Shanglin No. 1 Middle School.

Loren in the classroom also entered a completely distracted state like the piglet beside him.

He has already walked out of the shock that Lin Yin was actually a great god...

Because there was another shock waiting! He found that the drone equipped with the tractor could be started alone!

After activation, it brings another extraordinary ability.

That is equivalent to an invisible eye!

It floated quietly from Loren and could move according to Loren's will. It first stayed on the ceiling of the classroom and looked down at everyone, and then, like a ghost, wandering around in every corner in the teacher's ethereal voice.

Every time it moves a certain distance, it will bring a very mild headache to Loren, but compared to the extraordinary ability of starting the tractor, the headache it brings is so gentle.

Loren tried to get it across the ceiling, and it was another new surprise!

It was just a little slower, and it penetrated through the ceiling to the classroom upstairs. It happened to be the class of an ancient man. The old man was telling the country what he scolded, and everyone was silent...

Loren continued to control it to travel upwards, and the numbness of a slight headache gradually became worse.

In another classroom, the teacher spoke earnestly: "... There is a person living in some songs, and some planes will make you worry about for the rest of your life. Please inject your creations in the future and inject your own efforts and emotions. Then their success will also be the sublimation of your life..."

The eyes continue to travel upwards...

In an administrative lounge, several staff members of No. 1 Middle School were talking.

"…In the afternoon, people from the Education Bureau are coming to inspect, but the principal is not back yet?"

"Ha, Ruan Tianyao is already furious there. He hopes that he can do anything beautifully during his time on duty, but he meets the lazy Xia Hui ascends to the post."

"But then again, Xia Hui is usually unreliable, but it seems that he has never tried it so unreliable, and he can't even get through the phone..."

“…”

As his eyes continued to travel up, Loren felt that the original numbness was turning into a sharp pain like a needle...

When it came to the rooftop of this teaching building and tried to ascend to the sky, the severe pain immediately reached the limit that Loren could endure!

Loren understood that according to his current mental strength, this is the limit distance of the "invisible eyes".

The further it is from itself, the more severe the pain it is. At the same time, like a tractor, it consumes its own mental power, but the degree of consumption is different.

After the invisible eyes returned, Loren looked around again, and then continued to think.

Why can beads of the tree-shaded beads be independent of the system and also bring independent capabilities?

Is it because of my blood relationship with her? Or is it because she is too strong?

Or is it because of the uniqueness of her abilities that can be passed on to me?

If it is the last reason, if other people's abilities grow to a certain level, can they pass on a small part of them to me?

Wait, what if the drone was originally a system that came with a mutant tractor? Just because the beads in the shade just happened to be there?

Or, because her ability is the best place to be there, she appears there...

It exists here, that is, it is reasonable.

Well, why is there a little philosophical flavor in it...

The pig beside him wandered back at this time. He felt that Loren's current wandering state was at the same level as him, so he couldn't help but communicate. He quickly outlined it on the table: "I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, my grandfather told me that the more handsome he was, the greater the responsibility he was!"

Loren responded casually: "It's a pity that he is so handsome, but he can't kiss his face..."

The piglet resonated with her extremely sympathy and couldn't help but continue to wander and imagine the sky.

Loren continued to think about what is the reason why the fog in the inner world is gradually dissipating?

What is the essence of the so-called upgrade?

Think from the perspective of others, if I were that capability architect, how would I develop such an upgrade system...

Upgrade conditions, is it necessary to collect seven beads or the total energy contained in all beads...

Is there any other factor in the color of the bead, besides the personal energy intensity of the bead and its life trajectory that affects the other party? Can a corresponding calculation formula be calculated between them?

Loren's fingers kept outlining, and small data models were continuously established, then merged, split, dispersed, and then reshaped, and repeated...

...

...

Research building, computer center.

Luna found that the number of students around her was gradually increasing, and even the nearby computers began to be seated, so she should be preparing for the plane observation course.

She silently closed the tutorial on the Jekare chaos algorithm and focused again on the review and research of the Reading story collection.

"In Reading's view of writing, readers can certainly choose authors, so why can't authors choose readers? For this reason, he lost a large number of potential readers, but he did not hesitate to..."

“…In Reading’s story system, fate is an important topic.”

"In Reading's early creative career, not forcing, not pleasing, not explaining, was his most important attitude; and in the middle of his creative career, because of the improvement of living conditions, he gradually became his catchphrase because of his gradual improvement in living conditions; in the later stage, he would criticize him for any disagreement, and then he would pk with readers..."

"In his later years, Reading proposed the famous Reader Blacklist Act, which means that the author can block readers, blacklist readers they hate, forbid them from reading their stories online, and forbid them from buying their own books... Anyway, they are forbidden to contact themselves in any channel! However, the proposal was rejected by the federal government..."

"Reeding continued to appeal for this, and the Investigation Association told him that most of the readers on his blacklist read pirated copies, and even if the bill was passed, you still couldn't escape them... Legend has it that it was from that day that Reading created the Book of Pain."

Luna recorded some selected views one by one, and the image of the defector Reading gradually became fuller.

...

...

Clean Plane Forest, Reading's Story Space World.

The expressions of the mercenaries were becoming extremely strange because their spiritual leader, the dwarf, put Wang Qinian on his knees, and sang children's songs gently on his face, shaking them gently, and were coaxing Wang Qinian to sleep...

The dwarf's collapsed voice and the incomplete tone singing style were a great harm to his ears. Wang Qinian could listen with an intoxicated look on his face, snuggling in the dwarf's arms, revealing an attached smile, making the picture full of incongruity.

Perhaps it was the strong protest from the book review barrage, Reading finally narrated: "Mom sang an ancient folk song, but Little Red Riding Hood couldn't sleep, she murmured..."

Wang Qinian murmured: "Mom, I want to listen to the story!"

The dwarf couldn't help but start saying: "It was a long time ago..."

The pictures in the story space gradually transformed, and the pictures of the dwarf and Wang Qinian were compressed to the bottom, while another story space suddenly bloomed and became the center of the story space, which was a beautiful lake.

The short narrator: "The story begins in the beautiful countryside..."

The mercenaries couldn't help but look at each other again. Is this the story in the story?!

Someone has already collapsed a little: "Have you found a way to escape? The longer we stay, the more dangerous we are in?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, before any of his companions could respond, he was pulled into the story space, turned into an ugly little duck, and suddenly swam into the story scene.

Everyone didn't even dare to look at each other. The moody Reading obviously had a special liking for the audience in their small area!

Only Linyin couldn't help laughing: "It's so interesting. Look, sometimes, making a duck is that simple!"

“…”

No one dares to respond.

The dwarf recognized his partner at the first time, and he could not help but narrate: "This duckling is big and ugly, but it is still beautiful when swimming. It swam to the farmhouse on the shore where a group of ducklings were playing..."

So, more than a dozen mercenaries and other natural audiences were pulled into the story space to play the role of ducklings.

This is no longer a story, but an accident!

In such a horrible accident, the mercenaries instinctively curled up and tried to make themselves less conspicuous. They were really worried that it would be their turn next.

Only Xu Nuo quickly posted another book review, and he analyzed in his heart: all the people who were pulled in had no comments before.

At the same time, he also noticed that Firefly was a little uneasy. He was striking secretly from time to time, obviously calculating the time in his own way. He should have something to do in reality, but it is also true that this cleaning task is likely to be seriously timed out.

And the story in Reading's story continues...

The short narrator: "The ugly duckling wants to play with her companions, but everyone resists it because it is so ugly..."

The ugly duckling was pecked by her companions and her neck hurt a little, but he couldn't help it. Under the guidance of the narrator, he still had to go to his companions, especially to the most beautiful little duck among them.

It seems that the ugly duckling is in a very embarrassing state.

Amid the sad music, the ducklings said: "You ugly monster, I hope the cat will catch you!"

Even the duck mother said, "I hope you go away!"

The dwarf's sensational narration: "The ducks pecked it, and even the chickens around him beat it, and even the maid who came to feed the chickens and ducks kicked it with her feet..."

The barrage outside exploded again:

The ugly duckling is so pitiful...

Will it change fate?

Bah, I have been treated like this by others, and I will move forward, and I will not die of licking my dog!

Is it like the protagonist? Or is it the author himself? It's really trash!

What era is it that I still have these heavy things and brainless things!

He even leaned over to others, and licking the dog would not die!
To be continued...