Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

"Thank you, Principal Zhao. Please also say thank you to my wife and me. I will go over to see you and my wife another day."

Mo Erya thanked him again.

"Okay, I'll get you some more science and technology books, and you can come and get them then."

Principal Zhao discovered that Mo Nian, a girl, was very interested in science and technology books. She also read other books, but she was far less enthusiastic about these books.

Sure enough, the smile on Mo Erya's face became even brighter after hearing this, "Thank you, Principal Zhao."

"It's a good thing to read more books, but you also have to take into account your studies in the classroom. You will be entering junior high school soon."

Mo Erya nodded, "I understand, I will pay attention. Thank you, Principal Zhao."

She has actually studied fifth grade knowledge by herself. There is no problem in entering junior high school. However, junior high schools are only available in towns. If she goes to junior high school, she will have to go to town every day, which will spend too much time on the road. , it’s not cost-effective, it’s better to just sit on it and wait until after elementary school.

If she can stay at home as long as she can, she should stay as long as she can. Besides, she still has a lot of things to do. If she goes to junior high school, all her energy will be spent on studying, and she will have less time.

I always feel like I don’t have enough time.

Mo Erya started going to school happily every day, working after school, bringing in some personal goods, and going to the cave every day to mess with her own business. She had always wanted to design a weapon that was unique to her. Unfortunately, this thing was very particular. She only recently had some ideas for design inspiration.

This was the inspiration given to her by Mo Wuwa. Mo Wuwa likes to listen to Journey to the West and has been fond of Sun Wukong since she was a child. The most talked about thing about Sun Wukong is his magical golden cudgel.

Mo Erya also came up with an idea. She wanted to design a weapon that could be retracted and retracted freely, like a golden cudgel, and easy to carry. It was also a magic weapon.

Now that she had an idea, Mo Erya started working on the design. Whenever she had time, she would hide in the cave and write and draw. However, the mechanisms and techniques she learned from Master Qiao were too vague, and Many things have been lost due to inheritance, and they only have a name, an outline, and their function...

This... Mo Erya couldn't help but frown. This inheritance was broken too much. They are all descendants of the Anonymous Sect, so they can't write more about their precious inheritance. A little bit here, a little bit there, and a little bit hidden here. A little, hide a little there...

Cunning rabbit has three caves, otherwise she, the 38th generation descendant, would not be so worried. As for Mo Erya's original seeder and tiller, one was using the mechanism learned, the other was using mechanism plus science, and Now, Mo Erya was completely in trouble.

The boat would naturally straighten out when it reached the bridge. Mo Erya could only use a blank sheet of paper to write down his specific requirements in detail. If he had better ideas in the future, he would slowly add them to them.

She took another piece of white paper and roughly drew the appearance and structure she envisioned. As for the internal structure, she could only wait until she had clues and ideas before she started writing.

After doing this, Mo Erya stood in the cave and looked out. From here, the scenery was so beautiful, and there was a strong wind blowing in. It was not hot at all inside, and it was very cool. Mo Erya Closing his eyes comfortably, it was okay anyway, Mo Erya opened the box.

I took out the inheritance that was inside, which was the book "The Years I Lived in the Class". I felt a little irritable. I read the diary of the ancestor to relax.

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The sun is very bright today in the year of the Chacha and the month of the Chacha. I hate it.

This place is simply poisonous. I must be at odds with this place. Absolutely, it will kill me!Very grammatical!

This ghost place is really not a place for humans. Why don't you let me leave? Why?

It’s been more than half a year. Who can understand the sadness of not being able to climb out of the nearby mountains~

This sadness is really that big, so big, bigger than the young master from a down-and-out official family who signed a slave contract in my family!

On the third day after arriving here, I really couldn't bear it, so I chose to leave at night without asking for anything. I was very cool when I left. I never expected that there would be a big man on the way. Damn it, I was so excited that I fell down without paying attention.

My life is over!

As a result, one day later, I was washed to the shore by the Wuming River, and was picked up by my second senior brother who was sharpening his machete.

How could a small accident hinder my determination to leave here? After I recovered from my injuries, I left gracefully. This time I paid special attention to the big potholes on the road, but did not notice the beasts on the road.

I was chased and ran away like crazy, and accidentally fell into the Wuming River. In the end, I was picked up and brought back to the sect by the third senior brother who came out to chop bamboo.

……

Things only lasted three times. I didn’t believe that an accident would happen the third time, so after recovering from my injuries, I started my third time to be carefree...well, my third time to leave here.

I was fully prepared for this, bringing various weapons, dry food, medicines, and even a map with me. Although I was no longer chic, I felt very safe and confident. I firmly believed that this time I would definitely Can you successfully leave this hellish place!

must be able to!