After dinner, Xiao Qiang walked out of the door with his schoolbag on his back and came back for more than an hour. He picked up the book "Riding Single in a Thousand Miles" from the underground of the sofa in the living room, then returned to the house, closed the door and said he was going to sleep.

This time my mother did not stop him. She kept tidying up in the small living room, putting on a folding wooden table, putting on a table lamp, making a pot of strong tea, putting on a stack of letter paper, and then consciously went back to the house and locking the door.

I guess my dad will have to fight at night too.

Xiao Qiang was not sure what was going on, but it could be seen from his father's nervous and serious expression that tonight is very important to him.

He was also so happy that he was not disturbed and did his own thing in the room.

Tonight is also very important to him, and this is the beginning of his goal of "no longer being with meat"!

Although it is not as transparent as the specific implementation process, there is one thing that is undoubtedly and urgently needed to be solved.

That means you have to have money.

Money is not omnipotent, but without money it is absolutely impossible.

This sentence will become one of the supreme truths no matter it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later.

As a general equivalent necessary for exchange, money can exchange far more than it can be seen on the surface.

Through direct or indirect means, money can be exchanged for reputation, status, power, and influence. He can use money as a bond to make thousands of people serve him, unite him, use money to get rid of trouble, and in extreme cases, he can even use money to kill people, kill people elegantly without blood!

Xiao Qiang did not inherit a large amount of money, and the only thing he could rely on was his superpowers, which he named as a reorganized superpower.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

Xiao Qiang must seize every second, master the superpowers skillfully, and tap every point of its potential.

He packed everything in the room and took out a few old books from his schoolbag. He bought it at a used book stall a few streets away just now. He didn't care about the content, but just wanted to make the thicker the better, stuff it into his schoolbag like a brick.

Reorganization is to use items in the mysterious space as reference objects, and strictly follow the arrangement of elements to recombine elements with the same attributes in the outside world. This is his basic understanding of using superpowers in the previous few times.

So far, the textbooks he has reorganized the most, and this time is no exception. He still aims to reorganize the books. Of course, he has to prepare some old books. He doesn't want to wait until tomorrow morning, but his mother grabbed his ear and asked why the books in the room have become like being gnawed by mice, and are damaged and ragged.

My parents haven't pursued the last time about the sofa pigment, and he will not take the initiative to leave his feet in the experiment, which will make his family suspicious.

Some time ago, he thought about it repeatedly and judged based on the situation of fainting after using superpowers twice, and guessed that the reason for fainting was because of excessive use of superpowers, which made the mental power unable to be loaded.

Just like the first time, he reorganized his schoolbag twice.

Considering the size of the schoolbag and how many things are contained in it, excluding the gaps where the textbooks are not placed, he estimated that the upper limit of the load can be thirty times thirty cubic centimeters.

In addition, he guessed that the amount of mental consumption was also related to the degree of elements contained in the original reference object. The more internal elements there were, such as a variety of alloy bodies, the greater the mental power consumed.

On the contrary, from the crisscrossing element arrangements seen during scanning, it can be inferred that the specific complexity of the object should not be the main one.

It is to use the most advanced technology to partially enlarge the items, and the interior is not absolutely smooth.

Therefore, after repeated consideration, Xiao Qiang believed that the mental power required to reorganize should be mainly positively correlated with the size of the reorganized object, and other factors must be there, but with the current level of using superpowers, it still cannot affect the body's load.

After checking the door, he turned off the lights. He calmly took a rest and first put the comic strip in his palm.

The size of the comic strip is smaller than that of the textbook. According to his theory, the mental loss is much smaller. This allows him to conduct several more recombination tests to experience the specific impact of recombination on the body, adapt to the superpowers as soon as possible, and understand the limitations of each use.

As soon as the thought moves, the comic strips disappear from the palm of your hand.

Xiao Qiang turned his attention to his chest and followed the unknown connection to explore the mysterious space.

The comic strips were not unexpectedly suspended quietly in the space, gathering together with the messy things they had collected in the past.

Unfortunately, it's just too messy, like a garbage concentration. There are not enough things to be included in the mysterious space now, and it is not very troublesome to find things. But it can be imagined that the number of items collected will expand sharply in the future. By then, finding restructuring targets will become a headache.

It would be great if it could be placed in different categories, just like the warehouse placing inventory...

A strange thing happened. While Xiao Qiang was thinking this way, the stable mysterious space, centered on the place where the items were stored, emitted waves of water patterns around. The items that were squeezed into a ball swayed and scattered around with this wave, but the direction of movement was not certain, and they were not collide with each other. It looked like they were in space, without gravity, and the two colliding items would fly far away.

Moreover, the impact force was not limited by the mass of the object. Xiao Qiang's schoolbag was flew away from Chisonev's button containing potassium cyanide pills, like a missile launched with all its might, disappearing from Xiao Qiang's sight in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Qiang's mind temporarily lost his mind.

What's going on?

The mysterious space has always been so stable, how could such a thing happen!

As his thinking spread, his consciousness also retreated from the mysterious space and cut off the connection with the mysterious space.

After a while, he came to his senses from the abnormality of space, sat on the bed, and replayed the changes just now in his mind.

Think about it, at first the space was still as empty and quiet as ever, and then suddenly there was a wave of fluctuations, without any signs before...

Wait, at that time, I was lamenting why I couldn’t move objects that entered the space and place them in different categories... Could it be...

Could it be that the wave was triggered by my consciousness?

Xiao Qiang suddenly became excited.

He used his superpowers many times, and he was in the position of a bystander, passively watching the mysterious space scan the reorganization target, reorganizing the same elements in the real space, and he had no room for intervention except to carry the corresponding mental load.

It's like a person who got a high-tech instrument and accidentally learned to start the switch. So every time the person uses this instrument, he can only carefully start the machine step by step, put the raw materials in, and then wait for the finished product to be delivered from the machine exit.

Now, he finally mastered the further operation method and could further explore the wonders of the mysterious space. Although he had only made an extremely slight step forward, he finally had a deeper understanding.

How could this not make him ecstatic!

I hope it's not my own random thoughts.

Xiao Qiang tried hard to calm down, concentrate again, explored his consciousness into the mysterious space, and looked for a schoolbag that he didn't know where to fly.

Fortunately, although the mysterious space is vast and vast, it is also under the exploration of his consciousness. Whenever he expands consciousness like a direction, the scope it expands is shocking, in the eyes of astronomers. If it is described in astronomical terms, every movement of consciousness is a transformation in light years.

Xiao Qiang still didn't know the size of the mysterious space. He had moved to the direction of the newspaper flying out more than ten times, and he didn't feel the feeling of touching the edge of the space at all, and he couldn't find his schoolbag.

There is nothing in the space, it is completely nothing, there is no starlight, nor does it have ray light sources such as aurora common in the universe.

But strangely, the space was covered with a layer of vague blood-red light, just like the blood-red vortex that Xiao Qiang saw when he died, and the range was the same as the space, boundless.

Perhaps this is some rule of the universe, representing the final destination of all living things, which can only be detected by dead creatures, while living creatures cannot see them.

I have died once.

This kind of thought came to Xiao Qiang's mind inexplicably.

Here, there is only dead silence, eternal dead silence!

Since there are no stars as reference objects, Xiao Qiang didn't know how terrifying the distance he transferred every time his consciousness was. The so-called ignorant is fearless. He was like this at this time. His consciousness kept shifting towards the direction of his schoolbag, and he thought about finding the schoolbag, but he had no consciousness and lost in space.

Finally, after the consciousness made dozens of jumps and moved, the consciousness explored an object, which was like an unseen particle of dust in the vast mysterious space, flying outward at an extremely fast speed.

This is Xiao Qiang's schoolbag. Its speed is the same as when it was bounced off at the beginning, without any reduction. It flew out in one direction. If Xiao Qiang's consciousness had not tracked it, I wonder if it would eventually fly out of this space if it kept flying like this...

Xiao Qiang's consciousness was attached to his schoolbag. For the time being, he had not thought about how to bring his schoolbag back.

He did not let his schoolbag fly down.

In this far-reaching and unpredictable space, distance is meaningless, and Xiao Qiang has only now remembered that in this place without reference objects such as Xinchen, there is no difference in all directions. Without the continuous movement of the schoolbag, he will soon lose his sense of direction.

After aiming in the opposite direction for a long time, he confirmed the complete overlap of the movement trajectory. Then, his consciousness issued an instruction to move in that direction on his schoolbag.

Without hesitation, the schoolbag flew directly into the direction where he issued the instructions.

There was no pause, turn around, start, accelerate, etc., as if the schoolbag was always flying in that direction, at a speed of lightning. The only difference was that the direction of the schoolbag had not changed at all. Just now, the schoolbag was in front and the schoolbag was dragged behind, and now the schoolbag was in front and the schoolbag was behind, which made Xiao Qiang, who was used to seeing the air resistance, made Xiao Qiang, who was facing the streamer back, felt a little uncomfortable.

However, this slight discomfort did not change Xiao Qiang's compliment.
Chapter completed!