Yes, today is April Fool's Day.

The reason why Zhou Huanhui remembers this day was entirely because on this day last year, he was so miserable by several bad friends.

As soon as he raised his hand, Zhou Huan took the spherical object on the ground into his hand. Regardless of the struggle of the small ball in his hand, he touched the east and west, and finally put his finger into the spherical object's open mouth and touched it for a long time.

"Bastard, you're going to do this to me... You're dead!"

A roar sounded vaguely from the mouth of the spherical object.

Then, Zhou Huan was in tragedy!

Squeak!

A powerful current sputtered out of the spherical object's mouth. In an instant, Zhou Huan danced a "break dance".

However, the current comes and goes quickly. When the current stops, Zhou Huan stops shaking, but he is stiff. The short hair on his head is erect and a mouthful of white smoke is sprayed out of his mouth.

Plop!

It fell to the ground like a wooden stake, and Zhou Huan fainted from the electricity.

"Damn it, damn it, you dare to treat me like this! If you weren't... you were really dead!"

The spherical object screamed harshly, like a mini version of Pikachu jumping around the floor, and finally jumped on Zhou Huan's head and jumped around for a few revenge...

In the end, the spherical object still showed a helpless look in his eyes.

"There is not much time left, so it will be troublesome if you don't get in touch!"

He glared fiercely at Zhou Tian, ​​who was still drooling in a coma under his body, and a spherical object flashed out a strange light, which instantly touched and turned into a pool of metal liquid that kept wriggling.

In an instant, the metal liquid showed a terrifying corrosion ability, which melted Zhou Huan's forehead into a small hole and flowed directly into Zhou Huan's skull.

If you can see the scene in Zhou Huan's skull at this time, you can find that when the metal liquid enters here, it carefully avoids the brain tissue, covering Zhou Huan's brain surface like a ball of metal film, and then a dense tiny tentacle that is almost impossible to detect with the naked eye appears, connecting to the central nerve in Zhou Huan's brain...

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Zhou Huan had a dream.

In his dream, he became a scientist, a soldier, and the next moment, he became an artist, a thief, a fighter...

In his dream, he became very powerful, and in many fields, he was a top presence...

He slowly opened his eyes, and when he woke up, he said naturally, "I actually slept for four hours, thirty-two minutes and fifty-three seconds... Uh!"

Zhou Huan was stunned for a moment.

"What's going on? How could I know how long I've been sleeping?"

After shaking for a while, Zhou Huan found herself lying on the floor and was about to get up.

But the next moment, he pressed his hands on the ground, and in an instant, everyone stood up, standing on the ground like a javelin.

Zhou Huan looked at his raised hands foolishly, looked at the ground behind him stupidly, and then his eyes slowly lit up, his feet suddenly jumped up, and a clean and neat somersault flip came on the spot.

The moment his feet landed on the ground, there was no sound at all.

"Damn, have I become superhuman?"

Zhou Huan was excited, and the consequence of the excitement was that he rushed directly to the wall in front of him like a madman.

Then……

Zhou Huan is in tragedy again!

There was a "bang" sound!

Zhou Huan, who was staring at the stars, sat on the ground with a daze, looking at the wall that had not changed after being hit by him.

"Uh... the wall is fine? Then what happened just now?"

Zhou Huan lowered his head and began to think.

For a sports idiot, Zhou Huan could not imagine why he became so agile and could easily make somersaults.

He couldn't figure out this, and he couldn't figure out why he knew how long he had slept when he woke up, and could tell the exact sleep time that was exactly the second time.

But soon, he thought of something.

Standing up flexibly, Zhou Huan's eyes quickly scanned the ground.

"Where is the metal ball? Why is it gone?"

Zhou Huan didn't think he was dreaming before going to bed, but the head on his head was still standing.

At first, he might think that the talking metal ball was a prank by his bad friends, but when the metal ball emitted the powerful current from the corona, he knew that it was impossible to buy this thing, and it was not something that ordinary people dared to sell.

Then the question is.

What is a metal ball?

Why did his body become flexible after giving him a corona?

Suppose that metal ball has some ability to make people stronger?

Suppose, what the metal ball said is true?

Assume, that metal ball...

A series of reasoning and guesses emerged in Zhou Huan's mind.

But the next moment, Zhou Huan was stunned again.

Why do I think of so many reasonings and assumptions?

However, these are still not the point.

The point is, what about the metal ball?

Why is it gone?

After searching through the entire family, Zhou Huan came to a conclusion.

The metal ball is really gone!

At this time, he remembered the dream he had after fainting.

Dreams are very real and profound. It is like memories are engraved in his mind, giving him a real experience that is not a dream at all, but a period of time.

Zhou Huan didn't understand why he had such a strange dream, and then he remembered that there was a part in the dream where he seemed to have become a fighter.

Thinking of the boxing technique the fighter practiced every day, Zhou Huan slowly raised his hands, and his body and legs also roamed and twisted his arms together...

A set of unfamiliar but familiar boxing techniques were beaten out by Zhou Huan with a look of horror.

His movements are so standard, his body is so flexible, and even his concept of this boxing technique is so thorough.

"This, this..."

Zhou Huan, whose face was a little pale, even his lips trembled, "Isn't it because I'm possessed by something unclean?"

He could only guess this way, otherwise, how could he explain the situation just now?

However, just as Zhou Huan was a little suspicious, even wondering what was going on with him, and whether he was really a "ghost body", the doorbell at home rang.

When Zhou Huan opened the door, he found an unknown middle-aged man standing outside the door.

"Hello, who are you looking for..."

But before Zhou Huan finished speaking, the middle-aged man stepped into the house and first observed the house. Then he turned around, "Your name is Zhou Huan? Have you just received a courier?"

"Well……"

Zhou Huan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in a daze and noticed that the person's eyes were very sharp.

However, before Zhou Huan could speak, the middle-aged man raised his hand and showed a blue ID with the golden national emblem printed on it.
Chapter completed!