Shi Neng Wu Wang

Yu Xingxing was so angry when he heard Mr. Mo said that he could meet his mother very conveniently.

Staring at Mo Lao, he thought to himself: Isn't it because you can "interstellar teleport"?

Still showing off here?

The two of them stared at each other, and Mo Lao looked at him with his small eyes. This posture obviously said:

"I do have a way, but I won't send you there directly, if you want to go, go by yourself.

And you have to learn all my strange magic, and finally I will teach you this 'interstellar teleportation'. "

"However, I just want to be a quiet scientist and have a group of babies with Sister Fang. This is my biggest dream."

Yu Xingxing screamed in his heart, "I don't want to be a savior, I don't want to be a supreme being! It's another dream of mine to see my mother."

"You have too many dreams. The most realistic way to do it now is: Hurry up and learn from me. If you delay, it will be too late."

"No, no,..., let me think again, let me think again, and I will answer you tomorrow." Yu Xingxing still resisted.

Mo Lao really wanted to force him to practice right away; but looking at his stubborn appearance, he knew that he would not practice well if he was forced, and he had to be very active and cooperate with the practice.

In the end, Elder Mo took a deep breath and glanced at Yu Xingxing: "I'll wait for your news tomorrow."

He left without looking back.

Yu Xingxing is not the original Yu Xingxing now, he is not that brat who promises and breaks appointments casually.

He has to think carefully, once he agrees, it will be a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire.

……

Yu Xingxing got up early the next morning. Their house is a two-story stacked villa with a small gym downstairs.

While the breakfast machine automatically made porridge, steamed dumplings, omelettes and other breakfast items, he went to the gym and did 15 minutes of running and equipment exercise.

The strong muscles are tightly attached to the bones, and there is no trace of fat on the whole body. After the exercise, the capillaries all over the body are opened, and dense beads of sweat are secreted.

The time energy beads obtained by winning the championship this time need to be absorbed.

He took out fifteen time energy beads and placed them on the table one by one.

Close your eyes and start meditating, and then absorb them one by one. He still can't absorb fifteen at a time.

After half an hour, it was all absorbed.

A new system prompt appears in the mind:
[Lianyu: Languages ​​connecting different worlds, brass level, increase by 1;

Jiayu: Enhance the striking power of the target, accompanied by shock retreat, increase by 1;

Dry sky: gold type attack, the material is metal, brass level, increase by 1;

Du Gong: Change the opponent's attitude, make the target respectful, brass level, increase by 1;

Ninja Stone: Body endurance and tolerance, brass level, increase by 1;

Huai Bi: Psychological attack power, make the target feel ashamed and painful, brass level, increase by 1;

Time energy increases by 5;]

He didn't get the wax technique either. It is said that he has to help people to improve himself. Yesterday, Sister Fang helped him, so he must not have improved himself.

Time energy has reached 5, as long as it reaches 10, it can be upgraded to level 2 of time grain.

I don't know if the coach will take them to the real "zipper library" today to gain anything.

After taking a shower, sit and eat breakfast while listening to the news.

He is always paying attention to the movements in the storage room. The last time he heard the news that the life forms inside were increasing, he wondered if it had something to do with the dark dimensional space that Mr. Mo mentioned.

I heard that Mo Lao's nemesis, Ling Gang, has recruited a large number of disciples and grandchildren. It can't be related to this, right?

Ling Hun is the devil of the dark dimension. He used to be domineering on the earth, but was trapped by Mo Lao with the "Time Sword Wire Hub", so he had to sign an agreement with Mo Lao not to invade the earth.

However, Ling Hun's coveting of the earth has not stopped for a moment, and he cannot attack outside. He thought of internal disintegration, and recruited a large number of heretics who are greedy for profit and vainly trying to live forever, and are ready to make a comeback anytime, anywhere.

Yu Xingxing knew all about these things, so he paid attention to them as a piece of news. He never thought that these heretics and Ling Gang would have anything to do with him, and he didn't want to have such a relationship.

Intramural competitions are confrontation drills on the playground, and when the city-level competitions are above, it is the real training experience in the zipper library.

This is why the coach takes them to the zipper library.

……

Mao Linger jumped onto the table and watched him bite off the fried egg. The sticky yolk inside touched his lips, and he wiped it with a paper towel.

"Mao Ling'er, you don't need to eat, are you hungry?" Looking at Mao Ling'er's big watery eyes, Yu Xingxing couldn't help but want to tease it.

"I'm full." After a pause, Mao Ling'er continued to ask, "Is your little bag for Sister Fang?"

"Huh? Yes, I want to thank her for accepting it."

"Could it be that you did something bad with the small pocket?" Mao Ling'er's reasoning skill is still very good.

"How is it possible, how could I do something bad?" Yu Xingxing continued after taking a big bite of steamed stuffed bun and a mouthful of porridge, "It's just a little mistake, a little mistake, it's not a big deal."

"However, if you do this, both of you may be punished. Not only you will be punished, but Sister Fang will also be implicated."

"I hope the principal can let us go. The situation was too urgent at that time. You don't know. If I confessed to be there, I might not even be able to play in the following games."

"But you use this reason to blame Sister Fang for your mistakes? Are you still a man?"

"..." Yu Xingxing was stunned when he heard this.

"A man will never do this. If you are a man, you should admit your mistakes, be brave, and let a girl like Sister Fang bear the responsibility. What kind of man is he?" Mao Ling'er added.

A few words stunned Yu Xingxing, yesterday he still felt that Sister Fang was punished for him and escaped this disaster, and he was still complacent, but now Mao Linger's words are useless.

He lowered his head and stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon to conceal a trace of panic in his heart.

Mao Linger is right, absolutely right.

Sister Fang has blamed him since he was a child. Because of his stubbornness, he has done many wrong things. When asked by the teacher, Sister Fang often said that she did it. The teacher is not good at punishing such a good student as Sister Fang. By prevarication.

Yu Xingxing has always taken it for granted and didn't think it was inappropriate; but now, he will definitely not continue to do that.

"Mao Linger, I found that although you are a cat, you are still a male and female robot cat, but you are a very righteous cat, a very righteous cat, a very backbone cat, and a very moral cat ,I like."

After taking another sip of porridge, Yu Xingxing continued, "Today I will admit my mistake, I can't wrong Sister Fang. By the way, I want the little pocket back."

The latter sentence is the key point, especially when I heard Brother Zi's regretful tone last night, I can be sure that the pocket must be a big treasure.

In addition, he thought, anyway, the time energy beads that won the award have been absorbed, and the principal can't take them back; if it is really necessary, he can only see how to get more from him later, and then return them.

"It's right to admit your mistakes." Mao Ling'er was also afraid that he would always have a psychological burden, so it would be better to take it off like this and go into battle lightly.

"By the way, why do you think Mr. Mo is so persistent in wanting me to be his disciple? Is it because I'm more handsome than him?" Yu Xingxing changed the subject in a timely manner, and he couldn't always be criticized.

There were three black lines on Mao Ling'er's face.

"Tell me, why am I more handsome than him?" Yu Xingxing looked at Mao Linger with a smile on his face.

It's not over yet.

"I didn't expect that being handsome can have this benefit."

Mao Ling'er couldn't bear it anymore, seeing Yu Xingxing's self-indulgent expression, she really wanted to say: "It's better to look at yourself according to porridge."

"Maybe Mr. Mo has taken a fancy to your self-boasting ability."

"What's the matter with self-boasting? Boasting also costs money. You don't know how many people wanted to take pictures with me yesterday. Also, my number of fans suddenly increased, have you watched it on Weibo and videos?"

"Since you like the feeling of being surrounded so much, why didn't you agree to Mo Lao? After becoming a hero, wouldn't you be more admired by everyone?"

What Mao Ling'er said is a question, a very good question.

But, does he really want to be a hero?
He felt that Mr. Mo might as well give him a Rolex Master watch, which is more practical, at least this one can not only be shown off directly, but also sold for money.

The "Time Sword Wire Hub" and the magic cloak, if the owner does not establish a connection with them, they are just ordinary gems and cloaks in the eyes of others.

It is impossible to believe whoever you tell it to, and if you give it to others for free, you may not necessarily want it, let alone sell it for money.

"But becoming a hero is too hard, and it doesn't make any money." Yu Xingxing muttered.

What's the idea?
Do heroes still need money?
Does the hero still have time to spend money?
……

Mao Ling'er seemed to understand his mind: "You can't always think about money, although it is more important."

After Yu Xingxing's father disappeared, the state gave him a large amount of compensation, and it stands to reason that he would not have to worry about it in his life.

But he has developed a habit of analyzing the value and price of everything, and analyzing the ratio of investment to income.

If Mr. Mo knew about his weakness, he would probably be hooked immediately.

"If someone gives me 1 million, I can do whatever I want." Here it is again, daydream, the dream of always wanting to get rich.

"However, you still eat so much every day, sleep in such a big place, still wear a set of clothes, a pair of shoes, and ride a speeding car. You need so much money alone, don't you think it's too hot?"

"I've never seen so much money, so many zeros."

"Things outside the body will always return to zero."

"The zero I said doesn't mean the same as the zero you said."

"If a big devil gave you 10 billion yuan and took you as his apprentice, would you agree?"

Mao Linger, did you do it on purpose?Did you know you hit my sore spot?

"Your question is very good, I will think about it again."

"Think about it again? How about I give you 1000 billion? You can buy all the top Bauhinia villas in Wuhai City, are you willing?"

"Mao Ling'er, I know what you said is impossible, so I don't have to answer."

After speaking, he stood up, and the table immediately cleaned up the tableware automatically, sent it to the automatic dishwasher, and the chair returned to its place.

Yu Xingxing picked up his coat and hat, changed into his shoes, and set off.

"This child is still too lacking in love, and now he is desperately trying to make up for it with money; but, that is even more of a bottomless pit."

Mao Ling'er deduced this conclusion through a mental algorithm, and it shook its head.

Don't you know that Mao Ling'er's hypothetical choice later actually met Yu Xingxing.