It's been almost half an hour since Zhang Qin finished the daily text message porridge.

turned off the light, Wang Zhi, who was lying flat on the bed, was still in a fluctuating mood, and the other party's sentence "Wang Qi, to you, whether it is now or in the future, I ...... There will never be any reservations. It was like a magic sound that kept echoing in his mind.

What that means, of course, he understands.

Zhang Qin tonight is one step further than the last time she "flirted" with him through a courier note, and almost said to him directly, "I still love you".

Wang Qimeng was also "frightened".

The two of them in the past, although they also "flirted and scolded", most of them were jokes, you can take it seriously, or you can see it as an innocuous joke, which is very ambiguous.

But Zhang Qin's last sentence was not a joke at all, but told him in a solemn and very serious tone that she would never deceive or have reservations about him.

Wang Qi was both shocked and moved, and his heart was like being beaten hard by a sledgehammer.

Because even if it is Su Jingxian, who likes him very much, it is impossible for him not to deceive Su Jingxian at all, and he will not have no reservations about Su Jingxian, until now, his senior sister does not know the cold reality of his "death of both parents".

For a while, Wang Qi's thoughts were chaotic, and something was up and down in his body. He didn't know how to answer, he only knew that as long as he only said "YES" in the text message, he only "nodded", and he could immediately reap the love of a beautiful girl.

But at this time, Wang Qi felt that the mobile phone in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the familiar keyboard, which had worn out many letters, became difficult to press.

In the face of Zhang Qin's "pressing step by step", he found that he was both happy and distressed, and found that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to cope.

Just like Zhang Qin didn't want to lie to him, he didn't want to lie to a sincere girl.

But if you tell the truth, tell the other party that he is very rational now and knows that the two are unlikely, so the current positioning of the two is just "chatting friends", she is just a "tool" to pass the time and kill boredom, and he can't say it at all. Because this is too cruel for a girl who gives wholeheartedly.

In the end, Wang Qi neither "nodded" nor said "YES", but only replied "Thank you, Zhang Qin." It's not early, go to bed early, we have to go to work tomorrow. He turned it off.

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"I knew you would say that! What a guy who people love and hate, and are extremely annoying!" Looking at the short message that Wang Qi sent after a long time on the blue screen, he regretted it a little after saying that sentence that was already very explicit, and even trembled nervously while waiting for the other party's reply, Zhang Qin, who wanted to turn off the phone, finally relaxed, and touched her face with her hand, only to find that she didn't know when, she actually burst into tears.

She wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, turned off the lamp on the bedside table, slowly shrunk down, and lay flat on the bed. Her hands were still tightly holding the mobile phone that she had been chatting with Wang Qi for more than half an hour, recalling the text messages between the two that made her feel warm, shy, and funny, but in the end, it was still a disappointed text message, and she said in her heart, is she too eager?

"But, Wang Qi, I really can't control myself! I just like you, I love you! As I get in touch with you and get to know you better, my liking for you not only does not decrease at all, but keeps rising! I don't want to do this, I just want to go with the flow, I don't want to put too much pressure on you, but I just can't control myself...... In the dark, Zhang Qin, who was lying on the single bed in the dormitory, muttered to herself, holding her mobile phone hard, biting her lip hard, and the tears in her eyes couldn't stop rippling down.......

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It was already half past eleven in the evening. At this time on weekdays, Wang Qi had almost fallen asleep. The fatigue of the day caused him to fall asleep half an hour earlier than before work.

But today, Zhang Qin's words of "cutting through the heart" made him think wildly and couldn't sleep.

Wang Qi, who couldn't sleep, simply summoned the cube and began to artificially pressurize the cube.

All the physical parameters of the cube cannot be created out of nothing. Whether it is temperature or pressure, it needs to be brought in from the real world, and then recorded by the cube, and then it can "create something out of nothing", and automatically adjust the parameters of arbitrarily divided space in the cube according to his consciousness.

As long as the cube is recorded, any value from the highest value to the lowest value range can be set at will.

There are currently three main physical parameters in a cube: temperature, humidity, and pressure.

Among them, humidity is of little use to Wang Qi, and his main concern is temperature and pressure.

The temperature, the current maximum temperature of the cube is as high as 7652.4 °C, whether it is a murder or a molten object, it is completely sufficient. Now the most heat-resistant substance on the earth is probably graphite, but the melting point of graphite is only more than 3,000 degrees.

It can be said that as long as Wang Qi adjusts the parameters of the high-temperature chamber in the cube to 7652.4 °C, any object on the earth that does not exceed one cubic meter will be thrown into it, and it will be wiped out and directly vaporized.

With such a high temperature, he must also pay careful attention to the output range and output time when output, otherwise it is easy to burn his eyes and even directly blind.

As for low temperature, although it is only -5.8 °C at present, he does not do ultra-low temperature superconductivity experiments now, and there is no need to pursue anything like liquid nitrogen and liquid hydrogen for the time being.

Therefore, at present, Wang Qi can easily find a way to improve the parameters of the cube, and the only thing is pressure.

The pressure embodied in the cube is about 50 standard atmospheres. This is still Wang Qi used a broken plastic bag ant to move after getting the cube, and used consciousness to carry the air in the pocket five hundred times in a row, and it took an hour or two to barely pressurize the cube to 50 standard atmospheres, which was very hard.

Now, of course, Wang Qi doesn't have to work so hard.

He only needs to create a separate small space in the cube, then pressurize this small space, and then let the cube record, and then he can spread the pressure in this small space to the entire cube at will.

In the true sense of the word, "a small step for the individual, a big step for the whole!"

In the next half an hour, Wang Qi, who was sleeping on the bed, used a very ordinary transparent food bag, first lifted the two ears of the food bag, raised it in the air, filled it with air, and then tied the mouth of the bag, and silently said "enter" in his heart.

At the same time, the vanished air appeared in a space within the cube that was only a few hundred milliliters in size, but the pressure was adjusted to the highest pressure by Wang Qi.

As the bag of air entered, in the center of the cube, the bar-shaped icon representing pressure jumped a little, and the number below also changed, from 0Pa-5150132Pa to 0Pa-5250043Pa, almost an increase in standard atmosphere.

Then, Wang Qi reopened the plastic bag that had been pressed into a small ball, re-carried the two ears of the plastic bag, and raised it in the air, and the wilted plastic bag was immediately full of breath again. Wang Qi tightened the mouth of the bag again, and silently shouted "enter" in his heart.

He repeated this action 350 times in a row, until his hands were weak when he was tired, and the "barometer" in the center of the desktop became 0Pa-40400216Pa, which is 400 standard atmospheres, Wang Qi stopped with great relief.

The pressure of 400 atmospheres is almost the same as the pressure at which the gunpowder of a bullet explodes and pushes the projectile to do work.

With this pressure, Wang Qi can now make "ultra-high-pressure air guns" and "air bombs" that are comparable to real guns at any time.

Of course, in order to avoid the embarrassing picture of "the bomb dies first", the "air bomb" can not be considered at present, he can first consider the production of the "ultra-high pressure air gun", but he needs to change his thinking, from the previous high-pressure barrel directly out of the cube, "outside the cube acceleration", changed to a safer and more concealed "cube acceleration" - Let the projectile accelerate in the cube first, accelerate into a subsonic projectile or even a supersonic projectile, and then transfer the high-speed projectile directly to kill the target.

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