Next is the morning self-study, most of them are sleeping, a small number of people are playing with their mobile phones, a few guys are in a daze, and a small number of people are reading seriously. Mo Wen used to be in the part of the people who were studying, but today he was too sleepy, and as soon as his butt touched the stool, he fell on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, it was already the first class, and Mo Wen, who had used his morning self-study and breakfast time to supplement his sleep, no longer felt so tired, and the noisy classroom gradually became quiet as the bell rang...... The courses in the third year of high school are very strange, and the things that should be learned are completed as early as the second year of high school, and the third year of high school is all kinds of lectures and questions. Listening to the boring explanation of the head teacher on the podium, Mo Wen's mind involuntarily flew into the distance......

When Mo Wen was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his body shake, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he heard the screams of the head teacher like killing pigs, "Earthquake!" The students rushed to the front and back doors like bees that had blown up their nests, and the head teacher naturally took the lead.

Then they all blocked the doorway, shouting and swearing...... In the face of disaster, the inferior nature of human beings is undoubtedly exposed.

Looking at the crowd at the door because of the earthquake, Mo Wen, who was sitting by the window in the front row, gave up the idea of squeezing the single-plank bridge with everyone, and immediately made a decision, picked up a stool and smashed it against the glass, and then jumped down. As soon as Mo Wen landed, he felt a pain in the back of his head, and then the whole world went dark......