Chapter 5 Uncontrolled Golden Finger

Style: Romance Author: Fly a big planeWords: 2548Update Time: 24/01/18 09:09:10
It was a big bowl, a big solid bowl. Ma Teng didn't stop holding the spoon and poured all the soup into his stomach.

But it still feels a bit inadequate.

Looking at this big bowl, Ma Teng felt that even if he ate for one day in his previous life, he might not be able to eat this big bowl.

Yes, do you have such a big appetite? Then wouldn't he be destined to starve to death in the future?

No, no, you have to find the golden finger. You don’t have to have magical powers every second or the ability to check in tons of food every day. Just give yourself a lot of still space.

Ma Teng was closing his eyes in meditation.

Suddenly, a light lit up in his dark mind.

Then countless arcs of electricity appeared on his body and rushed toward his brain.

The only thing Ma Teng felt was the extreme pain, which was so painful that Ma Teng was about to suffocate, and he couldn't even faint even if he wanted to.

He watched the arc of electricity rush into his mind, and then Ma Teng's thoughts followed the arc into his mind.

In his dark mind, Ma Teng saw all the arcs converging towards the light spot.

With the addition of arc, the light spot becomes larger and larger.

Slowly, almost all the arcs rushed in. There were still two that didn't go in for some unknown reason and kept wandering around the circular aperture. Finally, they turned around and returned to the body.

this……

what's the situation.

Ma Teng's 38 years of experience are as useless as shit at this moment.

Even if there is no place for reference.

But when Ma Teng discovered that he could control the ball of light that was flat at the bottom and round at the top, he pulled himself out of ignorance and self-blame.

Zoom directly into the ball.

Ma Teng passed directly through the light ball barrier and came here.

here it is……

The ground is land?

This discovery made Ma Teng, who was already a bit shaken, already shaken.

Could this be my golden finger?

But that’s not right, right? Just now, I silently chanted for a space, and then the arc on my body created a space for myself.

Could it be that my golden finger is for making wishes?

But after looking at his little brother, he began to silently say, get bigger, get bigger.

The result was the same as the first time I performed it, it shook for a moment and nothing happened.

this……

Can you only make a wish once a day?

Ma Teng stopped fussing and thought about the whole process of making a wish. What he said in his heart at that time was: Don't care about magical powers every second, and don't care about the ability to sign in tons of food every day. Give yourself a lot of peace. Just space.

But why is there soil in my own space? Is there any space that is still? Whether I can go in myself, and whether I can collect living animals, are all unknown.

Then with the soil, can I farm by myself?

So he looked at the bowl he had put aside, thinking about the novels he had read, in which the objects could be collected by silent chanting.

I imitated the appearance in the novel and shouted in my heart to stop it.

Quack, quack, quack…

Ma Teng had a black line on his face, and he faintly felt a flock of crows flying over his head.

I wanted to put away a bowl, but everything in sight was put away.

He quickly closed his eyes and took a look at the space in his mind.

Sure enough, everything was floating in the air two meters above the ground in a very orderly manner, motionless.

Ma Teng said again.

Maybe Ma Teng's hand was raised a little too high, and there was a thermos on the table and stool, which fell to the ground with a clatter.

Fortunately, Ma Teng caught the fallen water bottle at the critical moment, otherwise it would have to fall to the ground.

The movement was scary enough.

Sure enough, within 20 seconds, nurse Xiaoru ran over, followed by three nurses.

"How are you."

Xiaoru saw Ma Teng holding the table and thought he had fallen.

"I'm fine. I got out of bed and walked around, but I fell. Thank you, I'm fine. Don't believe me? Then I'll walk again to show you."

After Ma Teng finished speaking, he shook his body and walked a few steps ahead like a dancing master.

He turned around and looked at the people with stupid expressions on their faces, "Whatever happens, I'll just say that I have no problem."

Xiaoru didn't care what Ma Teng said. If you were to walk a few more steps, the disc in your waist would probably be shaken out. So she grabbed his hand and winked at the three people behind her.

Several people worked together to lift Ma Teng onto the bed.

Ma Teng was about to refute something, but after Xiaoru and several others came into contact with him, Ma Teng clearly saw a line of bright red numbers on their heads.

Xiaoru’s is: 19/79.

The other three people, whom Ma Teng didn't recognize, also had numbers 24/67, 31/77, and 28/82 displayed on their heads respectively.

What's this? Could it be their lifespan?

Can you see their lifespan yourself? No, you have to try, what is this.

No, weren't there so many people when Dr. Wang came in the morning? I didn't see any of them.

But while Ma Teng was looking around, the three men let go, and the numbers Ma Teng saw disappeared instantly.

Nurse Xiaoru let go of Ma Teng's hand, and the number on her head also disappeared as if it didn't appear.

Does it mean that you have to touch it yourself to see it?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed Nurse Xiaoru's hand. Nurse Xiaoru immediately grabbed it and pressed it down.

"Until Dr. Wang comes back, you should stay in bed and don't go anywhere. Do you understand?" The girl pinched her waist fiercely and looked at Ma Teng.

Ma Teng saw the number instantly when the two people touched each other. After the two people separated, the number immediately disappeared without a trace, just like the mirror and the moon.

"Okay, I'm not going anywhere. By the way, little... that lesbian, are you 19?" Ma Teng asked, but he almost called her "young lady" when he opened his mouth. Fortunately, he responded quickly enough.

Ma Teng has done the experiment, and then he needs to verify his guesses, and then talk about other things. His golden finger is not smart at all, and there is no instruction manual for you, so you can only explore slowly by yourself.

"Why are you asking this? Tell you, I have a boyfriend. Don't think about it. I am 19 this year. I tell you because you are such a good boy. Lie down and don't run away. "

Ma Teng almost swore, just like Xiaoru said, lying motionless on the bed.

Several people saw Ma Teng lying down honestly.

All four people also walked out of the room.

But the question comes again, what if you can see the numbers? Do you want to have your fortune told? Just pick up a random person on the street and say how many years do you have left to live? In this way, instead of being called mentally ill, he would be beaten half to death, and then taken to the police and charged with being a feudal remnant. As an orphan of a martyr, he would have no shame in going to see his parents.

But then I remembered that both of my parents were dead, and the orphans of martyrs were very well-off these days.

What is this? Tianhu started the game. The superiors did not directly take care of his parents, which meant that he was the only one left in the family. That meant that no one would bother him no matter what he wanted to do.

Also, there are two iron plaques in the cabinet under my bed, or two.

If he didn't come out in the spring, he would be sorry for the two iron plaques Ma Teng's parents left him.

But thinking about it makes my teeth hurt. This stupid kid didn't show it to me before, but hid it instead.

If it were Ma Teng now, he would have hung it up long ago.

It would be great if he could go to university directly earlier, and then he would be in an administrative position.

There is a huge difference in treatment between worker positions and administrative positions.

Ma Teng couldn't think about it anymore. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. If the original Tianhu hadn't come halfway, this stupid boy would probably have confessed, and he would have had the rest of his life.

Forget it, little fool, rest in peace, I will let you live until tomorrow.