Zhou Wei looked at the empty box and felt very uncomfortable. How could this happen? How could he do such a thing?
"I'll go back and change my clothes too..."
Zhou Bing stood up and left without glancing at Zhou Wei. He was not an idiot, nor was he worthless. He also had his own ideas. It wasn't that someone insulted him, but he still laughed and stuck to it.
Zhou Wei was sitting alone in the box, feeling like he didn't have any friends. Why was this happening even though he was fine? I didn't do anything. Either he slapped himself, or he accidentally poured the drink on Zhou Bing's face.
Are you on your head? Why are you walking? You walked in such a hurry that you didn't even move the food. In such a large group of people, only Gong Anye was full.
Not only did he eat it, he also held it.
"Sir, would you like to continue serving the food?" the waiter asked cautiously.
Zhou Wei woke up from a trance, "Serving? What food is being served? Didn't you see that there was no one there? Are you still serving food?" Zhou Wei felt like a bunch of crows were flying in front of his eyes.
"Hey...Sir, you haven't paid the bill yet. Security, catch him..."
............
Lying in bed at night, he imagined making me a billionaire, making me a billionaire. But no matter what he thought, he was still the same. Didn't he say that I had become a first-level space superpower? How could you not see it?
What is the difference between coming out and ordinary people?
An Ye thought hard and couldn't figure it out. He asked Tianya about sexual intercourse, but he didn't know how to ask Baidu. If he checked, he would know why. After patting his head, An Ye happily went online.
.......
"Space Blade"
An Ye sat on the bed and used his powers vigorously, waving his right hand back and forth, but no matter how he waved it, his hand only turned a little whiter, and no energy was emitted from his hand.
"Huh" An Ye fell tiredly on the bed, "Is this the right thing to do? Why hasn't a single space blade been released in the past half day? Doesn't it say on the Internet that a level one superpower can issue 5 space blades? Ah? Damn it.
.Can you believe what is said on the Internet? They are not superpowers, how do they know they can send out 5? They were deceived..."
"Space Blade"
An Ye waved his hand again, and his right hand slowly turned white. The last arc of energy was emitted from An Ye's hand and hit the wall. A white mark about 5 centimeters long was left on the intact wall.
"Hey, did you finally succeed? Oh, but my body still feels really uncomfortable..."
An Ye saw that he had successfully wielded the space blade, and he was very happy, but the fatigue that followed was very uncomfortable. It was like a person feeling exhausted after using too much strength.
"This should mean there is no energy, right? But how to restore energy? Breathing in and out?"
Close your eyes, be calm, and feel the energy flowing slowly between your exhalations and inhalations. In the dark night, you can feel that there is a kind of airflow flowing through his body between his exhalations and inhalations, from head to toes, to his heart, and finally disappears in his body.
in the blood.
An Ye stayed like this for half an hour. When he felt that his whole body was full of power, he opened his eyes. "Why does the energy disappear in the blood instead of flowing to the Dantian? Doesn't it always exist in the Dantian in novels? Why is this happening? Ya
Yes, novels are harmful to people! They are not supernatural beings, so how do they know that they will all be in the Dantian in the end? They must be right."
"Now that I have special powers, I can say that I am no longer in the same world as ordinary people. What should I do? The protagonist in the novel is either a gangster or a one-sided character, but I am not competitive.
I don’t want others to know that I have powers, and I don’t like others to bother me. I just want to live with my family. Well, yes, my family. It shouldn’t be a problem to use my powers to make some money to improve the life at home, right? But what should I do?
?”
"I said: Ben, come here," An Ye said while pointing at the book. He had not forgotten the Great Hope Technique. Although he didn't know what the Great Hope Technique was yet, hope was. It was just a wish. An Ye felt that he was
His energy was draining away little by little, and he felt extremely happy as he watched the notebook come to him little by little. When he got it in his hand, he burst into laughter. Isn't this just taking something from a distance? This is simply stealing.
Enough essentials!
The experiment was successful.
"Give me a million, give me a million..." An Ye roared in his heart. With the Great Hope Technique, is getting rich still a problem?
"Ah? What do you mean? I said: Give me one million..." But no matter how the dark night roared, one million did not appear in front of him.
"I said: I want to watch girls take a shower..."
"I said: Give me a girl###..."
"I said, God! Please, give me ten yuan..."
"I said, take my money and donate it..." Suddenly, An Ye felt that the energy in his body was lost again. He touched his pocket, and An Ye fainted.
He doesn't have a penny left...
"It seems that the Great Hope Technique can be divided into good and bad. You can't do anything harmful to yourself." An Ye was so depressed that he wanted to die. If the Great Hope Technique didn't do things for him, he would just forget it. He even donated the only 5 yuan he had.
But he only has money! How can he spend this year without money? Friends at home invite him to drink, and he can make a big meal in the dark night without taking anything. No one in his generation says anything, but there is more than one person celebrating the New Year.
When someone invites him to drink, does he go empty-handed every time? Although it doesn't matter if he sleeps outside in the dark night, he feels like he can't do it at home.
Just because there are many friends outside, they are not as important as friends at home. Especially friends who played in the mud together when I was young.
"The palace minister is going to treat a guest the day after tomorrow. How about going there to earn some money tomorrow? Can I give it to my family? I can't bear to think about it. If I don't make any money outside for a year, it's fine. If I go home and ask for some money from my family... I can't do it even if I die.
.The disdainful look in the boss’s eyes is not fun. I want it for my second brother. I’m so embarrassed. What should I do?”
An Ye muttered, worrying about the day after tomorrow. For money, An Ye was thinking about whether he could sell the fruits and drinks he brought back today.
People who want money can't afford to be hurt...
"Tanghulu..."
“If you pass by, don’t miss it, authentic products are on sale...”
"I can't afford to be hurt. I really can't afford to be hurt. I miss you so much that I miss you so much. Does Yali have your conscience? The dog got lost..."
An Ye walked around alone on the street, thinking about how to make money. He hoped that magic could not solve bad things, and supernatural powers were useless. What An Ye wanted most now was to help someone do a small job for a day.
But the county where he is located is too small...
"Grandpa, grandpa, are you okay? Wake up, grandpa..."
I was thinking about what to do in the dark night and told the owner of a ramen restaurant that he was going to work as a temporary worker here for a day when I heard a smoky voice. Although the voice was anxious, it still sounded comfortable.
An Ye squeezed forward and saw a girl in her twenties helping an old man in his seventies to lie on the ground. The old man was obviously in shock.
If I can cure the old man, will that girl give me money? And judging from her dress, she obviously belongs to a wealthy family. She saved her grandfather's life, so there shouldn't be any problem in giving her some money, right? Let's talk about it.
The hospital still has to spend money.
"Please, I'm a doctor..."
Chinese people love to watch the excitement. Even if they don’t have anything to do and they can’t help, they still want to watch.
"Are you a doctor? Please help me see my grandpa."
When the girl heard someone say that she was a doctor, she was like a drowning man grabbing the life-saving straw and holding on to Dark Night's arm.
"Let me go first and let me see how your grandpa is doing."
The girl let go of the dark night with her eyes open. At the same time, she was also wondering whether the doctor wearing a mask in front of her could cure her grandfather's disease. Even if he couldn't cure her grandfather's disease, she could still wake him up. If he could make his grandfather wake up, he would definitely repay the favor.
he.
An Ye looked at the old man lying on the ground. What he relied on was the Great Hope Spell, but whether the Great Hope Spell could save the old man An Ye was not sure. There must be times when the Great Hope Spell wouldn't work, right? If it didn't work every time
He had long since become a millionaire and abandoned his virginity hat.
"Huh" An Ye took a deep breath and suppressed his nervousness. Whether he would be embarrassed tomorrow would depend on whether he could succeed this time.
"I said..." An Ye felt the energy in his body flowing rapidly. "I said, get better."
After saying this, a large amount of energy was being lost from the body, and the speed of loss was something An Ye had never encountered before. Last night, An Ye knew that the faster the energy was lost, the more difficult it was to handle. Sometimes the energy is lost and the matter is lost.
The matter is not finished yet.
People around only saw the doctor standing next to the old man, looking at him, and then said, "I said, get better." Some people were already wondering if he was mentally ill. Is this how doctors treat patients? If so, then
If the disease can be cured, then why do we need medicine doctors? All we need from others is to say, "Get better," and the disease will be cured. Who can't? Anyone can be a doctor?
"Beauty, I think he's just out of his mind. You'd better send this old man to the hospital as soon as possible."
"Yes, human life is at stake, this is no joke."
"He's just crazy. Is that how that doctor treats patients? Isn't this a joke?" .............
Listening to the words of the people around him, An Ye couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The energy in his body had been used up, but the old man still didn't wake up. It seemed that his level was too low and his energy was too little. An Ye had never doubted his powers. There were some things.
It's not something humans can do, but superpowers can, it just depends on the amount of energy.
"Look, look. Look, the old man is awake..."
A very ordinary sentence, but it caused the crowd around to make noises. How could they believe that one person saved someone with just one sentence? If not everyone saw the old man's condition with their own eyes, they would think it was filming.
.Who would believe it?
"Grandpa, are you okay?" When the old man is well, the happiest person is his granddaughter. As long as the old man is well, she doesn't care whether it's because of what others said.
"Yan'er, grandpa is fine. He feels much better than before. I just don't know if it's the doctor's fault?" The old man looked at the girl kindly, his eyes full of care.
"It's him..." Bai Yan pointed to the dark night and said, but she didn't know how to explain the treatment to her grandfather. Could it be that you told grandpa that he only said one sentence and you were cured?
"Thank you very much, little friend. My medical skills are very good. I wonder if you learned them from that senior teacher?"
During the day, I looked at the young man in front of me who was only about 20 years old. Although he was wearing a mask covering most of his face, you could still tell that he was very young.
"It's nothing, everyone asks for what they need." An Ye looked at the girl and said something that made people want to kill her, "Miss, I want money..."
