i have a cos system.

Chapter 11 Strange Attack
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He Ling expressed shock when Qiao Ji took out a plate of steamed buns from his schoolbag.

Hesitant to speak and then stop, stop talking and then want to, think a little bit, choose to give up.

But it looks clean and smells good.

Take a sip?
"You eat, I will help you look after the teacher."

Qiao Ji's words undoubtedly made He Ling make the final decision. She leaned up and glanced at the podium furtively like a meerkat.

Well, Lao Ban sat on the podium, dozed off with one hand propped up, and could move.

She picked up a small steamed bun, put it in her mouth, and bit it down, the sweet and sweet bean paste was released in the hot air.

"It's delicious. I like the bean paste flavor." She said vaguely.

Qiao Ji did remember this, he said it in a chat before.

One, two, three, He Ling ate very fast, he was indeed hungry.

But it's delicious, but it's a bit dry and choked.

She patted her chest, wanting to go down quickly.

But at this moment, a bowl appeared in front of her, which contained a bowl of hot porridge made of white rice and golden yellow finely ground corn kernels.

Qiao Ji felt that teenagers had to eat breakfast, especially because He Ling was delayed in order to keep his promise to bring books for him.

So, he provided breakfast, and he has no shortage of food now.

He Ling looked at the bowl of polenta that Qiao Ji took out, then at his face, and then at Qiao Ji's schoolbag.

"Cough cough cough-"

He Ling choked.

Forget about steamed buns, how did you bring a bowl of hot porridge in your schoolbag?
Still in a porcelain bowl.

I can't understand it at all!

She looked at Qiao Ji in surprise, but Qiao Ji said: "Don't worry about it, eat quickly, the class teacher will leave soon."

"Yeah." She nodded blankly.

Joe is right.

He Ling set up the textbook as a shelter, and then ate like a hamster.

Qiao Ji told her to leave it alone, so let it be, even if Qiao Ji took out a hot pot from her schoolbag in the future, she wouldn't ask!
Hiss - he doesn't really have a hot pot in his schoolbag, does he?

He Ling was very suspicious.

If they cook hot pot in the back row of the classroom, the head teacher will not be mad?
He likes to lose his temper.

The thick and smooth hot porridge and the small steamed buns filled with red bean paste filled the soreness of the stomach, and the satisfaction of the full stomach was mixed with the mood.

He Ling couldn't help staring at Qiao Ji again.

Qiao Ji was helping her watch, with his back straight and his eyes fixed on the direction of the podium, looking reliable.

But Qiao Ji felt that someone was staring at him, not He Ling, that kind of gaze seemed to materialize.

He quickly locked onto the suspect, and with a quick scan, he found Zhang Chenyu by the back door staring at him without blinking.

This male classmate and I seem to have nothing to do with each other, right?

Zhang Chenyu was promoted from the junior high school of this school, just like He Ling, Qiao Ji heard the news from other students chatting, and Qiao Ji's junior high school is from another school.

But he and Zhang Chenyu didn't talk, but yesterday he borrowed the "Magic Eye Detective" that Qiao Ji had finished reading from He Ling.

He wants to communicate the plot with himself?
Then you come directly, are you shy?
Hey, why are boys so thin-skinned these days.

Qiao Ji became inexplicably irritable, and the light in his sight dimmed a few degrees, as if shrouded in an inexplicable fog.

Suddenly, he found that the whole world was moving away from him, and time slowed down infinitely.

He suddenly entered his memory space.

But why?I don't have the ability to start?

Joe was very puzzled.

At this time, in his memory space, countless memory fragments surrounded a large white light ball like a ring of dust outside the stars.

This has never happened before. Before, there were only memory fragments in his memory space, but there was no white light ball.

The white light ball is very conspicuous, occupying the C position, but another thing also caught Qiao Ji's attention.

It was strands of colorful, dreamlike mist, extending from the boundless darkness, wriggling slowly, about to touch his memory fragments.

Qiao Ji subconsciously felt disgusted with this colorful mist.

"Get me out!"

The memory space, or the spiritual space, Qiao Ji can dominate here.

For example, it is possible to turn your own memory fragments into a memory book, but it is also possible to turn them into memory scrolls, memory stone tablets, memory phones, memory computers, memory tablets, etc. He decides everything here.

But now, white light balls and colored mist suddenly appeared here. The white light ball gave Qiao Ji a feeling of almost non-existence, while the colored mist made him feel uncomfortable and subconsciously rejected.

The inexplicable power turned into a gust of wind, blowing the colored mist into the darkness.

And the white ball of light also responded.

【Ding!The super cosplay system is dedicated to serve you, are you sure to uninstall the system? 】

Ah no no no, I didn't tell you, I let it go.

Looking at the dialog box protruding from the white light ball, Qiao Ji realized that it was actually a system.

The system is a big white light ball?
It seems quite reasonable.

Since it was a system, Qiao Ji didn't doubt anything, after all his props were all given by the system.

He exited this space, but as soon as he exited, he felt his stomach rebel, and hunger came from his whole body.

In the past, Qiao Ji's mobilization ability was due to staying for a long time before he was hungry, and the degree of hunger was directly proportional to the length of stay.

But this time, he only stayed for a short while, how could he have such a strong sense of hunger?

This is not normal.

Is there a problem with the colorful fog before?
Qiao Ji immediately looked at Zhang Chenyu, but the other party was reading a book with his head down?
Isn't it him?

So, is it because of the system?

'System, do I see that your body will consume more energy? '

【Ding!The system only accepts soul recharge. 】

The system's answer is somewhat irrelevant.

Qiao Ji was about to reword his words, but he was interrupted by a grumbling begging from his stomach.

Hungry, hungry.

He Ling looked up in astonishment.

Qiao Ji, did he leave his breakfast for me?She thought subconsciously.

After all, people who have eaten breakfast will not be hungry again after a class is over, right?So, there is only one truth——

Joe is a nice guy.

He gave me breakfast, but he had nothing to eat himself.

Looking at the four small steamed buns stuffed with red bean paste left on the plate, He Ling felt apologetic and ashamed.

"That, you eat."

"No need." Qiao Ji refused.

There are many in my training ground.

"No!" He Ling was uncharacteristically tough, "You are anemic, how can you not eat breakfast. Besides, I can't eat so much."

She picked up a small steamed bun and brought it to Qiao Ji's mouth, "Eat it quickly."

She still remembered that she was anemic, and Qiao Ji felt warm, but it was not really anemia.

……

Zhang Chenyu felt as if someone had punched his head, and his brain was a little buzzing.

He was peeking at He Ling before, and the upright Qiao Ji sitting next to him looked particularly eye-catching, but for some reason, a cloud of mist appeared above Qiao Ji's head, which attracted him.

He seemed to fly over and turned into light smoke, but he seemed to be punched back by someone.

He lowered his hair and was covered, and he didn't relax for a while.

What's wrong with me?
Zhang Chenyu was also very puzzled, was the soul out of his body just now?Did I awaken some supernatural ability?
Such things as awakening powers usually happen when emotions change dramatically, but there are also studies that say that the probability of awakening in adolescence is a little higher.

Could it be that I am also one in a thousand supernatural beings?
He thought like this, and then habitually turned his head to look at He Ling.

Then he saw He Ling feeding Qiao Ji with food, and the two were very close.

At that moment, it seemed like something was broken.

(End of this chapter)