"In the long river of history, it has been proved time and time again that man is the most unstable factor in this world..." The history

teacher in the classroom tirelessly repeated his opening statement countless times.

Some of the students below are sleeping, some are stealing snacks, some are picking out their noses....

The afternoon sun, which was not too warm, struggled through the leaves, through the window glass, and finally shone into the classroom.

However, everyone turned a blind eye to the gifts that came with great difficulty in this afternoon.

The history teacher's confession-style lecture as always made all the students tired of listening to it, and they would rather listen to the birds chirping outside the window than cooperate with this bad old man with a beard.

However, there was such a person in the classroom.

Dressed in a clean white shirt, with a moonlit and hasty hair, his eyes wide open, he stared intently at the historian on the podium.

Every word, even a frivolous tone word, was so crucial for this attentive little boy.

"Teacher." The little boy finally couldn't contain the excitement in his heart and raised his hand to call out to the historian who was immersed in his thoughts.

"Huh? Is it you again? Vegapunk! Say whatever you want. The

history teacher frowned when he saw the little boy raise his hand, and seemed to be perfunctory in his heart.

He didn't want to answer the boy's question named Vegapunk.

This kid's questions are always so tricky, it is simply impossible to pick up, I really suspect that he deliberately asked questions to make things difficult for the teacher, but every time he listened more carefully than everyone.

"Teacher, where are we coming from and where are we going?"

Vegapunk put his hand in his mouth and asked obsessively, the question had been fermenting in his heart for days, and he was eager to know the answer.

He himself made various inferences, but they were quickly overturned by him.

This is undoubtedly a very simple problem, and one of the most complex.

The historian put down the chalk in his hand and stared at Vegapunk, as if trying to find the cornerstone from this obsessive face that could carry the problem.

"Listen, Vegapunk! We come from the dust and finally go back to the dust. The historian did not forget to add sternly: "You are not allowed to ask such questions in the future!"

"But teacher, is this fatalistic statement a kind of contempt for life?"

Vegapunk was so immersed in his thoughts that he couldn't help himself, and couldn't listen to anything else.

"Where do you pick up the words, just take them to the classroom and use them, do you really know the true meaning of the three words fatalism?"

The historian spat as if he wanted to suppress his restless student ideologically.

"I just don't think the teacher said it right, there is no other meaning." Vegapunk apologized in his way.

Naively, he did not know such an apology, which was a great insult to some elderly historians.

"Vegapunk! You are so unspeakable that you dare to deny the teacher, do you think you already understand a lot? Tell you that those measurements of yours have not even reached one percent of the teacher's! The

historian trembled with anger, no longer caring about his dignity as a teacher.

The old, vague and solemn voice echoed in the classroom, bringing the other absent-minded students back to their senses.

"Huh? Is class over? So fast today.

The student who had just been woken up said in a daze.

"Shh, don't argue, that old man is angry."

"What's the situation?"

"It's not that Vegapunk guy is sick again!"

The students couldn't help but exchange ears, and the whole class became active in an instant.

"Quiet, quiet!" The historian looked serious and knocked on the table.

The students below stopped the commotion for a moment, but some slight whispers could still be heard.

Later, the historian pointed at Vegapunk, who was still naïve, like a nobody, and said angrily.

"You stand at the door for me, you are not allowed to come in and listen to today's class!"

Vegapunk was also very obedient, obediently left his seat and came to the classroom door, but he did not stand there, but went straight to the flower bed at the door, staring at the flowers fascinated.

"Teacher, Vegapunk is not standing in the doorway!" The students looked at Vegapunk's pitiful back, and when they saw that he was not standing in the doorway of the classroom, someone started a small report.

"Don't worry about him, he can do whatever he likes!" The historian did not even turn his head, and continued: "Don't break down your thoughts, let's continue the lesson." "

The classroom quickly returned to its usual dead silence.

Outside the classroom, Vegapunk seems to have discovered a new world.

"What a beautiful flower! It would be nice if she could laugh, but it's a pity that life has given her too little and too little.

Vegapunk whispered to himself, singing for the flowers in front of him as he spoke.

......

It is a long, thick island, and because it is in a cold zone, most days of snow and few days of sunshine.

But even so, it still can't resist the island's fame.

People here use knowledge and technology to fight the isolated cold, and they are not left behind in this fight against nature.

Among them, various scientific and technological geniuses have emerged one after another, bringing many possibilities for human survival.

Unique technology has also spread all over the world, affecting everyone in a profound way.

People call it Mechanical Island, an island of breath and emotion.

At this time, in an inconspicuous port, a young but not vigorous young man walked down from his tattered boat.

"Aha! Finally arrived at a small island with people! I've been spinning around the sea these days, and I'm about to vomit! The

young man scratched his head and complained mercilessly, while looking at everything around him with joy and curiosity.

The bright feeling around him made him a little cheerful, and the depressed mood that had been at sea for several days was instantly released.

"Oops! I can't help but want to have two drinks! "He got carried away as soon as he was proud.

"Hey! Little brother, you are coming to Mechanical Island for the first time, right?

Suddenly, a sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man greeted the young man warmly.

"That's right, the first time I set foot here in my life, it's really lively!" The young man crossed his hands at his waist, showing a splendid look like he wanted to embrace life.

"Oops! It was a blessing for you to meet me. The man looked at the young man proudly and confidently.

"What do you say?" The youth asked.

The sharp-billed monkey-cheeked man secretly took out an object from his body, and looked cautiously to the left and right, before he opened his mouth and said to the young man.

"Mechanical Island exclusive out-of-print detailed map, every road, every river, every toilet, are recorded in detail, with this map, you can be like a fish in water on Mechanical Island, unimpeded, no longer have to worry about not being able to figure out the east, west, south and north... Would you like a copy? "

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