Mo Xiaoyao never thought that her life might stop at the age of 24.

The old people like to say that the Benming year is a hurdle, and this year will not be too smooth. Mo Xiaoyao didn't believe it at first, but in the moment before her consciousness dissipated, she believed it.

I just don't know if this year will also be the birth year of the earth's old man.

3 minutes ago, at the moment when the sun set, the earth finally got tired of the parasites on her body who only knew what they wanted but did not know what to return.

At that time, Mo Xiaoyao had just got off work. She was stepping on high heels and felt a violent shaking under her feet. She subconsciously squatted down to keep steady, and then saw that the stone bricks on the sidewalk were cracked according to their original shapes.

People's exclamations came one after another, and the high-decibel cries and screams stimulated Mo Xiaoyao's eardrums. At this time, she stepped on two hexagonal stone bricks of different colors with her feet on the left and the right, and lowered her head to go. Looking down, the gray-brown soil has been opened by an unknown force, revealing a deep, invisible underground world.

For a moment, Mo Xiaoyao thought he had seen the core magma.

The screams in his ears were much less, and the noisy car horns stopped. Mo Xiaoyao was surprised, why he was so calm after such an incredible thing happened.

There is even a leisurely look at the torn atmosphere, looking up at the real universe with the filter removed, and at the cracked crust under his feet.

Mo Xiaoyao suddenly realized that her body has been torn apart, why is there no pain at all? Is it the last kindness given by Mother Earth?

After thinking for a while, but couldn't understand, Mo Xiaoyao felt like he was out of his body, attracted by the atmosphere that split the sky, the higher he floated, the wider his vision became.

She saw the solid ground under her feet disintegrate, and also saw the collapse of buildings that showed human civilization. The human who thought that he was standing at the top of the food chain either fell, or the expression on his face was mostly frozen in panic and dazed. at a loss.

Mo Xiaoyao felt that her brain was getting slower and slower, and it was even more difficult to gather any emotions. She was like an alien who stayed out of the matter, watching her home die indifferently.

Anyway, we're going to die, so that's not bad, and everyone can still be a companion on the road.

Weird thoughts came up, but they couldn't get rid of them. As if instinctively, Mo Xiaoyao looked up and looked around, trying to find out if there was someone of her kind who was in the same state as her.

Then, she saw a piece of shard like colorful glass floating in front of her eyes.

The shards are about the size of a palm, and they are irregular strips, like fragments that fell from a broken mirror, but they are only shining brightly, which is very eye-catching.

It was like a person who was greedy smelling the mellow wine, and like a drowning person who saw a life-saving straw. Involuntarily, Mo Xiaoyao reached out and grabbed the piece of debris that was floating in front of him.

The next second, she found herself standing on a flat avenue surrounded by heavy fog, her body returned to her position, her mind returned to the cage, and Mo Xiaoyao became the Mo Xiaoyao who dared to fight the world.

After taking a long breath, Mo Xiaoyao stabilized his mind and carefully observed the surrounding situation. She lowered her head and looked at it. Taking the place where she was standing as the center, at the position of about 3 steps, there was a circle composed of a black halo surrounding her.

Mo Xiaoyao tried to move a bit, and encountered no obstacles in the circle, but she was unable to step out of the black circle that was only higher than her feet.

This made Mo Xiaoyao feel a little uneasy, she changed direction and tried several times, only to confirm the setting that she couldn't go out in frustration.

Forget it, as long as she comes, she can't be trapped in the circle for a lifetime. Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyao began to look around again.

The ground is light orange, visually flat, and firm enough. There are seven solid white lines extending from near to far on the ground, dividing the entire road into eight long and narrow equal parts, which looks like a racing track.

About 20 meters away from Mo Xiaoyao's right hand side, there is a thick white line running horizontally. At the inner end of the line, 8 Arabic numerals, 18, are written from left to right on each narrow and long road.

It must be some kind of track.

Mo Xiaoyao guessed, and then looked to his left hand side, and saw that many people were standing in the same place and looking around. Like himself, there was a black halo circle under their feet, which restricted their activities. scope.

Among those people, some were alone like myself, and there were also two or three companions. The most exaggerated thing was that there were eight people standing in a circle, but the circle did not expand, and they could only squeeze awkwardly. Together, there were two people who looked a little more introverted, embarrassed to touch others, but they couldn't get back to their side, so they had to stretch out their tied hands into the air.

This seemed ridiculous, but Mo Xiaoyao was not in the mood to laugh. Before the gang noticed her gaze, she turned her head away. There was so much to observe here, and there was no need to waste it looking at creatures she had long been familiar with.

Even if it was her compatriot.

But the earth has been blown up, compatriots and so on, in theory, does it not exist?

Shaking his head gently, Mo Xiaoyao drove this strange thought out of his mind, just like she often raised her hand to drive away uninvited flies in summer, very natural.

She stood for maybe 5 minutes or maybe 10 minutes or more. The mobile phone in pocket has not turned on no matter how press it. don't know if it is out of power or is disturbed by some strange magnetic field.

The small lady’s mechanical watch on the wrist is still turning, but it is limited to the second hand. The minute and hour hands seem to be rusted on the dial. No matter how many times the second hand rotates, they remain motionless.

"My watch may be from the March Rabbit." Mo Xiaoyao muttered and sighed, she suddenly felt tired from standing. In the eyes of female colleagues, the pair of high-heeled shoes under her feet were almost the same as flat heels, but for Mo Xiaoyao, it was already her limit.

Squatting down without an image, Mo Xiaoyao rubbed his calf and glanced at the road again, and found that there was nothing to see, so he kept his squatting posture and turned his body in another direction.

That is, the direction of the fog on both sides of the road.

It was a kind of fog that was disturbing to look at. It was a bit like the special haze in northern winter, but it was much thicker than that, and even light could not penetrate it.

The black circle under his feet not only limited the range of people's movement, but also blocked all the sounds in the circle. Mo Xiaoyao slowly stood up and took two steps towards the fog. The high heels under his feet were stepping on the road of unknown material. , making a crisp "click" sound.

Mo Xiaoyao's voice of swallowing saliva was clearly identifiable in the fog that could not be seen through. She stared at the mist for a long time, and her whole body seemed to be sucked in. She knew that she should not continue to watch, but she couldn't move her eyes.

It's like that kind of morbid picture. know in mind that shouldn't continue to look at it, but eyes can't miss it.

Horrible infatuation.

What saved Mo Xiaoyao's spirit was a harsh whistle sound. She immediately turned back to her body and took a deep breath. She was afraid that she had lost control just now, and decided to never look at the mist again.

"Welcome all racers to the foggy track, the exciting round-the-island rally is about to begin"

After the flute, a mechanical voice narrated what should have been an enthusiastic opening remarks in an unwavering tone.

Mo Xiaoyao stood up straight and listened intently to the voices coming from somewhere in the air. There were also a few people in the black circle who acted just like her. More often, they looked around in panic, or kept opening and closing their mouths, and if anyone could read their lips, they could see that they were begging for mercy, questioning, and yelling meaningless.

The mechanical sound obviously couldn't hear these, or he didn't care when he heard it, because it almost immediately started to tell the next paragraph.

Glancing at the situation in the other circles, Mo Xiaoyao suddenly rejoiced that the black circle was soundproof, otherwise she might have missed important explanations because the surroundings were too noisy.

"Please get on your cars as soon as possible, and stand by after the starting line. The race will officially start in 3 minutes."

"The first three groups of racers who reach the finish line will receive the Champions and Asian Seasons Winners"

"The 410th group will receive the finalist award"

"The 1120th group will receive the consolation prize"

"The players after the 20th group will be completely obliterated"

"The 3-minute countdown starts, please cheer up all the competitors and try to rush forward"

"drop"

After the whistle, Mo Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, and many strange-shaped things appeared scattered within the starting line at the same time. At the same time, she found that the black circle of light under her feet was gone, and immediately tried to take a step, running to the refresh item closest to her position.

After seeing too many similar Mo Xiaoyao, he didn't dare to hesitate at all. The earth was blown up, and nothing could happen anyway. If she finds another place to stay, she doesn't mind going to an intermediary to rent a house.

Mo Xiaoyao thought very clearly that the rules of this competition mainly have two points, one is to grab the so-called "car", and the other is to reach the finish line as soon as possible and at least in the top 20, otherwise the competition will be meaningless.

And when she was bored, she calculated that the number of people in the aperture was far more than the number of 20, almost 200 or so. And the number of cars on the field is about 20.

Even if some are obviously large enough to accommodate 5 or 6 people, it is impossible to squeeze 200 people up.

Considering the consequences that she might get nothing if she chooses to go far, Mo Xiaoyao tried her best to rush over to the one closest to her, no matter what it was, getting into the car first would guarantee at least half of her safety.

Therefore, she was relieved when she used her heels as a price to get on the car with a single stride.

Then, she realized that there was no steering wheel in front of her, but a drum set, bass, guitar, keyboard and microphone.

Mo Xiaoyao ex, is it too late to go down and re-election now?

The author has something to say about recommending friends

The name of the article is me, like a farmer farming; the author Amu exam month;

The text is as follows

I, like a peasant,

I don't need money,

Also, Mody,

More, don't get the seeds.

This is the true portrayal of Su Zian's heart at the moment, and maybe add another "fuck".

Su Zian, the most promising major general in the empire, who was delayed due to a misjudgment, was sent to earth to farm and transform.

On the barren planet, apart from him and a few of his personal guards, there were not even birds. And the spaceship that sent them here also kicked the group down, then turned around and left.

Su Zian chased after him and scolded, "Fuck, leave the seeds and fertilizer for Lao Tzu!"

However, it is all in vain

As a former doctoral student of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences who has traveled through 30 years, Su Zian had to once again take out his huge golden fingers and make a fortune by farming