In the next few days, Sikong fell into a period of hard thinking about forgetting to sleep and eating, day and night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the morning, he takes classes in the second world, the last to go, the first to go.

With his head tilted, Sikong's eyes hidden in the mist were empty and blank, looking at the floor of the practice room in a daze.

Su Ming's teachings and students' discussions were blocked by him and left behind.

Slowly, someone noticed his abnormality, especially Su Ming called his name many times, but Sikong didn't notice it at all, still sitting on the ground, burying his head.

The students who got close even vaguely heard the chatter in Sikong's mouth: "One side of the frying pan can fry two fish at the same time, one fish needs to be fried on two sides, and it takes one minute to fry one side, so it will take at least a few minutes?" ”

"Haha, he's actually learning elementary school math problems?"

When the voice came out, all the students looked sideways and laughed, Qingqing even laughed, subconsciously covered her lips, and looked at Sikong's gaze, as if looking at an interesting toy.

"Silence!"

Su Ming scolded angrily, and suddenly, all the students fell silent.

Su Ming looked at Sikong, who was still distracted, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "Perhaps, I think too much......"

Sikong sat on the ground, looking self-defeating and decadent, and he kept talking to himself.

Bitan was a little worried about Sikong, and patted Sikong: "King Yue, what's wrong with you......"

Sikong subconsciously raised his head, Bitan was overjoyed, but saw Sikong bury his head and wander out of the world.

Originally, because of Sikong's demeanor of tearing the enemy yesterday, everyone paid some attention to him, but at this time, seeing that Sikong was depressed because of the blow, everyone chuckled in their hearts and stopped paying attention.

Sikong fell where he was, but they still had to move forward generously.

And in Sikong's mind, the knowledge of those junior high schools was gradually thorough, and he gradually digested it.

After all, it is the era of the big bang of science and technology, and even the knowledge of junior and primary schools is still full of traces of a large number of higher disciplines, and there are many places that involve the knowledge of universities.

Imperial students, there is still a mentor in school, but as a black man, Sikong can only teach himself, knocking on the side of the guide, comparing the scaly claws in the information base, and specializing in alone.

After figuring out the knowledge of junior high school, there is generally no confusion.

And the shy walk, the heart formula of the tiger and leopard thunder sound, and the human body running veins float in the bottom of the hollow heart.

He didn't deliberately practice, but seemed to be familiar with these two martial arts and improving his proficiency.

Just because, the more familiar he is, the more complete the Origin Eye's origin simulation becomes, allowing him to look down on the martial arts he has learned from the height of the originator of the martial arts.

In the afternoon, Sikong dismantled the machinery and assembled the parts under the plane tree in the courtyard, his fingers danced, and he didn't know how many screwdrivers he had worn.

The sound of crisp metal parts assembling in the courtyard is like a piece of metal music.

And the birdsong that came out at that time was like a duplex, making the always quiet courtyard uneasy for a moment.

Chattering Shuotou and the others watched this scene, and secretly labeled Sikong as a 'weirdo', but they didn't bother him, and went in and out lightly.

On the contrary, Twilight, who has always been indifferent, often stops, watching Sikong's movements, and occasionally points out the loopholes of Sikong's assembly machinery as if he had encountered the same kind.

Even, when the interest comes, Twilight Core will work with Sikong, ping-pong and tinkering with metal parts.

The two weirdos got together without any gaps, causing the chatterbox and others to look at each other.

At night, Sikong stands by the window, overlooking the starry sky, and with the breeze, his thoughts flutter.

Biological diet, contact area, practice speed......

All kinds of spiritual light flashed at once, and the fire of thinking collided.

"Crushing firewood into sawdust? My prototype of the superstring furnace is a superstring impingement box, so can I use the impingement box to hit the firewood? ”

"However, the superstring furnace can only identify world barriers and open dimensions, and I can't actively control ...... at all."

And so on until three days later.

When Sikong stood in front of the window again, holding a pen in his hand, and the wall next to him was covered with dense ideas and analytical equations.

He seems to have gone mad and vowed not to give up until he has achieved his goal.

Suddenly, Sikong, who was still meditating, felt that his breath was light, his spirit was as cool as water, and his brain, which was still a little swollen and painful, was also comfortable.

It's like swallowing a few ice cubes in the summer, and Sikong only feels that his mind, which is still tense, has become light and extremely relaxed.

After taking out the body scanner and dictating the type of self-test, a piece of data appeared.

Spiritual Domain: 6 . 1

Mental disorder: 1 %

A few days ago, Japan recovered to the spiritual domain value of 6, perhaps because of the meditation of Sikong in the past two days, there was more than 0 . 1 point, although it is small, but it comprehensively exceeds the peak of the one-dimensional micro-string level.

As for the degree of mental disorder, it remains the same.

But at this time, Sikong moved in his heart and picked up the last plate of biological meals that was placed on the table.

Served on a delicate blue-glazed porcelain plate, a puff-shaped pastry with fluffy holes and a golden crisp fluff decorated with 'Strawberry Vine' is a sight to behold.

Tearing off the insulation film, a stream of creamy sweetness and the fragrance of strawberries came into his nose, fragrant but not greasy, like tickling, teasing Sikong's vision and making him lick his lips subconsciously.

No matter what the effect of this biological diet is, just by its appearance, it is enough to arouse the coveting of foodies.

However, Sikong resisted the urge to swallow and activated the Eye of Origin.

Silky puffs, biological diet

Compendium of Origins: Origin of Medicinal Strains

Simulation Level: Fair

Origin Derivation: Changing the world

Note: Initially meet the spiritual requirements derived from the origin, waiting for further evolution

The medicinal properties that are commonly known are still not shown in the Eye of Origin.

But that 'changing the world' made Sikong's heart hot!

Just like the remarks of the Eye of Origin, it seems that because Sikong's spiritual domain value has broken through the boundary of the one-dimensional peak, the origin derivation has reached a level that can be initially evolved, and thus, it has given birth to a change of heaven and earth!

No, my previous spiritual domain value was as high as 12 points, why is there no origin derivation?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Sikong focused his attention on changing the world, and then, a stream of information poured into Sikong's heart.

"Bump!"

In his hand, the steel pen was pinched and exploded by Sikong, and the ink stained Sikong's hand black, and then slid down Sikong's fingertips.

Sikong endured his trembling muscles, his teeth clenched, his muscles raised, but he still let out an irrepressible laugh.

The laughter was as low as a night owl, and it was faint and faint in the wind, like the cry of a lonely ghost.

Derived from the origin, changed the world!

You can change the face of the origin, put a layer of camouflage on the object, change the world, and deceive all things!

"The Superstring Furnace can only hit the world barrier, and can only penetrate the dimension?"

A weird and stalkful smile hung on the corner of Sikong's mouth: "Then I'll put on a layer of camouflage for the biological diet and make it a world barrier!" ”