Chapter 648 Where is the body
It is still very difficult to re-educate, and I forgot it too thoroughly.
If you reserve, the damage will not be high. If you want to deal all the damage, it will be the same as if you have never learned it.
It feels bad to become an idiot, and there are still many non-characteristic side effects derived from knowledge.
In addition to being able to read, Mo Qiong was like a person who had never read a book, even worse than when he had not joined the Blue and White Society.
It seems like nine years of compulsory education, I took Chinese class...
This has a huge impact on character shaping. The ignorant is fearless. He first loses his awe of nature, and then relies entirely on intuition and experience in his judgment of things.
Just like the iron ball experiment, Mo Qiong now thinks that the big iron ball falls to the ground first, and there are hot and cold water, and he feels that cold water is more likely to freeze.
The lack of knowledge makes Mo Qiu face problems like his brain rust, which indirectly makes the reaction become dull, the thinking pattern becomes dull, and even the sense of crisis decreases.
Of course, even so, members are still members. What truly maintains their beliefs is not scientific knowledge, and the knowledge related to shelter is still retained.
It’s a bit troublesome to learn more. Even if you have a Tafi Stone state, the huge amount of knowledge you have lost is enough for them to learn slowly.
In the three years of Extreme Island, they only spent nearly a year to learn theoretical knowledge, which is of outstanding talent, plus Tafi Stone strengthened more than ten times the talent.
In other words, if they want to restore the amount of knowledge they have in the past, they have to learn at least one year. This is a conservative estimate, because the lost knowledge also includes what Mo Qiong and the others learned in school before.
If it were someone else, it would take at least ten to twenty years to learn so much knowledge.
At this moment, I was cramming, and Mr. Mo Qiong and the others also used their memory to remember some dead things.
It mainly revolves around knowledge related to fine structural constants, which is the most cost-effective.
One ‘1/137’ has the power of 0008 Newtons.
If you memorize the sentence "The ratio of the speed of electrons on the first Bohr orbit to the speed of light in the vacuum is about 1/137", it will have the power of 01 Newtons, which can make a big hole in the ghost of white cloth.
In other words, a white cloth ghost can be instantly shot by a hundred people.
If you fully memorize and understand the derivation formulas and related theories of fine structural constants, then one blow can kill one and overflow.
Unfortunately, the complete nature of this knowledge has too many pre-knowledge points. It takes at least two days for a math idiot who forgets all four operations to learn to thoroughly understand fine structural constants even if it is a member.
If it were someone else, a month would be indispensable.
So the best choice is to memorize that sentence with the highest cost-effectiveness.
"Listen, you are now sending an army. Don't think about this Eula manuscript. You can't learn it. Let your people recite this sentence to death." Mo Qiong took a small note to Ha Tu.
Hatu put it away like a treasure, looking at the thirty-four words on it.
It can be said that I know every word, but I don’t know it when I put it together.
It is obscure and difficult to understand. He can't read it well, but it doesn't matter, so he just treats it as a curse to remove the evil spirit.
"I understand!" Hatu read this sentence repeatedly while riding a fast horse to Yangzhou.
I have to say that it is not easy to memorize this sentence, especially if you don’t understand its meaning.
These days, it is difficult to find someone who can memorize this sentence in one minute. It takes five to ten minutes for ordinary people to concentrate, while some idiots may take longer.
And it is particularly easy to remember or forget.
This is not a matter of intelligence, but memorizing something that you don’t understand at all, just like someone who memorizes a bunch of meaningless obscure words.
For the ancients, it was more difficult for memorizing these 34 words than for junior high school students to memorize the first thirty-four digits of the periodic table of elements.
"Adams, how are you?" Jiang Long said.
Everyone just remembered some things, as a temporary replenishment, and then rushed into the manor to support Adams.
There are not many white cloth ghosts left, only a handful of them.
"Standard the field!" Adams fought fiercely for a long time. He was too lazy to use his fancy flying sword now, and spit out a white cloth ghost.
Seeing Adams' saliva attack destroying the last one in his sight, Mr. Gou glanced around and said, "Are you killed all the little one?"
He didn't ask how many are left, this is the influence of lack of knowledge. He didn't care about the concept of specific numbers at all, and was not sensitive to numbers.
Adams said: "It's almost done. I have counted that there are 128 dead in the Liu family, 119 subordinates died in Qian Baihu, 109 tenants died nearby, and 9 subordinates died in Hatu, totaling 365 deaths."
"And Jiang Long killed 51 white cloths, Mo Qiong killed 70... Gou Ye killed..."
"Shut up!" Mr. Gou calculated by his fingers and shouted directly.
Adams laughed and said, "Okay, okay, anyway, conservatively, there should be three more, probably hidden underground."
The white cloth cannot sense it, so the Best metal in Adams's hand turned into a three-meter-long shovel and dug the ground there.
He kept the range of two meters as much as possible without blind spots in the field of vision.
Mo Qiong helped dig the ground, so his ability to dig the ground was naturally very powerful, which made the speed much faster at once.
So, descending the height step by step, waiting for the last three to raid them.
‘Click!’ Mr. Gou stepped on the air and observed the huge white cloth body that had never moved.
Under the moonlight, the shadow behind it looks really terrifying.
It seemed as if hundreds of headless black shadows were huddling together, struggling extremely twisted, looking very depressing.
"Damn!" Master Gou cursed. When he saw these shadows, he thought of Lin Guang who had just died.
"This kid is good. I know him. He is from the same class as my last partner. There is no problem with other aspects, but his qualifications are too poor. The extreme training method has not been practiced until now.
Speaking of this, Mr. Gou sighed: "I added him to the list of external worlds and asked you to shoot from the headquarters here. I want to wait for a while to let him practice immortality. Lin Guang solved his physical problems and could become a qualified member."
Mo Qiong sighed, "Are we going to take its body back?"
Mr. Gou looked at the piles of Jingguan, and Lin Guang's head was on the edge.
"It's meaningless to do these fancy ones. I don't know what Jingguan is doing. I care a lot about that distorted shadow. If I really think what Hatu and the others think is the soul of the deceased... Do you think Lin Guang is still alive now?"
Mo Qiong thought for a while and said, "So far, no part of the dead are found... Do you think I want to locate it?"
Hearing this, Mr. Gou's eyes lit up. He looked at the shadows again and couldn't help but say, "I think you can try it. Maybe... maybe these shadows are projections of another space, and the body and soul of the deceased are trapped inside."
If you think about it carefully, the soul of the deceased is generally destroyed. Mo Qiong has experienced that scene and the feeling of being squeezed out by the corpse.
However, the person killed by white cloth did not fall to the ground and the body disappeared. Now, although the shadows were headless, they were still struggling and twisting.
Can it be imagined that their souls were collected by containment before they could be destroyed by reality?
Where is "Lin Guang" now? You will know after you position it.
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Chapter completed!