Chapter 85 Evil Heretics (7)
It was snowing heavily in the Ice State, but not a single snowflake accumulated outside the Patriarch's Palace. The entire building was in cold tones, and under the sunlight, it was as beautiful as a crystal palace.
He stood outside the hall, rubbing the aircraft carrier with his hands, and leaned on the railing to read a book during the day.
Seeing someone coming, he rubbed the aircraft carrier with his hands and winked at the other person.
He pointed to his eyes, then pointed inside the hall, making a "hush" gesture.
Be quiet, the master is inside.
Ren Yi, who was about to say hello, shut his mouth. He walked to the hand-rubbing aircraft carrier and looked inside.
Across a window, Jian Shiyuan sat lazily, the sunlight poured in through the window lattice, his body was coated with a layer of gold, and there seemed to be a stream of light in his eyes. Looking through the window, Jian Shiyuan's eyes were clear, his lips were rosy, and his smile was not deep, but it made people feel dazed.
Ren Yi saw the Sect Master teaching the technique. He leaned over to the aircraft carrier's ear and whispered, "How long have you been waiting?"
He rubbed the aircraft carrier with his hands and made a "1" with his fingers, pressed two fingers on the temples, circled them vigorously, frowned and made faces.
After waiting for so long, his patience was exhausted and he really wanted to rush in and kick that idiot's ass.
How can people be so stupid?
He was eavesdropping outside and understood everything, but that idiot was still stuck at every question?
What a pig brain! Even pigs are smarter than him!
Ren Yi looked at Jian Shiyuan and saw that he was neither impatient nor anxious, with a smile on his face and a gentle voice. He couldn't help but sigh, "What patience."
If it were him, he would definitely not have the patience to teach others so attentively.
Inside the hall.
Dong Mu scratched his head. He noticed the resentful gaze of the hand-rubbing aircraft carrier. The other party's eyes were burning and staring at him hungrily. He felt embarrassed to take up too much time and was eager to leave.
I secretly glanced at the Lord Sect Leader and heard him ask me, "Do you understand?"
Dong Mu nodded quickly, "I understand."
Jian Shiyuan smiled faintly, "That's good—"
Judging from his tone, he seemed to want to end today's individual tutoring.
Dong Mu wanted to get the compass, but Jian Shiyuan said, "Let's see how to proceed from here."
ah?
Dong Mu made a bitter face and racked his brains. He didn't want to disappoint the Sect Master, but IQ wasn't something that could be improved just by saying it. After holding it in for a few minutes, he gave up, lowered his head, and stammered, "Sect Master, I don't know how to do it."
Jian Shiyuan wasn't angry. He gently lifted his sleeve and pointed at the compass. "Look here, does it look like a fish?"
Dong Mu looked in the direction he was pointing. Jian Shiyuan's fingertips were slightly pink and her nails were neatly trimmed. Her fingers reflected the wooden compass, which was extremely white and smooth, like jade or porcelain.
It really does look like a fish.
Jian Shiyuan held a charcoal pencil and wrote numbers on the "fish body," reciting as he wrote, "Whenever you see 2, move forward 1, and draw the line to the left. When you see 5, move back 3, and draw the line downward."
Dongmu watched and seemed to understand what was going on.
Jian Shiyuan had a very good method of imparting knowledge. He did not teach Dong Mu the formula directly, but guided him step by step, slowly deduced the conclusion, and finally introduced the formula to strengthen his memory.
Dong Mu silently recited the formula taught by Jian Shiyuan and took the next step. Jian Shiyuan handed him the charcoal pencil. Dong Mu followed the structure and then stopped. He asked Jian Shiyuan excitedly, "Master, am I doing this right?"
Jian Shiyuan smiled at him, "That's right."
As he spoke, he stood up and picked up a booklet from the desk. He tore off a page, wrote the formula on it, and handed it to Dong Mu. "Take it and go back and look at it again. If you still don't understand, you can come to me later and I will continue to tutor you."
Dong Mu nodded gratefully, "Okay, Master."
He watched Dongmu leap out, his face filled with excitement. He glanced at Jian Shiyuan again. The clan leader leaned lazily on his chair, resting his elbows on the chair. He smiled at them and immediately walked in with Bai Hei Zhou.
Ren Yi walked behind.
"What's up?"
The one who rubs the aircraft carrier with his hands is a social bull. Seeing Jian Shiyuan being lazy, he immediately went behind Jian Shiyuan, lifted his hair, and used his fingers to slowly knead Jian Shiyuan's shoulders.
Jian Shiyuan's neck was as white as jade, with extremely beautiful features. When you got close, you could even smell the herbal fragrance in the master's hair while rubbing it with your hands.
"Master, I would like to ask you to teach me the art of weapon making to improve my forging efficiency."
As she spoke, she bent down, rubbing the aircraft carrier with her hands, leaned close to Jian Shiyuan's ear, and shook his arm like a spoiled child.
Jian Shiyuan was so shaken by him that she lost her temper and said with a smile: "Stop shaking me, you've made me dizzy."
"I will upload the inherited techniques related to crafting tools to the mall after I organize them. You can purchase them with contribution points."
Hearing "Upload to the mall", he rubbed his hands on the aircraft carrier, rolled his eyes, and continued to act coquettishly, "Master..."
He is thick-skinned and is not afraid of the sect leader's anger.
Jian Shiyuan was so shaken by him that he kept laughing, his eyes moist. He barely stood up, rubbing his hands and following closely behind him, begging: "Master, please pass on the magic to me directly."
I want to get it for free.
"You want to get it for free?"
After hearing Jian Shiyuan's words, he was stunned.
How could the Lord Sect Leader speak out what was in his heart?!
Jian Shiyuan was still smiling. "I can teach you the technique, but it would be unfair to other players."
My heart tightened as I rubbed the aircraft carrier.
"How about this, after you accept the inheritance, you have to help other players forge weapons, okay?"
He rubbed the aircraft carrier with his hands and nodded repeatedly, "Okay!"
Anyway, on weekdays, all the daily necessities for the players are forged by him.
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Hearing the electronic voice prompt in his head, he was extremely excited and rubbed the aircraft carrier with his hands. He quickly saluted Jian Shiyuan, "Thank you, Master!"
Jian Shiyuan smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The Condensing Mist Sect also needed to train a few weapon masters, and among the players, the hand-made aircraft carrier was quite suitable. He was hardworking, helpful, and had a good personality, so Jian Shiyuan had long wanted to train him. Today, when he came to visit, Jian Shiyuan went along with it and did him a favor.
"It's not hard. It's my honor to serve the sect."
He rubbed the aircraft carrier aside and Ren Yi walked over slowly.
Walking up to Jian Shiyuan, he saluted with his fists before inviting Jian Shiyuan, "Master, the technical department has developed a weapon and would like to invite you to take a look."
"Okay, let's go."
Jian Shiyuan agreed, but after walking a few steps, he remembered something and turned to ask Bai Hei Zhou, "Is there anything wrong?"
Hei Bai Zhou came here to help Jian Shiyuan build the aircraft carrier, and he didn't have any questions to ask Jian Shiyuan.
Being suddenly asked by Jian Shiyuan, he couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that he could be noticed even though he pretended to be invisible. After thinking about it, he had to bite the bullet and said, "Master, the formula you taught Dongmu just now, is it recorded in the magic book?"
The formula was quite easy to remember, and he learned it after listening to a few sentences.
“That—”
Jian Shiyuan smiled faintly, "I wrote it myself. If you need it, I can copy it for you."
Hei Bai and Zhou were shocked. Is this made up?
He made up a practical formula on the spot? That's amazing!
As a mathematical genius, Bai Hei Zhou was very sensitive to numbers. He knew exactly how clever that formula was. It was very ingenious. It summarized several situations and could be said to completely encompass the most basic model of the compass.
The master of the sect can summarize experience from practice, extract data, condense and summarize it, find the internal rules, and then compile the rules into catchy formulas to pass on to students.
You must know that in order to complete the above steps, you must have perfect logic, extraordinary generalization ability and inspiration.
And the Sect Master, he did it all.
What shocked Bai Hei Zhou the most was that the Sect Master wasn't calculating to find patterns, but rather finding patterns incidentally during the calculations. Compared to the purposeful former, the latter was more uncontrollable and a greater test for the person.
No matter how shocked Hei Bai Zhou was, Jian Shiyuan's expression remained calm. He copied a mnemonic and handed it to Hei Bai Zhou.
"Take it."
Hei Baizhou took the paper and looked at Jian Shiyuan. The person in front of him had long hair hanging down, a smile on his lips, and a warm atmosphere around him, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
What a beautiful face.
What a clever heart.
"Egg, are you busy?"
The fluorescent protein looked pale and floated in front of the egg like a ghost, its white robe rustling in the wind.
"I'm not busy, what's up?"
When Fluorescent Protein heard Egg say he was not busy, she laughed, but because of excessive blood loss, her smile was sinister.
“Boom.”
A bucket of meat was placed in front of the eggs. The meat was dripping with blood and looked very fresh.
“Help me make it into meatballs.”
Dan Dan lowered his head and examined the meat. "Okay! But what kind of meat is this? It looks quite delicate. Look at the skin, there's not a single hair on it. It's full of collagen. It looks delicious."
Fluorescent Protein laughed, "Don't worry about the meat, just do it quickly, or I'll pass out and they'll disappear right where they were."
Egg muttered something, took the fox out of his arms and put it on the ground.
"Give me ten minutes."
The snow-white little fox raised its tender face and sniffed the bloody smell in the air. It then went to the bucket and sniffed it again. Suddenly, its ears shook, and it hid behind the egg in fear, trembling.
Egg thought the fox was too clingy and pushed it with its feet, but for some reason, the little fox clung tightly to his calves and refused to leave. When forced into a corner, it would raise its two front paws and hug Egg's calves tightly.
There was nothing the egg could do but hang onto this little burden. He was very quick and in just seven or eight minutes, a pot of steaming hot meatballs was ready.
"Let me try—"
The egg stretched out its hand out of habit, trying to grab a meatball.
In the past, he would always keep some of the dishes as payment for his labor, and this time was no exception.
Unfortunately, the fluorescent protein directly blocked his hand. "Not this time, the monster won't have enough to eat."
As he spoke, the fluorescent protein floated away, carrying the meatball with it.
Fluorescent Protein Laboratory.
Lancet looked at the synthetic monster in the cage and frowned slightly.
There was a monster locked in the cage. Its overall shape was like a pool of rotten meat, and its body was covered with sticky black mucus. It had no intelligence and no known attacking moves. It was just like a pool of dead meat, lying silently in the cage.
There was a sound of footsteps.
Lancet looked at the door and saw fluorescent protein.
She was very fast and walked quickly to the cage plate with a bucket of meatballs in her hand. Seeing that the synthetic monster was motionless, she picked a few meatballs at random and threw them into the cage.
The monster slowly squirmed, and the meatballs were being digested.
I don't know how long it took, but the monster swallowed all the meatballs, but nothing changed.
Lancet couldn't help but sigh, "Failed again."
Fluorescent Protein's face was not looking good. "Oh, is it really impossible to succeed?"
As he was sighing, the monster in the cage made a soft sound.
"Mother, why are you worried?"
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