The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

When Mo Nanke woke up, he used his precious brain to quietly recall that his mobile phone should be genuine, definitely not Huaguo's special counterfeit phone, and it is still under warranty.Recalling that the sales girl said to him with a smile, "Looking forward to your next visit" before buying it, Mo Nanke suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Damn, didn't that girl expect this day long ago? !

Shaking his drowsy brain, Mo Nanke suddenly noticed something strange before he could wake up the rest of his life.

It's not his hand.Mo Nanke narrowed his eyes and observed the pair of white hands with long sleeves.The skin on those hands was smooth and supple, with a well-proportioned appearance.There are no thin calluses on the fingertips left by his years of typing on the keyboard, and no scars on the back of his hands that were scratched by Fraxinus mandshurica when he was fond of playing when he was young.

Bai Yu was flawless, but at first glance, it didn't look like the hand of a boudoir girl raised in a deep boudoir.Mo Nanke looked through it carefully, thinking that if he was still Mo Nanke now, he would probably be able to write a description of three or four hundred words just because of these hands.

#When I woke up in the morning, I found that my hands seemed to be beautified, this cliff is crossed#

#The pine nut belly in the refrigerator seems to have not had time to eat ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

#Dig the hole and don’t fill it, you have to pay the price. I’m afraid the holes dug by my uncle will really become thousands of years old this time#

Holding up the hands that now belonged to him and looking at them for a while, Mo Nanke belatedly prepared to check the surrounding environment.Don't say anything about going to the countryside and doing as the Romans do, but at least you can live with it since you came. His parents have passed away.

Mo Nanke is such a person, when everything reaches the level of "this is the end", he will no longer force it.Although this kind of mentality is sometimes called passing by, however, it can also be called open-minded.

Without lamenting that his previous life was over, Mo Nanke realized after adapting to his new body for a while that he seemed to be lying down all the time.He tried to move his body, but when he was about to sit up, he suddenly found that the things in front of him seemed to be separated by a layer of water film, and he was inside, while the things outside were blurred and unclear.

Touching the water film-like thing with his hand, Mo Nanke suddenly felt a strong tingling sensation coming from his palm.The numbness penetrated into the blood, and gradually turned into an unbearable itching.He let out a slight gasp, and fell back down.Only at this time did he realize that he was imprisoned in a small space as if sealed.

The situation was not optimistic, and Mo Nanke was at a loss for a moment.This space is very small, and after the temptation just now, he has already understood this fact.Mo Nanke didn't know what happened before, but now he understands that he needs to breathe.The small space is not breathable. If he delays for too long, the oxygen in the space will be exhausted. At that time, his life may not be saved.

Life and death matters.

Mo Nanke quietly felt the numbness and pain in his arm, and gradually endured the most uncomfortable stage. Then he was a little pleasantly surprised to find that his arm, which had been traumatized and itchy just now, gradually produced a kind of heat, which filled the muscles and refreshed the vitality. Blood really makes people feel comfortable.

There was no one around Mo Nanke, and there was no little guide who was necessary for a traverser, that is, a maid or servant who knew the protagonist's background and status.He couldn't get any help from others, and couldn't collect any information about the original owner's life experience, and time didn't allow him to dawdle.

In such a passive situation, Mo Nanke was ruthless, and pressed the palms of both hands to the water film imprisoning him in front of him, and then exerted force suddenly.

At this time, shouldn't there be a high-tech system stored in his mind?The pain in his arm was unbearable, so he had to complain to himself to relieve the pain and pressure on his body.

It was just a flash of inspiration, but Mo Nanke suddenly remembered something.If the strength of the arm is not loose, the whole person is already wandering away.He began to try to communicate with the possible system, but naturally there was no response.After trying for a long time, Mo Nanke finally admitted in frustration that there really is no such thing as a system.

It's a pity that he has written countless stallion essays in his life, and when it's his turn to travel by himself, he doesn't even have a cheat.

It was as if he was suddenly thrown into this world.He doesn't know anything about the world, and the world may not be kind to him.However, Mo Nanke knew that he had no other choice but to go on.

The arm gradually got used to the pain, not just the hands, Mo Nanke felt that the cells all over his body seemed to be crushed by the force brought by the water film, and then reshaped one by one.

The oxygen problem that had worried him all along did not appear. He was imprisoned here, but he did not feel difficult to breathe.The boulder hanging in his heart was gradually lowered, but Mo Nanke did not give up and pushed the water film in front of him.

In his world, there is no change of sun, moon and stars, and time is no longer unpredictable.It's not difficult to explain, when only time is left in a person's world, then time is no longer a magical thing for him.

Pushing the water film every day, hoping to break through his restriction one day and see the outside world.Mo Nanke's heart was filled with this wish, and this wish became his belief.

And when loneliness filled his heart, he began to recite the program code silently.Later, when he found that he could use his nails to draw the shape of the keyboard on the water film, he began to draw the keyboard on the water film, and then pretended to type.A glimmer of hope was ignited in his heart. The water film had changed from being as hard as a diamond to one that he could draw marks on now. Mo Nanke couldn't accurately determine whether the confinement of the water film had become weaker, or whether it was his own. The strength has become stronger.But this is a good thing for him after all.

In fact, Mo Nanke is not very afraid of loneliness.After all, before he woke up from this world, he was a programmer by profession.And endure the dull and dull time, this is what every programmer needs to do.The development of a software requires thousands of codes and careful and clear logic, but what is more needed is someone who can sit comfortably at the desk and type codes.

Mo Nanke is not a god in the computer field, but he is already a leader in various fields.He was naturally able to endure this kind of loneliness.Therefore, the time of being confined by this layer of water film in the small space in front of him did not destroy Mo Nanke's mind, but made him more tenacious and calm.

If there is a change, it is probably that he has become more taciturn than before.

The opposite of silence is his inner strength and activity. In the lonely days when no one was around, he learned to complain in his heart. The feeling of relief after complaining supported him every day and night in these years.

The palm of my hand is still pushing the water film in front of my eyes every day. I don't know how long it has passed, but it seems that it has been a long time.From the unbearable pain and numbness when touching the water film at the beginning to the continuous heat, Mo Nanke sometimes wonders whether his body is transformed by this huge water film up.

There are no years in the mountains.

After a long time, Mo Nanke woke up from his sleep.Although he has realized that he doesn't need sleep at all, but he has completely preserved the habit of being a "human being".He was awakened by a strange fragrance, which he had never smelled before, but it was clean and soft, refreshing.

Mo Nanke was a little surprised at the moment.Not to mention the fragrance these years, he was imprisoned here, and the water film that imprisoned him would not even let air in, let alone other strange fragrances.

A possibility vaguely crossed his mind, and Mo Nanke suddenly felt a little ecstatic.Move the palm against the water film, as expected, from the position of the palm, a tiny hole has been melted into the unbreakable water film.

Mo Nanke was overjoyed, and quickly put his hand there, hoping to expand the hole.The torture that the water film has brought to Mo Nanke these years is not without benefits. When he put his palm on the small hole again, he subconsciously used the method of absorbing the heat brought by the water film.

Years of nurturing has made Mo Nanke's meridians reach the best. When the water film that separates him from the outside world has a leak, spiritual power from all directions rushes towards Mo Nanke, but it can only pass through that Holes, which eventually let him absorb.Although this seemed to slow down his absorption of spiritual power, it actually protected his meridians from being damaged by the surging spiritual power.

Mo Nanke unconsciously absorbed the spiritual energy around him, and the tendons that had been warmed for many years were much stronger than ordinary cultivators.Not long after, he felt that the spiritual power in his body was close to saturation, and the things in his body that had been suppressing him all along seemed to be at the end of their strength, waiting for him to break them down in one fell swoop.

There was more and more heat around him, and Mo Nanke felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring.And those spiritual powers that crazily poured into his body were also running according to the established tendons, leading him to remember those running paths over and over again.

The surrounding spiritual power has thinned out, and there is not much spiritual power left in the water film.Mo Nanke took a deep breath, and began to push the water film that he didn't know how many times he had pushed.This time was different from the past, before he could use all his strength, the water film in front of him shattered.

Mo Nanke watched in a daze as the fragments of the water film on the ground gradually melted into water droplets and finally disappeared.The moment freedom came, even he himself felt a little unreal.

Observing the world outside the water film for the first time, Mo Nanke discovered that the place where he was lying before was a large coffin-like box, surrounded by various runes drawn with cinnabar. It's like a place where evil spirits are sealed to bring disaster to the world.And this big box was placed in a cave, and there were some people who imposed restrictions at the entrance of the cave, but compared with the water film above Mo Nanke's head, the restrictions in the cave were almost at the child's level.

Concentrating the familiar "heat", that is, spiritual power, on his hand, Mo Nanke swiped his sleeve on the transparent barrier at the entrance of the cave, and the transparent barrier shattered.Mo Nanke smiled, patted his unwrinkled clothes, and walked out of the cave step by step.

"It's the Patriarch! Look, it's the Patriarch."

When Mo Nanke just stepped out of the cave, a clear and clear child's voice rang out in the silent environment of the crowd. All the young, old and young women in Taoist robes were stunned for a moment, and then knelt down in front of Mo Nanke, shouting in unison "Welcome Patriarch to leave the customs."

Mo Nanke nodded lightly to the crowd, and then maintained a noble and glamorous expression. In fact... this person was completely bewildered.

#You can’t afford to hurt every man who is imprisoned as soon as he passes through#

#别人家的主题金角大开, why doesn’t my family’s time travel even give me a half-disabled system#

#What kind of trouble is going on now?All of a sudden he fell to his knees, did he want to scare a few to death? #

Calmly looking at the group of men and women in uniform robes, Mo Nanke silently burst into tears in his heart.Who can come out and tell him what kind of extraordinary character he has dressed up as?

☆, Young man, have you been raised a little crookedly?