big!
huge!
The diameter of the gold mass in Yang Miao's brain far exceeded the average level of pilot students in the same period.
This diameter golden ball has traveled thousands of kilometers from north to south since the second physical transformation, and has seen countless people, but it has only been seen on Yang Miao.
"It's okay. High math is difficult at the beginning. Once you master the skills, it will be much easier. Looking at your posture, are you ready to leave?" Yang Miao nodded, rubbed his sore eyes, and asked as his head felt a little swollen and painful.
"Well, it's basically confirmed. We should leave tomorrow." Zhou Hai looked at Yang Miao quietly with his eyes and nodded.
Yang Miao was startled, sighed, closed the book, and said with some sadness: "Tomorrow, I didn't expect it to come so soon..."
"It's not a separation between life and death, there's nothing to be sad about." Seeing Yang Miao's expression, Zhou Hai couldn't help but smile and said, "I will come back to see you in the future."
Yang Miao had a serious face and a pair of piercing eyes. He stared at Zhou Hai and said in a serious voice: "The world is so big, we are separated from each other. The world is far apart. Brother, I hope you can go further and go higher."
bless!
Heartfelt blessings!
Yang Miao could only admire Zhou Hai, who was considered a close friend of life and death, and could only give him blessings in life.
What does skipping learning mean?
Zhou Hai will graduate at a faster speed and become an eagle guarding the blue sky.
And when Zhou Hai became the Blue Sky Eagle, he, Yang Miao, might still be immersed in books in the aviation school, fighting hard to get on the plane for the first time.
"Thanks."
Seeing Yang Miao in such a state, Zhou Hai was startled, his smile disappeared immediately, his back straightened, his face serious and solemn, he took a deep breath and nodded in thanks.
This was the first time Zhou Hai saw Yang Miao looking so solemn.
Yang Miao leaned against the wall: "Zhou Hai, what is your dream?"
"Flying, don't you also have this dream?" Zhou Hai said softly.
Yang Miao's eyes showed hope, and a smile appeared on his face: "No, my dream is the starry sky above my head. I want to be an astronaut, an astronaut who can go to heaven. For this dream, I almost died The family breaks up.”
"Break?" Zhou Hai was stunned and a little suspicious.
Family breakup?
He didn't expect that Yang Miao had this hidden story. Isn't this guy an ordinary person who only calls "salted fish" 666?
Seeing Zhou Hai's expression and eyes, Yang Miao couldn't help but laugh: "Do you really think I'm a salted fish?! After all, according to the Internet, I am a third-generation red, but I belong to the collateral line. It's nothing. The status and power are too high, my family is mainly in the army system, and they hope that I will join the army and join the special forces."
Zhou Hai became interested, a smile appeared on his face, and he pretended to listen to you bragging: "The experience was wonderful, and then what? Did you risk death, go on a hunger strike and shed tears, and finally the bitter end was rewarded?"
"Go away, do you think people in the family are idle? It's not that mysterious to threaten death with all the hardships." Yang Miao scolded with a smile: "The physical examination of pilots is very strict, and the family can't interfere. I convinced my parents that if the pilot If you fail the physical examination, you will go to the Army.”
Zhou Hai was a little disappointed. After thinking for a while, he continued to ask: "Are there any elders in your family, the kind of outsiders who practice internal strength and martial arts?"
"..."
Yang Miao showed an expression of 'Are you kidding me' and said angrily: "Wake up, this is a serious real society. There is only one thing similar to martial arts. The hard qigong practiced by armed police and army soldiers. To put it bluntly, It’s just anti-hit training.”
"What about the patriarch of your family? Is he a figure with three stars on his shoulders? He often appears on TV?" After hearing Yang Miao's words, Zhou Hai was still disappointed in his heart. He changed his mind and continued to ask: "Who is the whole family? Isn’t it inherited from the founding period?”
Yang Miao rolled her eyes, speaking high-spirited and full of fighting spirit: "Brother, are you really awake? The one with the highest military rank in my family...wait, this thing is confidential and cannot be said. Anyway, you can think that I am among the three generations of red people. I will definitely become an astronaut."
"Yeah, I believe it."
Zhou Hai smiled and said: "You are still very talented."
The content of the chat was confidential, so I didn’t go into too much detail.
"Talent? I still have this thing. If you give me some good advice, one day I will drive a fighter jet and drop bombs on the head of my direct line brother, and a tank-driving guy will cross my path, just like that."
Yang Miao smiled and imagined the bright days in the future: "Going forward, maybe I can fly a space fighter, drop bombs from orbit, look into the universe, and open up new territories for the country."
"..."
Looking at Yang Miao who had fallen into fantasy and couldn't extricate himself, Zhou Hai fell into silence with an expressionless face.
At this time, the familiar lights-out signal sounded outside the dormitory building. All dormitories in Dormitory Building No. 2 were powered off at the same time. Only the street lights in the corridor were powered and emitted white light.
Dormitory 502 fell into darkness.
Yang Miao, who was in a fantasy state and was about to speak, was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, took a hutch, lay on the bed, and covered himself with a warm and heavy mattress: "The time has come, go to sleep, Zhou Hai, Good night."
"Good night."
Zhou Hai said softly, looking through the darkness at the golden ball in Yang Miao's head.
The foundation of the golden group has been initially figured out, and the 95% probability is talent and wisdom.
The way the gold group exists is likely to be similar to the information memory that exists through some special mechanism.
Why only I can see it? This should be due to the second physical change.
"Let's try first to see if we can control the golden group."
Lying on the warm bed, with a hint of thinking in his eyes, Zhou Hai fell into thinking, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and felt the golden ball in his mind that was as big as a fist.
Feel it!
Through the white model wrapped in gold, Zhou Hai could clearly feel the presence of the gold, like a bright and twinkling star.
Since the discovery of the gold group, Zhou Hai has been in the observation stage and has not really conducted in-depth research on it.
manipulate!
The ability to manipulate the golden group is the basis for confirming the two concepts of deprivation and endowment.
"It's so beautiful. If the golden ball is my talent and wisdom, what does it contain? The knowledge I have learned since the first physical change, or the experience since birth? Can a part of the golden ball be separated? Woolen cloth?"
Zhou Hai felt the golden mass in his brain and thought silently: "Hmm... is this?!"
At this moment, as Zhou Hai's thoughts came out, the gold ball with a diameter of about 8 centimeters in the brain suddenly cracked and created a crack. Then, about one third of the gold ball separated.
In an instant, a sense of severe pain swept through my mind and impacted my whole body like a raging torrent.
