Ling Ping'an walked upstairs and took a shower.

Then look at the old clothes that are piled up again.

"We'll have to call the laundry service again tomorrow......" he shrugged.

Then he walked to the living room, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of energy drink from it, opened it and drank it with a clatter.

After his drink, he threw the can into the trash.

Then I looked in the fridge and there was not much drink left.

"I have to go to the supermarket tomorrow to shop......"

He sighed.

Shopping is his least favorite thing.

Not one of them.

But I had to do it.

Because, without drinks, life will lack a lot of fun.

Especially the fat house happy water, it is really delicious!

And the longer you leave it, the better it tastes!

Therefore, every time he shopped, he bought it by the box, and one purchase was seven or eight boxes, enough for him to drink for more than half a year.

Dressed in a bathrobe, he sat down on the couch.

Then I turned off my phone, clicked into the microbook, and glanced at it.

It's all news related to the college entrance examination.

This is normal, the college entrance examination of the Federal Empire is an exam that affects and radiates the whole world.

In addition to the domestic and overseas kingdoms, the Confederation Empire also set up a large number of examination rooms in other regions.

Talents from all over the world will participate in this exam.

Even if many people don't come to study in the Federal Empire, they don't mind taking the college entrance examination.

Because the college entrance examination scores of the Federal Empire are universal.

A person who has obtained a high score in the unified college entrance examination of the Federal Empire can attend the highest local university anywhere.

Just like those who took the national exams and then worked for a few years in the officialdom of the Federal Empire.

This is a gold-plated credential.

Ling Ping'an opened the penguin again.

In various penguin groups, they are also talking about the topic of the college entrance examination.

Especially in the author group, some authors in the Northern Zhou and Southern Zhou regions are excitedly broadcasting the local college entrance examination room.

A photo was posted.

The authors happily discussed the appearance of the school girls who were photographed.

I also started a leaderboard.

What are the top ten school flowers, the contemporary four beauties and the like.

Ling Ping'an looked at it and yawned, he really had no interest in participating in this topic.

So, he turned off his phone, walked to the bedroom, and lay down on the bed.

The young online writer began to think about it.

"All author groups are now playing with things......

"This is the perfect time for me to rise!"

He thought about the IDs he had just seen in the author group that were posting pictures of various college entrance examination girls.

The Eagle Eats Chickens, July New Flowers, Morning Star, Fog Outside the Country......

He felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

It's time to strike quickly and grab the new book list!

Well......

He decided, tomorrow to revise another day, the day after tomorrow to send the book!

This time, I didn't go through the editing, and I sent it directly.

He wants to use his strength to conquer the online text.

Thinking of this, he slowly fell asleep.

In the sweet dream, he felt himself slowly falling.

There were all sorts of strange sounds in my ears.

Zizizi......

Boom Boom Boom ......

Da Da ...... Da Da ......

Boo...... Boo......

The celestial bodies are singing.

Woowoo...... Woowoo......

One black hole after another slowly rotated.

The whole universe seems to be holding a chorus.

Ling Ping'an slowly opened his eyes, and he saw what was in front of him.

The blue planet, right in front of his eyes, looked beautiful, but also fragile, as if it would explode with a blow.

Beneath the atmosphere, countless mountains meander along, and countless water vapors drift with the wind.

In the mountains and rivers, there were countless voices.

"Burgundy has been dry for a month...... Do you want it to rain? ”

"The rice harvest in Kyoto is about to be harvested, do you want the rain to stop?"

"The temperature in the imperial capital has reached the threshold, do you want to cool down?"

Countless voices came from the rivers and lakes, the mountains and the cities.

Hearing this, Ling Ping'an's brain hurt.

At the same time, some memories come back.

He remembered.

"I'm dreaming about it again!" He smiled.

I remember the last time he had a similar dream, in which he seemed to have lowered the temperature of the poles by ten degrees, and raised the temperature of some deserts.

In the end, all requests were approved.

And now you're dreaming about it again?

It wasn't hard for him to understand why he had this weird dream.

Still, dreams.

It's normal to blame a little!

Who hasn't had a weird dream?

But the sound in my ears is too messy.

The mountains and rivers were anxiously sending requests.

It's like a drowning man who has grabbed a lifeline.

Ling Ping'an listened to those requests and looked at the planet in front of him.

He wanted to approve them all without hassle.

But, vaguely, he felt that if he did this, it might not be a good thing.

At this time, he felt some small bright spots.

These highlights, he seems to be directly contacted.

It seems that some power can be distributed to them?

So give it a try?

Ling Ping'an thought, and reached out and flicked it lightly on the blue planet in front of him.

He felt that he could directly instill his will into those bright spots.

So, he did.

It was natural, as if he would have done it.

Moreover, in the dream he felt very free, and all the ideas that had bound him before had been abandoned.

Driven by this feeling of freedom, he gently said to those points of light: "From today onwards, you will be responsible for helping me sort out the climate ...... nearby."

In a trance, he seemed to feel something.

Well......

Absolute power leads to absolute corruption.

But, why do I think so much about it in my dreams?

Not......

Dreams should also speak of benevolence and righteousness!

He asked himself.

This made him very happy, because he found that he was indeed a gentleman, and even in his dreams he did not forget the teachings of his ancestors and teachers.

So he gently reached out and began to pinch it.

One word after another, jumped out of his hand.

These are the rules, but also the system.

To be exact, it's Tianjo!

These rules and systems stipulate the principles of climate combing, as well as the principles of rainfall.

Global climate is a total amount.

There should be drought in that place, and rain in that place, both should come according to the local conditions.

Furthermore......

Ling Ping remembered another thing.

"I should find someone to supervise ......," he thought.

In this dream, he found that he seemed to understand many, many things.

is no longer like reality, a person who is completely indifferent to mathematics, physics and chemistry.

On the contrary, anything, he knows everything at a glance.

I just can't remember these things.

It's as if these things are insignificant and don't need to be cared for.

Because all of them, all of the underlying logic and rule architecture, are very simple things.

It's as simple as 1+1 equals 2.

Would a normal person care about such a simple question as 1+1 equals 2?

No!

And with this thought of him, he moved.

A figure appeared in front of him.

He prostrate down: "Master......"

"Go ahead!" Ling Ping'an waved his hand to him gently: "My will has been fully expressed in it!" ”

"Do what I want!"

"The order of this tiny planet should be protected!"

"Yes!" The shadow slowly faded away.

Ling Ping'an watched him disappear, and suddenly froze.

"What's going on?"

"How could I say those things?" He wondered.

But......

"It's really domineering to talk like this, it's so cool!" He thought.

One word determines the world, one word determines the world!

Real men, that's how they should be!

Pity......

Ling Ping'an shook his head: "I can only be so refreshed in my dreams......"

He knew very well that he was just a small citizen.

Of course, there are no taboos in dreams.

But in reality, it's better to abide by the law.

After all, Long Aotian was in the middle, and he was killed in reality.

Thinking about these things, Ling Ping began to feel tired.

He slowly closed his eyes and fell into the sweetest of dreams.

Boo...... Boo......

The music of the celestial bodies sounded again.

Woowoo...... Woowoo......

That's a black hole singing.

Click...... Click......

The pulsar was groaning.

In the chanting of the stars, in the chorus of the universe, he gradually forgot everything that had come before.

Caught in the deepest and most fragrant dream.

It's like this dream never happened.

Perhaps, the next time he has this dream, he will remember everything he is now.