author he is neurotic

Once people are no longer idle, they will feel that life is very fulfilling.

For Dongfang Mu, writing some articles every day and then reading readers' messages, reading articles with the green network coins rewarded by him has taken up most of his time during the day, and often when he recovers, he has already It was two or three hours later.

Greennet currency can be exchanged for federal currency. With federal currency, he can go to the video website he frequents to recharge his membership and watch movies or TV that he once wanted to watch but could not.

In the Commonwealth, if a video uploaded to the Internet is reprinted, the network will automatically block it if it is not authorized. However, for works published by the author himself on the Internet, even if it is just a simple video of washing fruit, he can also set whether to charge or not. In terms of resources, the federation has a set of systems. Such a system greatly facilitates the life of the people of the federation, and also makes the network environment much better than that of the 21st century where Dongfang Mu is located.

It's just that such a management standard is very inconvenient for Dongfang Mu who is on the planet of mental illness.

In the Commonwealth, most of the materials, videos and other resources on the Internet are charged, and many are free, but not many are of good quality. Dongfangmu, who does not have a penny, naturally cannot access these charged resources.

Sometimes he can see some high-quality movie promotion videos, but if he misses the release time of the movie, he can only spend money to download or watch it on the optical computer.

There is no public TV on Psychic Planet, and Dongfang Mu can only watch a few free videos and news from the Federation on the Internet. He covets many movie promotions, but unfortunately he didn't have the money to watch them in the past.

Now that I have money, I can finally watch something else.

What he wants to watch most is the video released by the students of the highest mech school in the federation every year after the mecha competition.

The videos were published by Kanrowe Advanced Mecha School, with proceeds split equally between the school, the students competing in the videos, and their mentors.

Only the top [-] mecha competitions will have the opportunity to release videos.

And these videos are fatally attractive to people like Dongfang Mu who have never seen a mecha but are looking forward to it.

He took out part of the [-] green net coins rewarded by Green Net to exchange for federal coins, and then he clicked on the video that he had been coveting before but hadn't been able to.

This sitting is two hours.

If it wasn't for the growl in his stomach that brought him back to his senses, he might have kept on watching.

He didn't see it with his own eyes, but he can already feel the shock from the video. It would be great if he could watch a mecha with his own eyes, or try to operate it...

pity……

He looked around and sighed.

Unless God opened his eyes and told his father and father to come back tomorrow, he would probably have to stay here for a while.

He carefully put away the optical brain, and then left the small villa with a straight face.

It is very lively outside. This planet is not big, but there are not many people living on it, and the climate of this planet is pleasant. If it is not for the small size of the planet, I am afraid that it has been developed by the Federation to become a high-level civilized planet long ago. A group of "mentally problematic" people are here.

Dongfang Mu saw a familiar figure jumping on several wooden boards from a distance. He first went to get a bottle of nutritional supplements—the nutritional supplements for this week can be found everywhere, so that "patients" can find them when they are hungry. After all, these people are just mentally ill rather than unable to take care of themselves-then walked towards that figure.

"Jeffrey, what are you doing?" He drank the liquid that looked like boiled water, and then put the bottle on a bench. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a robot slowly walking towards this side. He knew it was for recycling. Empty bottles of nutritional supplements.

Jeffrey heard his voice, stopped jumping on the plank, and walked to Dongfang Mu.

"I'm listening to voices," he said.

Dongfang Mu smiled and waited for him to continue.

Jeffery looked very happy when he saw that Dongfangmu left without turning around. He turned around and returned to several wooden boards of different lengths that had been cracked due to his movements, and jumped up: "Listen, their voices are all no the same!"

It is indeed different, the degree of damage of each plank is different, and when Geoffrey falls from top to bottom, the force is also different, and the position he stepped on is also different...

Every time, there will be different voices.

It sounded very noisy, but Geoffrey laughed happily, as if these voices were rearranged and combined without Dongfang Mu's knowledge, and became a sound of nature.

Dongfang Mu suddenly remembered that after the age of six, he had never listened to the music of this world. It was not that there was no music on the Internet, but for so many years, he had subconsciously ignored it.

Now looking at Jeffrey's appearance, he suddenly wanted to listen to the music that his two fathers played for him at home when he was with him.

But even if such a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, he didn't disappear immediately, but stood where he was.

Geoffrey was fascinated by this sport, Dongfangmu thought about it, walked up to him and jumped up.

Unlike Geoffrey's haphazardness, his actions are intentional movements.

The duet played, and the smile in Geoffrey's eyes grew brighter.

Looking at Geoffrey like this, who can believe that this is a patient with mental problems?

"Let's try again tomorrow, shall we?" Geoffrey asked reluctantly when it was completely dark, probably tired.

Geoffrey has a strange habit. No matter how much he likes to play, he will never go out after dark. Even if the light of street lamps at night can make the surroundings look like daytime, he still won't step out of the room for half a day. step.

Right now, the sky is a little dark because of playing, and the moment the lights came on, Geoffrey realized that it was getting late.

Dongfang Mu saw the uneasiness in his eyes.

He once heard that some people are naturally afraid of the dark environment, but the light cannot replace the position of the sun in their hearts.

Dongfangmu nodded: "It's time to go to bed."

As soon as the words fell, Geoffrey disappeared without a trace.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the sun had completely disappeared over the horizon.

Dongfangmu wandered alone on the path.

He knew that there were surveillance cameras all around, so although there was no one around, he felt uncomfortable all over at this moment.

He lived in such an environment full of surveillance for nine years.

Nine years.

He knew what his grandpa was up to. A six-year-old child grew up among a group of mentally ill people. He didn't need to deliberately guide or deliberately frame him. That child would be influenced by the people around him and think their ideas were correct. , learn their behavior habits, and imitate their rules of doing things.

In the end, even if the child does not have any disease, but because his behavior is the same as that of mentally ill patients, no one will doubt the child's case.

If he didn't have the memory of his previous life, but was really a six-year-old child, he would probably be really "crazy" right now.

He always knew that his grandfather disapproved of his father's marriage with his father. Although same-sex marriage is a very normal thing in today's era, and offspring can also be cultivated with utensils, but for his grandfather, he always believed that his father's blood was not enough to match him. on the family.

He knew that what grandpa hit was the idea of ​​trying to destroy the marriage of the two fathers after driving him crazy.

But he was bound here, unable to contact his father, he didn't know what to do.

He was only six years old back then, and he didn't have very important friends. Even if he had, after nine years of blank childhood friendship, who would lend a helping hand when he asked for help?

Dongfangmu went back to his small villa in a state of irritability.

This is the only place where he is not being watched, the treatment he got by trying everything he could to get it back then.

Fortunately, he tried his best to fight for it, so he was able to get a short respite.

He clicked on his text aimlessly.

Some readers of this article have already started to spend monthly tickets and rewards. The article has not opened VIP yet, but he already has income. Another privilege of the lifelong author is that his income under the article is settled every seven days-others are once every half a month. You can apply to transfer money to your own account at any time, and there is no limit to the number of times per month.

Dongfang Mu pursed his lips as he looked at the tip he had received.

A crazy idea suddenly sprouted in his mind.

He stared at the background for a long time, his lips became cracked due to thirst, he didn't have the heart to drink water, but licked it with his tongue several times.

In the end, he finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and turned on the VIP for the still-serialized novel with less than [-] words.

Even if the right to open VIP is now in the author's hands, but a newcomer like him, without any foundation, and the style of the novel he writes is in the niche range, opening V at this time is actually a big loss.

But when a person's head is hot, it is easy to do impulsive things. This is the situation of Dongfang Mu now.

He only knew that he had a bold idea conceived in his head, and the premise of implementing this idea was money, a lot of money.

He needs money, and from now on, he needs to keep making money.

If he made as much money as he expected, maybe he could give it a go and see if he could get out.

He can choose to stay here and wait for his father and father to come back, but relying on others is always passive, and guessing maliciously, what if something happened to the two fathers or they will not come back after three to forty years?

Nine years have been such a torment for him, let alone decades.

In the current situation, he can only find a way to save himself, even if this method may not be successful.