Chapter 9: Dream

Wang Qi is now in a semi-coma state. He feels like he is dreaming, but his brain can still be controlled by himself and has his own thoughts. But I just can't wake up, as if I'm being suppressed by something.

"Ah, ah, ah•••"

Wang Qi suddenly felt a radio wave coming from his brain, and the pain made Wang Qi moan in his sleep. However, in reality, Wang Qi was an extremely painful expression, and the corners of his mouth kept moving and there was no sound.

Hello, No. 4 experiment. Your code name is Vulp God, and now it transmits a star skill to you: Fire Fist.

Fire fist, free to produce flames on the palm of the hand, bursting out powerful energy.

First of all, fire is a very general concept, which basically contains two major elements: luminescence (photon production) and heat production (such as oxidation and nuclear reactions). That is to say, the creation of fire requires the production of plasma.

The so-called plasma state is a state of pure matter, which is the same as the solid, liquid and gaseous state. This is the state of the state of the gas under the extreme high temperature of about millions of degrees or under the strong collision of other particles. Plasma is a highly ionized gas.

In your memory chip, there is a memory of how to produce a strong magnetic field and ionizing gas. That is to say, when you want to release your power, the memory chip in the brain will work to help you produce a powerful magnetic field and ionizing gas. Then there is a flame.

The following are some tutorials for initially controlling the magnetic field generated by yourself. When you can freely control the magnetic field, your one-star skill fire fist can be played to the best.

"Ding Ding, Ding Ding••"

Wang Qi was woken up by the alarm clock on the table in his sleep. Wang Qi turned off the alarm clock with a tired face and continued to pull the quilt to continue to sleep.

"Hmm?"

The alarm clock was pressed for less than five seconds, and Wang Qi suddenly sat up.

"Last night? Is it a dream?

Wang Qi sat up straight, and his brain was a little dizzy at this time. However, the scene in last night's dream is still fresh. And some strange memories that had never been contacted and experienced before ran out.

"Fire Fist?"

Wang Qi recalled this term in his brain. Then a large period of memories emerged.

"Fire fist, one-star skill, when the body produces enough magnetic field and ionizes air flow, it will produce flames on the body. When the ability to control the magnetic field reaches the fire, it will produce flames in any part of the body that needs.

The fire fist concentrates the flame on the fist, and the energy is extremely large. At its peak, you can break a small mountain with one punch. Wang Qi's mouth was exaggeratedly wide at this time, enough to stuff a big duck egg.

"Control the magnetic field?"

Wang Qi still meditated on these strange memories that appeared overnight with a little doubt. Wang Qi closed his eyes and calmed down. The brain is replayed with the steps to generate and control the magnetic field.

Wang Qi tried step by step according to the steps in his memory. Suddenly, Wang Qi felt the changes inside his body again, and the feeling of dryness and heat surged into his heart again. Wang Qi looked at the compass on his watch and it had failed.

"It seems that I can really control the generation of magnetic fields."

Wang Qi muttered with excitement.

Then, Wang Qi tried to transfer the dry heat in his body. With the change of Wang Qi's mind, the feeling of dry heat slowly moved to Wang Qi's hands.

"Let's get up."

Wang Qi roared, and a flame suddenly ignited on his hands. The flame was about five centimeters high, completely covering Wang Qi's whole hands.

"Well, since you can't feel the temperature of the flame, is this flame really not warm?"

Wang Qi remembered that he had two fires before, but he did not burn himself. Now the flame is burning in my hand, but I still don't feel anything. Wang Qi slowly moved his right hand to a book on the table.

"Wala••••"

The moment the flame touched the book, the heavy book surged up.

"Damn it, it's a real flame."

Looking at the burning books, Wang Qi suddenly panicked. I'm ready to put my hand on the fire, but the flame in my hand is still burning.

"No, calm down and the flame will disappear."

Wang Qi suddenly remembered the way to dissipate the magnetic field and immediately sat quietly and dared not think about anything. In a moment, the flame in Wang Qi's hand disappeared. Wang Qi quickly reached out and grabbed the iron fan on the desk and quickly smashed the burning book.

"Son, what are you doing? Are you all right?"

Mother Tian Qing heard the movement in Wang Qi's door and rushed in.

"What flavor?"

As soon as Tian Qing entered the door, he quickly covered his nose and frowned at his son Wang Qi. Seeing that Wang Qi was sitting ** like nothing, he felt much more at ease.

"It's okay, Mom. I accidentally burned the book."

"You stinky boy, don't you have to play with fire? Be careful. Go out for dinner. You're going to be late for school.

Wang Qi trembled when he heard his mother's reminder. I hurriedly put on my school uniform and rushed out before I could eat.

"Dead boy, why did you run away without eating? Come back quickly..."

Tian Qing looked at Wang Qi, who was dressed and carried his schoolbag, rushed out of the door and shouted. But Wang Qi was not willing to turn back and disappeared from Tian Qing's sight after a while.

Wang Qi ran to the garage at the back door of the villa, quickly started the yellow Mercedes-Benz, and hurried to Xiaoke's home.

By the time Wang Qi came downstairs to Xiaoke's house, Xiaoke had already stood downstairs waiting for Wang Qi.

"Hmm, I was late to pick him up on the first day. If you don't want to come, just say it, and pretend to pick me up every day.

Xiao Ke has been waiting for Wang Qi at his door for half an hour. Seeing Wang Qi coming late, he pouted and complained. Wang Qi looked at the coquettish Xiaoke and liked it indescribably in his heart.

The former little Coco was not like this, it was completely another image of a strong woman. If Xiaoke appeared like this in front of the students of Class 3 of No. 1 Middle School in Kangdu. Those students will die of blood on the spot.

In the past, Xiaoke was extremely independent, domineering and stubborn. However, it seems that after Wang Qi gave Xiaoke a bank card and the admission card of Huashan Middle School last time, Xiaoke completely changed.

"However, this is good."

Wang Qi drove the car and felt happy.

"Wang Qi, what happened to you yesterday? Did you become a fireman?"

On the way, Xiao Ke suddenly asked.

"Well, I don't know. It's not a good thing. Forget it."

Wang Qi stammered. Wang Qi did not want to deceive Xiaoke or distrust Xiaoke. It's just that I don't know exactly what happened with the power that suddenly appeared. Therefore, before figuring out the situation, Wang Qi thinks it's better not to know.

"Oh, but those guys were really angry yesterday. I knew that I would hide at the school gate to bully my classmates and extort money. Especially that white-haired bitch. It's really annoying to dress up like a goblin and hide in your arms.

Speaking of the white-haired woman who was hugged by Wang Qi yesterday, the small and hot original shape was shown again.

Wang Qi looked at Xiaoke with concern and gently pressed one hand on her delicate little white hand. Xiaoke suddenly calmed down with a red circle on his face.

On the way to school, Wang Qi's hand was pressed on Xiaoke's hand, and the two were not talking. However, Wang Qi has been thinking about what Xiaoke said in his heart,

"Yes, these hoodlums go to school every day to bully and blackmail students, and the school's security guards can't take care of them. In the final analysis, we have to face them by ourselves. Then, the students in the school will unite and make a student escort or something. Presumably, they will not be afraid of these hoodlums.

Thinking, thinking about it, the corners of Wang Qi's mouth rose slightly.

In fact, today's freshmen come to school mainly to get books and arrange seats. Wang Qi parked the yellow Mercedes-Benz SLS in the school parking lot this time. Then, Xiaoke went to their own classes.

Wang Qi's vision has been 5.3 since he was a child. Even if he was addicted to online games for a while and lay at the computer table all day and night, his vision of 5.3 still exists without any impact.

Wang Qi walked into the classroom of Class 20 of Senior One and walked straight to the seat he sat yesterday. The podium is already full of textbooks of various colors.