Song Bi'an sat blankly on the side of the road, stunned for a long time.

He suddenly remembered the scene he saw in the morning. In the dormitory, Han Yue used a knife to cut and roast fire to abuse his left hand frantically.

Has Han Yue also awakened? Is his ability not afraid of pain? Or is his physical recovery ability particularly strong?

What's wrong with this world? Is the spiritual energy revived?

I just came out for self-study, why did I awaken my superpowers...

He clumsyly used his abilities, and a floor tiles in front of him floated up swayingly. This seemed to be a abilities such as mindfulness.

Now that you have determined the type of ability, you can start testing.

Song Bi'an played his academic nature as a top student, as serious and meticulous as studying a new course. He took out his notebook and began to record in detail.

From cigarette butts to paper scraps, dead branches to fallen leaves, from stones to canned bottles, first test the impact of the material of the object on its ability. Then, group tests are carried out according to the mass, volume and even color of the object.

While writing notes, he controlled the rise and fall of various objects and flew everywhere.

Song Bi'an breathed a sigh of relief and finally tested all the materials and items that could be found, and the test notes were filled with eighteen pages.

Only solids can be controlled for the time being...

Not affected by material, shape and color...

Only objects with a weight below 500 grams can be controlled...

The larger the volume, the more difficult the control is, which should be related to resistance...

Song Bi'an closed the notebook and was satisfied. Compared to gaining superpowers, understanding the characteristics of this superpower makes him feel more rewarding.

He saw the words "Pursuit of Purchase, Postgraduate Entrance Examination," written on the outer skin of his notebook.

His face changed drastically, and the good mood just now disappeared without a shadow.

"Will awakening my superpowers affect my postgraduate entrance examination?"

...

"What if someone suspects that I use superpowers to cheat?"

"What should I do if I get arrested for research?"

Song Bi'an was a little worried about gains and losses.

"I can't help me improve my grades. What's the use of this ability?"

...

At the same time, in a luxurious living room of 300 square meters.

Guan Xiaoyu was staring at a pile of scrap iron bicycles. She felt that everything that happened today was like a dream.

If it weren't for these two bicycles and the repairman, would he be dead today?

Mr. Guan walked in, "Xiao Yu, what are you doing?"

Guan Xiaoyu was interrupted by contemplation, her face suddenly turned red, she glared at her father, and changed the topic, "What word do you want to shout? Feather's feather, or rainy rain?"

The burly and heroic father Guan quickly explained softly, "Of course it's raining, it's raining."

Guan Xiaoyu turned her face, and the blush on her face had not yet dissipated. "How could she name the girl Guan Xiaoyu? I really don't know what you think!"

Guan's father repeatedly comforted him, and suddenly his eyes lit up, pointing at the bicycle that had become a pile of scrap iron, "Xiaoyu, are you a birthday gift for your father? It's so beautiful!"

"How did you know Dad likes tanks? That's great!"

"This is not a tank!" Guan Xiaoyu gave Guan's father a blank look.

But Guan’s father was very excited, “Why is it not a tank? Look at this turret, look at the tracks! This is a tank!”

He looked at Guan Xiaoyu, "My good daughter wants to give her dad a surprise, right? This is a model you made by yourself, right? OK, okay, I just pretend I don't know, I just pretend I didn't see it. Keep doing it and finish it!"

Guan Xiaoyu stressed word by word, "This is a bicycle! A bicycle!" She pushed her father's shoulder and wanted to push him out of the room.

But the living room of 300 square meters was too big, she was tired of pushing it, and the two of them were still in the living room.

Guan Xiaoyu's eyes were red, "What's the use of such a big house? He was so tired of walking, you go out!"

The smile on Guan’s father’s face could not be hidden, “Okay, okay, I heard from my daughter. You said it’s a bicycle or a bicycle, I’ll go out.”

He turned around and walked outside, giggling as he walked.

After walking for more than ten meters, he had not left the living room yet, he turned his head and said to Guan Xiaoyu: "Good daughter, after finishing this tank model, remember to paint it green! The color is so ugly now."

Guan Xiaoyu couldn't speak angrily, looking at his father's back as he left, and kept going until he disappeared at the end of the living room.

...

Mao Xiaofang jumped over the wall and left the school. Standing at the intersection, he was a little confused.

Where should I find Lao Han? Unlike Song Bi'an, Lao Han has a fixed daily activity area, either in the dormitory or in the study room. Lao Han has a wide range of hobbies, and different girls often invite him to participate in different activities.

If Han Yue had not beenhaved abnormally in the past two days, Mao Xiaofang and Gao Youhong would not have come out to find him because of worry.

Mao Xiaofang pondered for a moment and walked towards an Internet cafe.

"Let's go to the Internet cafe first, maybe Lao Han will play games there."

Mao Xiaofang came to the Internet cafe and found no trace of Han Yue.

He analyzed again that Lao Han is not in the Internet cafe now, but he might come here in a while. I can try to squat him here...

While waiting for Lao Han, you can practice fighting with real people first. When Xiao Gao comes over, he will definitely be able to conquer him with skillful skills and rich experience.

...

It's dawn.

On May 9, 1020, this is the third day after Han Yue traveled through time and became a Green-skinned Warlord.

Mao Xiaofang rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the Internet cafe. He was exhausted that night.

He thought it was quite easy to play games, but it was too tiring to communicate and type with others.

What he didn't understand was: the technology, awareness and experience he had accumulated for many years were perfectly used, so why were the other nine people still scolding him?

But the cunning and rough Mao Xiaofang would never be depressed for too long, and he quickly became happy again.

Yesterday, Gao Youhong failed to meet at the agreed place. What does this prove? This proves that he did not find Song Bi'an yesterday...

"Xiao Gao is so stupid. I don't know how to call me and ask. If he comes over, I won't have to be scolded by nine people."

Although I didn't find Han Yue, I played games all night long, and the best is right to judge, and the best is right to judge. Your Brother Mao will always be your Brother Mao...

After breakfast, Mao Xiaofang walked towards the dormitory swayingly.

At this time, he saw Han Yue.

Mao Xiaofang was very surprised, "Old Han! I finally found you!"

Han Yue looked confused, "When did you look for me?"

Mao Xiaofang coughed twice and covered up his embarrassment, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! I won again! Xiao Gao, Xiao Gao, it's your brother Mao, I will find someone first!"

He wanted to take out his cell phone immediately to call Gao Youhong and mock Xiao Gao for a while.

Mao Xiaofang suddenly let out a fierce laugh, and even forgot about showing off to Gao Youhong. He couldn't stand up straight, "Old Han, Lao Han! What kind of style are you doing? I didn't expect that our 405-one-flower Han Yue will be today..."

At this moment, Han Yue used a flat metal stick to make a shoulder pole, carrying a snakeskin woven bag in front and back. The bag was stained with oil and bulging, but it looked very heavy. What's even more excessive was that he even straddled the wheel of a tire on his shoulder.

These are the parts he bought from the scrap purchase station.
Chapter completed!