Fifty-five meters.

This is the limit range that Bai Ze's spiritual power can currently extend.

In this area, he could know exactly what was going on around him—

"Ahem!"

Bai Ze quickly retracted his spiritual power, and his face turned red.

In the future, if you don't need to, it's better not to open it, otherwise there will always be a sense of guilt for peeping at others......

From "Introduction to Mage Control", what he gained was probably two aspects: one was the skillful control of spiritual power, such as "Mage's Hand" and "Spiritual Exploration", and the other was to form a spiritual link with others.

The second function has not been tried yet, and Bai Ze has no intention of experimenting with this small application in the real world.

The remaining five hundred points...... In view of Bai Ze's special teleportation method, Bai Ze did not plan to exchange for anything like consumables, but saved it first.

——

One in the middle.

Before the afternoon class, the school's commercial street was very popular.

In the bustling crowd, a little fat man struggled to squeeze.

Through the crowd, the little fat man Gao Fengkun finally got in front of a bookstore.

The stall was covered with all kinds of magazines, and Gao Fengkun saw at a glance the new "Reading Comics" this week.

"Boss!

"Okay, okay—" The boss beckoned, taking the money from each hand.

Nice！

The little fat man quickly slipped back to the classroom with Yueman in his arms, and Li Qiang came over to take the magazine.

"Go, go, let me read it first!"

The little fat man swept away Li Qiang's black hand and decisively threw the magazine into his desk.

"Together, together. Li Qiang smiled and said, "The next class is self-study." ”

"Uh-huh......" the little fat man pondered......

A few minutes passed.

"Reading Comics" was placed in the middle of the two desks in a grand manner, and the two open textbooks each pressed half of the magazine, and Li Qiang and Gao Fengkun put their heads together, and each pinched up one side to "cover up".

"Tsk. ”

"Why didn't there be a Heavenly King this week? Isn't it already off last week?"

"The old thief is a well-known pit king—"

"it!"

"it!"

Two voices came out at the same time, and Bai Luo in the back row frowned, stretched out his foot and kicked Li Qiang's stool.

Li Qiang turned around and apologized, turned around and lowered his voice and whispered to the fat man:

"How did the potato king open a new pit!"

"I didn't do any publicity before!"

...... Potato King?

Bai Luo pricked up his ears.

The little fat man's exclamation kept coming:

"It's worthy of being the king of potatoes! this style of painting, this line ......"

"Dump the other painters on the street. Li Qiang also sighed: "Since Spirited Away, many cartoonists have begun to learn his painting style, and in the end, the original version is still the most beautiful." ”

Bai Ze's identity as the "Potato King" was not exposed, because neither of them knew that the cartoon they were amazed at was from Bai Ze.

But Bai Luo, who pricked up his ears in the back row, sniffed his little nose and secretly wrote it down.

After class, buy a magazine and read it......

She lowered her head and refocused her thoughts on the question.

Suddenly, a leather shoe appeared in the corner of his eye.

Bai Luo raised his head and saw the head teacher standing quietly on Li Qiang's right back, with an unfathomable smile on his face......

——

Why did Potato King start a comic book series again?

It all started on the seventh day after Bai Ze's second return.

In seven days, after the excitement of becoming a "mage" passed, Bai Ze found that his thinking ability had been greatly increased!

It's not about intelligence, it's about calculation.

When he thinks about things, his mind can be concentrated very quickly, he becomes very focused, and - the brain is very fast!

As a result, he accidentally finished writing all the scripts about the plot of the Mirror House.

The word count was streamlined, and after the update was just after the next task, Bai Ze saved the manuscript in the writer's background and published it regularly.

Then he started to panic, and he decided it was time to open the pit.

Bai Ze found the magazine "Reading Man", and then began to serialize "Qin Shi Mingyue's Hundred Steps Flying Sword" without warning.

Surprised?

Hey, hey, hey.

In Spirited Away, a large number of readers were pleasantly surprised!

"Whoa, whoa, the king of potatoes has opened a pit! Finally, I don't have to eat potatoes tonight!"

"Weekly serialization! I don't feel like it's enough!"

"It would be nice if I just issued a single book...... I feel like I'm going through a painful period again......"

"It's unbearable to talk twice a week!"

Seeing such remarks, Bai Ze smiled slightly.

Since it's unbearable to have two words a week, it's good to update two words in half a month!

——

Time flies.

Bai Ze solemnly adjusted his facial expression and ...... solemnly Lie in bed.

Midnight sharp.

The next random plot world will open the door to him -

An icy mechanical voice rang in his ears:

"Space-time teleportation is about to begin—"

"Randomly searching the main god space-"

"Search complete, locating—"

"The target High Lord God, number 103, has a development degree of 31%, and has fought a war with the Crescent Federation. ”

"Locating the plane—"

"Plane positioning complete—"

"Forced hibernation is about to happen—"

"Forced hibernation failed, start - teleport!"

Fail?

Before Bai Ze could think about what this sentence meant, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Magnificent and strange that cannot be described in words, he shuttles through the communication between time and space and the galaxy, observing the universe with a pure spiritual body.

Observation...... It's a yarn......

Bai Ze felt like he had been on a pirate ship for a year!

The violent feeling of dizziness and weightlessness hit him like a wave, making him feel sad and want to vomit in his mental state.

"It's so cool—"

The little obedient voice echoed in Bai Ze's mind for a long time.

"Cool your size!" Bai Ze gave the little boy a ban with his thoughts.

However, a moment later, the little obedient and timid voice sounded:

"In the process of time and space teleportation, you and the system are temporarily separated, so ......" Xiao Cheng's tone changed, and he was extremely happy: "The silence is invalid! ha!"

……

Bai Ze: "Don't you think about the results after you go back?"

Little girl: "Σ(°△°|||) ︴。 ”

——

In the dark room, Bai Ze was sleeping soundly.

What he didn't know was what was happening these days—

News headlines on the evening of May 16: "A Qigong Master of India Declares a Breakthrough in Mental Power, Raising a Coin in Public Mind";

Penguin News on May 18: "A man in SC said that he had opened the second pulse of the governor and was infinitely powerful";

In the United States, this kind of big and small news is constantly being reported.

Countless large and small events that were forcibly suppressed could no longer be suppressed, and they surfaced on the Internet one after another, as if within a month, the supernatural forces around the world quietly raised their heads.

——

Wudang Mountain.

The drooping old Taoist priest lowered his eyebrows and meditated, and suddenly sighed:

"It's really growing. ”

The disciple next to him was puzzled and was about to ask for teaching, but Lao Dao suddenly stood up.

"Master, slow down!"

Lao Dao waved his hand, walked vigorously, and pushed open the door of the grass house.

Because he doesn't like the incense, this is the place where he cultivated in his later years, looking from here, but the moon and stars are scarce, and the mountains and fields are lush -

Lao Dao looked into the distance, and the two disciples standing behind him asked respectfully, "Master, are those tourists too noisy?"

Lao Dao shook his head, he wasn't looking at the tourists over there.

He looked at the sky.

The disciples looked at each other, not knowing why.

Lao Dao took two steps forward.

Suddenly, a wind arose, sweeping all around, and as he walked out of these few steps, the trees in the square circle grew rapidly.

The branches and leaves are luxuriant, there are faint insect chirps coming out, knowing that the smell of summer, drilling out of the soil to reproduce, and the wind is bleak, the branches and leaves are yellow, and the fallen leaves are falling to the ground, and the old Taoist eyes become dim, and finally take two steps and sit on the ground.

The two people behind him were shocked in their eyes, and they rushed forward to ask for advice.

Lao Tao put his finger in front of his mouth:

"Shhhh

"It's going to change. ”

The disciple raised his head and saw that the sky was pitch black, and the lonely moon was scattered, what was the difference?

Merely......

A piece of sparkling fell on his face, and he reached out to wipe it.

It's snow.

The wind was stronger, and even the tourists in the extreme distance began to howl.

In the night, there were gradually many elves, falling from the sky and floating in front of people.

Goose-feather snowflakes fall in the wind, and the plum blossoms planted next to the mountain bloom in unison, and the wind blows off a few petals and blows into the blizzard.

It's May, and the weather is like winter in the north.

The disciple looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, even in this dark night, he could already see the gray snow falling in the air, he tried to take two steps, and found that the ground had accumulated two inches of snow.

When he turned his head, Lao Dao had closed his eyes.

"Master!"