The two discussed the details of establishing the Blue Institute, and Alex returned to London with a large list of tasks. The establishment of the Institute was not a matter of overnight, and there was a lot of preparations that needed him to do.

After sending Alex away, Ji Qianming returned to the yard, and he wanted to continue the last guess of how to use the Pixels.

Decompose micro pixels.

In the introduction of Pixel abilities, one thing to note is that the smaller the pixels decomposed, the higher the mental power consumed. That is to say, theoretically, under sufficient mental power, it can reduce the pixel without limit.

With his current mental power, how small can he decompose into pixels?

Ji Qianming could feel that the pixels of a cubic millimeter size that he had decomposed before were far from his limit. This was just the pixel size that was the most convenient and consumed the smallest.

With all your strength, can you decompose pixels to molecular level, atomic level, neutron level, or even smaller?

This is a crucial link. Matter is composed of microscopic particles. If it can reduce the pixel size without limit, then reorganize and change the arrangement of microscopic particles, turn water into oil, turn stones into gold, etc. will be as easy as a palm.

Ji Qianming thought about it and pulled down a piece of bark from a small tree in the yard to activate the "Pixel" ability.

Under the rapid consumption of the spirit, the bark between Ji Qianming's palm began to tremble slightly. After a moment, a ball of rolling mist slowly rose from the bark, reorganized rapidly, sometimes turning black and sometimes turning colorless...

Ji Qianming raised his eyebrows, and the mist between his palm condensed into a colorless stone in an instant, which was crystal clear and much worse than the bark of the previous tree. If you don't look carefully, you will not be able to find its existence.

"Can it be decomposed to the size of an atom at the very least..." Ji Qianming pondered.

Just now, he used all his strength to decompose pixels to the size of atoms, decompose all the carbon atoms in the bark, gathering into a mist composed of carbon elements, constantly changing its atomic arrangement structure, and finally condensed into this small piece of diamond in his palm.

If the structure can only be changed from the atomic level, it can change its physical properties to a certain extent. For example, the atomic arrangement of diamonds is much stronger than the original ones. In other words, it can use "pixels" to change the atomic structure of an object and change its physical properties including hardness, conductivity, flexibility, etc.

But in essence, he is still using carbon elements and cannot achieve the effect of turning stones into gold.

"Change the physical properties of matter at will? It seems good." Ji Qianming shrugged. His "No Flower" can only change the physical properties of the mirror. Although the mental power consumption of the micro-application of "Pixels" is much greater than that of the macroscopic, at least there is one more means.

Ji Qianming put the diamond in his pocket, patted the remaining bark residue on his hand, and turned around and walked into the house.

"Is it done?" Zhao Qixue walked out of the kitchen with a smile, holding a bowl of unknown objects.

"Well, get it done...huh?!!" Ji Qianming's heart suddenly twitched when he saw the familiar recipe in Zhao Qixue's hand.

Wait! Didn’t I exiled this thing to the void last night? Why did it appear again?!

"Qi Xue, is this in your hand..."

"Oh, I wanted to warm you last night's food in the morning, but today I opened the refrigerator door and found it was missing, so I rushed to make a hot portion for you!" Zhao Qixue put the plate with black smoke on the table, blinking her black gem-like eyes, "Come and have breakfast!"

Ji Qianming twitched his mouth, looked up slightly at the sky, and let the tears flow back.

What should be come, but I still can't escape...

Just as Ji Qianming was pinching his nose and cooking, a melodious ringtone rang.

"Hey? Boss, what's the matter?"

“…”

There seemed to be something on the other end of the phone. Ji Qianming's body shook, and he was stunned on the spot like a sculpture for more than ten seconds, then stood up with a ghost expression.

"You, what did you say?!! Are you going to get engaged?!!"

...

After more than ten minutes.

Ji Qianmei and Hanyuhara sat in the private room of an izakaya, opposite Zhang Fan with a calm face and a somewhat shy Ryuin Ai Miyagi.

--stare.

Zhang Fan was stared at by the two of them and his whole body trembled, and the corners of his mouth were twitched in a slight way, "Don't look at me like this... What I'm saying is true."

Ji Qianming's head was buzzing. If he remembered correctly, he had dinner with the two yesterday. It was still fine at that time. Why are you going to get engaged in a blink of an eye?

Moreover, you have just met for a few days?! Are you going to get engaged?!

I don’t have such a flash marriage, right?!

"What exactly happened?" Ji Qianming couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Fan thought about it, and a light blush appeared on his cheeks, "I don't really understand this matter, in short, after I apologized to her last night, I... hugged her, and then... did everything I should do."

Hearing this, Ji Qianming and Hanyuhara jumped up at the same time. Ji Qianming widened his eyes, "Did you hold hands?"

“…I’ve been taken.”

"Kissing?"

“…received.”

"Have you gone to bed?"

"... Go to bed?" Zhang Fan thought for a while, "I did go home and go to bed. Why are you asking about this?"

"..." Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly, "No, nothing."

Good guy, it turns out that in Zhang Fan’s eyes, kissing is already the limit of cognition...

Hanyuhara looked at Ji Qianming with a strange expression, and her eyes seemed to say: He is teasing me?

Ji Qianming shook his head obscurely and gave Hanyuhara a look: You may not believe it, he is serious...

Ji Qianming thought of the Japanese sentence he taught Zhang Fan, and could vaguely guess what happened last night.

It is estimated that after Zhang Fan apologized to Yugong Lingyin, Yugong Lingyin was directly attacked, and then brought into the role of a couple, shyly held Zhang Fan's hand, and maybe even gave him a light kiss.

But, isn’t this a regular step in love?!

Why are you engaged directly?!!

"And what? What else happened?" Hanyuhara asked unyieldingly.

"Nothing happened." Zhang Fan shook his head, and after pondering for a long time, he looked at Ji Qianming and Hanyuhara's eyes seriously, "Maybe you didn't notice it, but my intuition told me that she might like me."

Hanyuhara:...

Ji Qianming:...

God, "Maybe you didn't notice it"! The look of Yugong looking at you, his love is overflowing! You can't see it in the whole world, right?!

Still intuitive?
Chapter completed!