The kid in front of him looked like a high school student, but his knowledge was quite advanced! Coach No. 3 couldn't help but admire him in his heart.

If Chu Hai were here, he would definitely tell Coach No. 3 that this is a routine operation for top students, just get used to it!

Looking at Coach No. 3 who was still insisting, Zeng Qi didn't hold back any longer. Feeling very uncomfortable, he just let it go and said:

"Coach, you should have noticed that I calculated it based on one hundred shots. Just looking at the deviation of the one hundred mud balls in the left and right directions, you can definitely find a left-right symmetrical range, within which fifty mud balls land.

On the other hand, if I shoot a mud pill, there is a 50% chance that the mud pill will fall within the range we just defined.

The absolute value of this range to the midpoint is the directional deviation. The larger the deviation, the larger the range where the mud pill has a 50% chance of falling. This also means that my shooting accuracy is worse.

Probability theory has told me that the general calculation deviations are given, so I can infer the probability of a mud ball falling in each interval.

I combined mathematics with the teachings of my two coaches, and that gave me a different level of precision."

Upon hearing this, Coach No. 3 patted Zeng Qi's shoulder meaningfully.

I complained in my heart: I seem to understand it, but I also seem not to understand it.

Who the hell is the coach?

Coach No. 3 suddenly lost the joy of making money and instead felt a little unworthy of it.

"Young man, it's a waste of your talent to learn slingshot from me. You should consider joining the shooting club." Coach No. 3 praised.

Although he didn't understand the general introduction, Zeng Qi gave him a powerful feeling.

"Coach, I will consider adopting your suggestion. Thank you for your hard work today."

"Your name is Zeng Qi, right? This is the Slingshot Friendship Group. If you are interested, you may join it." Coach No. 3 said, holding up a QR code.

Zeng Qi was stunned at first, then looking at the expectant Coach No. 3, he simply joined in.

"Young man, we'll see you again if we have the chance. Goodbye!" Coach No. 3 waved his hand and left gracefully after completing his mission.

Zeng Qi watched the coach walk away and began to clean up the scene.

As evening approached, the weather began to turn bad. The weather in this season changes at any time.

Whoosh, whoosh... The wind started to blow on the ground, and muffled thunder began to be heard from the clouds.

Zeng Qi opened his phone to check and the weather forecast indicated that there would be a thunderstorm in Jingshang City in the next two hours.

"It's a good opportunity to test its power during the thunderstorm..." The thunder was a good cover. Zeng Qi put on a raincoat and started walking into the depths of the wilderness.

He stopped after making sure there was no one around.

Zeng Qi took out a box of xylitol from his trouser pocket and poured out a piece of crystal rock sugar from it. He was waiting for the thunder to come.

Tsk tsk!

Suddenly, silver lightning flashed across the sky. While thunder was rolling, Zeng Qi aimed the slingshot in his hand at a pine tree as thick as a bucket twenty meters away.

call out!

The shot of rock sugar hit the tree trunk...

Boom! Loud bangs followed by thunder echoed, and a pine tree as thick as a bucket was hit by the explosion, sending wood chips flying and revealing a wound as big as a washbasin.

Whoosh, whoosh...The wind is howling and the rain is pouring down.

The pine trees swaying in the wind creaked and sent out danger signals, and were about to fall.

With a loud bang!

Pushed by the strong wind, the pine tree ended its life prematurely and fell down as a piece of wood.

Five grams of crystal mercury fulminate successfully knocked over a pine tree as thick as a bucket, with considerable power.

If this hits a person, there will definitely be blood and flesh fireworks.

After glancing at the surveillance cameras in the forest garden, Zeng Qi suddenly had an idea: If there were no surveillance cameras, Approaching Science could probably be filmed for three episodes.

It's normal for a tree to fall down on a thunderstorm like this. I guess no forest ranger would be bored enough to check the surveillance... Zeng Qi comforted himself.

Even if they saw it, it would be fine. I deliberately avoided surveillance...