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Tractor Practical Driving Manual Chapter 339 Bystanders

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    Fu Xiu, a person with the ability of "Special Expansion", fell into a deep sleep due to "Mohs Syndrome" seven years ago and continues to this day.

    A dream for seven years, the world has changed, Fu Ming struggled in the quagmire with blood and tears, still unwilling to give up the glimmer of hope in her hands, which allowed her life to continue to this day, and she has also transformed from a fifteen-year-old girl into a  The current look.

    Seven years

    Zhou Li couldn't imagine what happened to her.

    "It's a mutation."

    In the sunshine, Fu Xiu finally stopped crying, her excitement finally stabilized, and she replied.

    She wiped away her tears. Although she was slightly thin, her face was delicate and white, as transparent as a bubble in the dreamy sunshine, as illusory as a bubble.

    "My ability is out of control."

    ? She said.

    "Moh's syndrome" is a mutation that occurs when the balance between ability and ability is broken; that is to say, during the period of illness, ability has entered an uncontrollable state.

    The body is the carrier of the soul, the soul is the proof of the will, and the will controls the resonance from the soul and the body - the ability.

    And the embodiment of ability is the life mark.

    This is the perfect balance and cycle that has existed since the first ability user appeared. Once any party in this cycle is broken, the consequences will be unpredictable and bad situations.

    Body decay, soul fragmentation, fate pattern chaos, or ability distortion, each consequence is different and bad, but there is no doubt that each of them is worse than the last.

    Ye Lanzhi, who once used violent psychic powers to annihilate all those with 'Period' abilities on the high seas, has been hovering on the edge of 'Mohs Syndrome' for several years.  But he relied on his own split will to control his increasingly violent abilities.  Split himself in two and restrain the increasingly violent power within his control.

    Fu Xiu, however, did not have the same luck as Ye Lanzhi. The specific symptom of Mohs syndrome in Fu Xiu was the rapid evolution of her own abilities, which even began to erode her soul and body like cancer cells, making her soul and body harmonious.  The connection between the bodies was completely broken.

    From now on.  She could no longer feel her body.

    Even so, the consumption of mental power cannot stop the rapid evolution of abilities, which is like a derailed train.  From the initial stage of the first stage, it has now reached the peak of the third stage.

    And once there is no passion, it will be impossible to face the transformation that will occur when the fourth stage opens.  In other words, the moment she breaks through the fourth stage, she will enter an endless loop forever.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? One step further, is the end of the road, in other words the day of death.

    After seven years of hard work, Fu Xiu walked on the tightrope, with an abyss beneath her feet; until now, it was her limit.

    After listening to her explanation quietly, Zhou Li looked at the girl in front of him.  I just feel that complicated emotions are constantly emerging from my chest.

    After a long time, he showed a smile and murmured in a low voice: "No matter what, it's really great."

    "This is your dream?"

    Zhou Li looked around and reached out to touch the window next to him.  But wherever he could reach it, a layer of light water ripples appeared on the solid glass.

    Fu Xiu nodded slightly, the sunlight outside the window slowly dimmed, and then the lights in the room turned on: "In this case, it is more in line with the time outside, right?"

    "How do you know what's going on outside?"

    "My ability. I can feel it" Fu Xiu lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "As long as it is within the range of perception, you can feel it."

    Zhou Li thought for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I don't quite understand, but it's a really convenient ability."

    Fu Xiu hesitated for a moment, then raised his thin palm and gestured towards Zhou Li.  Zhou Li stretched out his palm and touched the girl's slightly cold fingertips.

    In an instant, countless images whizzed by, as if the vision was pulled into a fast-moving vortex in an instant. After covering the entire Zhonghai, it quickly shrank until finally, Zhou Li's eyes flashed and he reappeared in the ward.

    But, the situation looks so weird.

    Right in front of him, a young man with a familiar face stretched out his palm and touched the cheek of the sleeping girl on the hospital bed.

    Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Both he and the girl on the hospital bed seemed to have stopped and stopped moving. There was only the ticking sound of the second hand in the room.

    "Thisis me?" Zhou Li stood in front of the young man and looked at his face: "What's going on?"Son?  "

    "My ability is 'bystander'."

    Behind him, a girl's voice came.

    Turning around suddenly, Zhou Li didn't see the ethereal figure until now. It was like a phantom. The girl's body was translucent. When Zhou Li looked down at his hands, he realized that he was also like this.

    Being watched by Zhou Li, Fu Xiu lowered his head slightly shyly: "My abilities are communication and exploration, and this is one of its applications - 'soul perspective'."

    Zhou Li finally understood what was going on with the third-person viewing angle in those illusions of memory. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You just keep following me and looking at me?"

    He paused for a moment, unable to react, and looked blankly at Fu Xiu, who was slightly timid:

    "The coverage of your ability can actually extend from Zhonghai to Shangyang?!"

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    In the silent room, there was only the sound of ticking, and a dull thunder sounded in the black night sky outside the window. The arrival of the season of the Waking of Insects caused a light rain to start brewing in the clouds and was about to fall.

    Behind the simple desk, Chen Nanchao looked at the anxious middle-aged man behind the desk in silence without saying a word.

    The man in his thirties is slightly obese and may look friendly when he smiles, but now he is full of confusion and anger.  Pacing anxiously, he finally calmed down after a long time and turned to look at Chen Nanchao, who was sitting behind the table: "Decided?"

    Chen Nanchao nodded silently: "I'm sorry. I asked you, Fourth Uncle, to make this trip in vain."

    "It doesn't matter if I make this trip in vain, but what about your future?!" Chen Jingan slapped the table angrily and looked at Chen Nanchao behind the table: "Nanchao, your decision will make your father and family very disappointed. This  Have you ever thought about it?! Your father finally raised his head at home!"

    "I am naturally responsible for family matters, and I will do whatever I want to do. If the old man gets angry, please feel free to do so. As for my father"

    When he mentioned that person, the corners of Chen Nanchao's eyes raised slightly.  A trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes: "He has been a coward for half his life, so he should be used to it."

    "Okay, okay. Good! You are indeed my third nephew."

    Chen Jingan's face was ashen and he whispered: "If you want to break away from the family, then pretend that there is no such person in the Chen family in the future! How much effort and connections have been spent by the family to make you become the director, and you can't believe it.  Just throw it away. He is really a good son taught by the third brother!"

    Chen Nanchao's expression remained indifferent, but he nodded slightly: "This is the best."

    As he spoke, he stood up, took off the black windbreaker from the hanger beside him, and looked up at the gloomy night outside the window.  He took out another umbrella from the drawer.

    "It's getting late. I have to go on duty tonight, so I won't entertain you anymore." Chen Nanchao slowly put on his coat and raised his umbrella: "It's going to rain. If my fourth uncle wants to go back to the hotel, he should do it early.  goodbye."

    After saying that, he picked up his umbrella and walked out of his office. Just outside the headquarters building, a dark car drove silently and stopped in front of him.

    Chen Nanchao finally turned around.  He looked at the livid-looking man in front of his office window, turned around, sat in the car, and whispered, "Let's go."

    The dark car disappeared silently in the night, but Chen Jingan's face in the office became increasingly ugly. After a long time, he angrily smashed the ashtray on the table to the ground and roared angrily: "Idiots! They are all a bunch of idiots!"

    After breathing for a moment, he pushed aside the confused secretary outside the door, walked out of the headquarters, and took the phone from the subordinate next to him.

    "Hey, Dad, it's me. Nan Chao Yes, he still refuses to nod. He also said that he is just a person in the Chen family have he given up? Then we have invested and lost so much for so long I understand.  Yes, I will contact them."

    Chen Jingan returned to his car, and after hanging up the phone, he smoked a cigarette in silence.

    A moment later, a thunder flashed, drizzle fell from the sky, and fine rainwater splashed between the sky and the earth. Chen Jingan looked up at the dark sky, threw away the burned cigarette in his hand, and murmured in a low voice: "The sky is going to change.  ah¡­¡­"

    After hesitating for a moment, he finally took a deep breath and dialed the phone number.

    "Hello? Qu Qingyang?Yes, we agree to all your conditions"

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    At 9:45 in the evening, a drizzle came, and in the thinAmidst the reply, Zhou Li, who was almost soaked through, pushed the door open and entered.

    In the lobby of the hotel, the old man and Wei Zai were sitting on the sofa, eating melon seeds in front of the football match broadcast on the screen. After realizing that Zhou Li's appearance was not as bad as he thought, Taote smiled slightly.  He nodded and stood up with a yawn.

    "How are you doing?"

    When passing by Zhou Li, he asked casually.

    Zhou Li smiled and nodded slightly: "It's not bad."

    Seeing the trace of relaxation and smile in his eyes, Taote looked a little surprised, but soon he laughed softly twice and patted his shoulder: "Then have a good rest, I will take you to see him tomorrow  A big show.¡±

    With that said, he staggered back to the room carrying half of the bottle of wine that had not yet been finished.

    "Are you in a good mood?" Wei Zai stood beside him and asked with some doubts.

    Zhou Li nodded and played with the age-old lighter in his hand: "I feel much more relaxed."

    Realizing that he was in good condition, Wei Zai nodded and said nothing more.  But when he turned around, he suddenly turned his head suspiciously and glanced at the empty place behind him.

    Is it an illusion?

    He thought silently.

    I always feel like someone seemed to be relieved there just now?

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