Chapter 8: Jumping Pits

Qi Shan also packed her things and, smiling, said to Xuan Mo: "Mo Mo, I really wish we could be in the same class!" Without waiting for Xuan Mo's response, she gave her a big hug.

There is no concept of war, nor is there a concept of being a soldier, at least not in the mind of this girl

Many people, reluctant to part ways, approached the instructor to request contact information and take photos. Zhao Mo watched from a distance, showing no signs of reluctance. Few noticed her, but those who did found her to be quite aloof.

Xuan Mo was momentarily taken aback and could only respond with a sound of acknowledgment, which elicited a burst of laughter from Qi Shan: "You shouldn't always wear such a face and make such a silly expression... it's too adorable."

He did not show any particular expression, but his eyes were a bit red

Generally, a good high school will not have a wall separating it from another school. Naturally, being neighbors with a top-tier high school in the province, like No. 1 High School, means that it is adjacent to an ordinary high school that is not well-regarded in the city.

Xuan Mo nodded, stood up, and assumed a military posture

Oh, never mind, my parents are here to pick me up, I'm leaving!" With that, she skipped out happily.

Xuan Mo had long known that someone was coming this way, but did not realize it was looking for him. Turning his head to take a look, it was that person... the shooting enthusiast Tang Jingze

Oh, great, then I will wait for them at the school gate! Goodbye, everyone!" Tian Jingjing ran out excitedly

Alright, Commissar Li secretly sighed, sat in a military posture, and smiled as he asked, "Xuan Mo, have you ever thought about joining the army in the future?"

In fact, Xuan Mo did not know that in the eyes of every parent, a child who has been away for too long always appears to be thin when they return home

Xuan Mo's eyes lit up, and he looked at the picture book but did not speak

The union of two single-parent families, this is the condition of her home

Silly, the ink flows with sweat

Well

"By the way! How do you take care of your skin? It hasn't tanned at all, and it seems to be getting finer!" Qi Shan leaned in close to her face and said, "And I haven't seen you use any skincare products; I'm so jealous!"

The biological father passed away in a car accident when Xuan Mo was in the third grade of elementary school. He left behind a substantial fortune that he had built from scratch, all of which was bequeathed to the mother. The two lived comfortably for four years. When Xuan Mo was in the first year of junior high, the mother remarried the current father, a promising entrepreneur who had lost his wife during childbirth. He has a son who is two years older than Xuan Mo and is currently studying at the neighboring high school

Can I not lose weight? I've already dieted to the point of being skeletal. After more than ten days of military training, Xuan Mo finally managed to reshape her body using her integrated spiritual energy, achieving a form she was relatively satisfied with. However, as soon as Tian Jingjing saw her, she exclaimed that she had a devilish figure, and yet her mother was still not satisfied. What exactly does she want me to do?

Mo Mo! My parents are coming to pick me up later, what about you?

She can recall everything about Xuan Mo's parents, yet there are only memories, devoid of emotions

At this moment, among a long line of cars by the roadside, a red sedan honked several times. The car window rolled down, and a woman leaned out, removing her sunglasses to reveal a well-maintained, alluring face. She called out to Xuan Mo, "Sweetheart! What are you daydreaming about?"

With her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, she suddenly sensed that someone was approaching from outside the door. The footsteps were firm, suggesting it was an adult.

In Commissioner Li's view, or in the interpretation of picture books by today's children, most of them are unwilling to join the military. Some who do enlist are either unable to continue their studies or, similar to the desire to obtain additional diplomas like the CET-4 and CET-6 in college English, seek more pathways. However, he does not wish for Xuan Mo to be like this; a good seedling should have a better direction for cultivation.

Almost everything has been done, and I am proficient in several of them

What should she do now? She is only 15 years old, just starting her first year of high school, and there is still time. She is acutely aware that graduating from high school is a requirement set by the state. As for the path to university, it is a choice that can be made later. At that time, will she be able to explore the option of joining the military?

As more activated memories accumulate, the Earthlings, or rather the people of this nation and civilization, have come to understand the basic lifestyle and expected life journey. They attend kindergarten at the age of three or four, primary school from six to eight, junior high school from twelve to fourteen, high school from sixteen to eighteen, followed by university. After that, they either continue their studies or enter the workforce, then retire, and eventually pass away

At the farewell party and graduation ceremony in the afternoon, Xuan Mo's only task was to go up and receive an award. Due to her numerous projects, she did not participate in the mandatory choir for each class, and not wanting to stand alone, she simply took a leave of absence to lie in her dormitory, organizing her future plans in her mind

Xuan Mo has yet to experience just how inconvenient communication on Blue Star can be (for him), so he feels nothing special about it. He merely considers it another instance of the women of Blue Star acting irrationally, and can only pat Tian Jingjing on the head, saying: "You can come to m.hetushu.com to see them in the future"

Until she undertook this mission, one could say she was involved in diplomacy, espionage, and also served as a bodyguard

Upon returning to school, most people could not wait to go home. Once in the familiar environment, everyone forgot the myriad of reluctance experienced in the military camp and hurried back. The school granted them a three-day break, coinciding with the three-day holiday for the Mid-Autumn Festival. After this break, classes resumed, followed by a seven-day holiday for National Day.

Good baby ... . ... Xuan Mo trembled for a moment, but also remembered that this woman was the mother of the main character. She walked over and traced the family environment as indicated by this mother

I will return later

Everyone had packed their belongings the night before, and now they are going down to leave the military camp

"Anything is possible, Political Commissar"

The greater the desires, the larger the dark side

So be it, after high school, just three years, and then I can seek the lifestyle I desire

I want to join the military, said Xuan Mo without hesitation, but I do not know how to do so

Exit the school gate, turn right, walk to the intersection, and then, then ...? ... wait?

Only Li Fang remained to tidy up the items. After a while, she shouldered a large bag, softly said goodbye to Xuan Mo, and then left.

In a single sentence, Xuan Mo jumped into the fox's den by himself

As he gazed at the scenery along the street, the more he looked, the more memories were activated. Xuan Mo listened to his mother’s incessant chatter while sorting through the memories that were continuously being triggered.

The subsequent conversation was rather ordinary. Shortly after the political commissar left, the students returned from their meeting, most of them with red eyes as if they had been crying. Upon seeing Xuan Mo, Tian Jingjing suddenly rushed over, hugging Xuan Mo and crying out loudly: "Mo Mo! I can't bear to part with the instructor!"

Go back, have a good rest after dinner. Your brother is at odds with your father again. These two have been at it for over ten years and still haven't reconciled. Even if I had three heads and six arms, I wouldn't be able to help. Don't meddle in this, do you hear me

Xuan Mo actually did not remember how to go back, but she could activate her memories as she walked along the way, so she picked up her bag and slowly walked out

Xuan Mo has once again fallen into confusion

In the bedroom, there were thirty beds. After a long time of searching, Commissar Li finally spotted Xuan Mo, who was hiding in the innermost bed. Those bright eyes were vigilantly fixed on him. He smiled and knocked on the door, asking, "Xuan Mo, are you resting? May I come in?"

"Ahem, there is no need to be so formal." Commissioner Li sat down on the bed opposite Xuan Mo. He had intended to sit more casually, but after Xuan Mo's intervention, he had no choice but to sit up straight in military posture. God knows how long it has been since he sat this upright.

Xuan Mo contemplated for a moment; she was not familiar with the various military units of Blue Star. Even if she were to understand them, it would not matter to her. As a practitioner of mental power, she initially served as a support role in the team when she was a warrior, specifically responsible for reconnaissance and mental interference and attacks. Although the team did not particularly protect mental practitioners, due to the nature of her role, she was always positioned at the center or rear of the team, avoiding direct combat. Later, after her talent allowed her mental power to reach the level of a Marshal, she began her 'office' life, where she no longer needed to engage in minor skirmishes. She continued to focus on reconnaissance and mental interference and attacks. Although the team did not particularly protect mental practitioners, her role kept her at the center or rear of the team, avoiding direct combat. After her talent broke through to the Marshal level, she began her 'office' life, where she no longer needed to engage in minor skirmishes. In major wars, she directly operated the entire army's machinery and attack weapons from the command platform of a space battleship.

However, downstairs they are already calling for assembly

Wuwu! Tian Jingjing just kept crying

"No, not at all," Xuan Mo replied softly, "I will come again."

The level of understanding of civilization, as perceived by extraterrestrial beings measured in terms of planets, leads to the conclusion that the Blue Planet must be a world shrouded in countless darknesses

This is indeed a world that truly knows how to enjoy itself

"Do you not feel reluctant?" a voice, familiar to her, suddenly asked in her ear

This is the result of the fusion of intelligent colloids and mental power

At present, there are no wars to fight in the military, and the benefits are merely average. Most people join the military either to qualify for military academies or to transition directly into civil service for a stable job. However, many young individuals only realize how arduous military life can be once they actually enter the field. I know you are capable of enduring hardship, but I am curious about your thoughts on this matter

Thus

Oh? Which branch of the military do you wish to join?" Political Commissar Li secretly chuckled to himself

She has never considered the so-called parents; in her view, after birth, apart from the nurturing during childhood, the subsequent life is entirely a matter of personal decision-making. Generally, parents are too indifferent to decide their children's lives, and children do not have the right to demand that their parents arrange anything for them

Upon opening my eyes, I happened to see Comrade Li standing at the door, just about to knock.

"Is military training exhausting? I'm worried that your body can't handle it. If you get seriously ill, you'll still have to go to military training. You really..." Xuán Mò's mother expressed her concern, driving while inquiring about his well-being, glancing through the rearview mirror, "Oh dear, you haven't gotten darker, but you've lost weight!"

Xuan Mo remained unmoved, simply gazing earnestly at Commissioner Li. She felt that sitting in this posture was quite comfortable and completely unrestrained