Chapter 669 Record Lost

Author: Going to the Winter

Chapter 669 Record Lost

Yicha heard Viri Shaw's shouting. But when he turned around and looked, Viri Shaw had already been stumbled back into the depths of the seat by the group guest.

From afar he could hear the secret scholar and the philosopher of knot arguing in a low voice:

"What's wrong! Why don't I speak?"

"This is too hasty. In addition, I think there is no need to waste the flux of the information channel and then squeeze the current focus pool before we can produce a strong performance display."

"What?"

"That is, I strongly do not recommend that we announce the 'leveling plan' and those superficial preliminary results to everyone at this time."

"Super? Another master in the world. Believe me, our results are so powerful! This time you have to listen to me-"

"If you insist, I will enforce my right to veto-that is what you promised me."

Tuankeba wanted to end the entanglement, and Viri Xiao obviously had to fight again - at least he had to return to the veto. "You should reach a consensus. You two." Yicha said to them. At this time, Tuankeba happened to wave a few braids and said something to Viri Xiao.

Yi Cha gave up on them and turned his face back. Judging from Veri Shaw's expression, his thoughts changed in an instant and he accepted the advice of Tuankeba.

Just as he was about to summon the next plan team, the new recorder leaned towards him. This guy was originally a manager of the terminal firm. Under the five-string storage rule that had been built with an amplitude of 300, there should be no technical problem that could stump it.

But obviously this idea was too simple. The recorder held the recording music box and his voice became a thin piece:

"Boss! Boss! The records of the Holy Promotion Plan just now were lost!"

"Note the name."

To check and correct it, you can see at a glance that the record of the sacred promotion plan is not lost, but has not been generated from beginning to end.

"When the conference is over, go and ask the angels and make a new record. Or ask Torin. It is okay to take care of this plan in the Guixing Council." He replied casually. This small matter should have stopped there, but the recorder did not leave. New content appeared on his face:

"Sorry, boss Speaker. I've looked for them."

"Have you looked for it?"

"The angels told me the ins and outs of their plans. Torin sent me a signal containing the content. But I still couldn't record it." The recorder nodded seriously:

"Not only can't be recorded, I myself didn't remember anything related. It's very likely that some law is working."

"Can you tell which rule?"

The recorder who is knowledgeable about the law by asking questions - a well-informed recorder who is knowledgeable about the law. The moment he asked, he got the answer from the other person's face again:

cannot.

This made him think.

He also noticed that the volunteers near the conversation heard it. But no creature wanted to remind them. Two words were written on their faces:

cannot.

"I know."

After almost the investigation, he said to the record official who was waiting for the ring hand: "Then let's skip the record part of the sacred promotion plan first. If you encounter similar situations later, just skip it."

The manager of the terminal firm clearly relaxed and his voice became thicker: "Okay Speaker Boss. Just do what you said." He hurriedly stepped down.

Redirected to search. Next is-

The next group of volunteers had already been eager to try. The giant spirit sat up from under the floor, squeezed everyone on the nearest wall, and suddenly found that he became smaller like a rude - Nubi Soso turned into a crystal clear and compact figure, landing in the center. After Rasnoro left, he took over the crank adjustment team again.

"Tongcolate" Nubi Soso and seven or eight claw-shaped structures bring the latest demonstration:

They each took out a huge piece of rock crystal, a sack of earless puppies, a bucket of blue mercury, and then turned them into a pile of "dust" composed of tiny curved things that are almost invisible to the naked eye in half a minute.

Then the claw-shaped structures form a flat vector wall to finely screen the "dust".

The powder coming out of the other end of the structural sieve formed three potted plants with crabs, half a cat's head, and a Vidan worm. The Vidan worm screamed, ate the cat's head, and then was trapped by the pot. It burst out a large amount of corrosive juice, causing the potted plants to wither into a lump of mud.

However, with so many eyes looking at this point, it is more than enough time. More than seven volunteers issued the same observation report at the same time: the offsets on three things that had been adjusted in crank have indeed been successfully corrected.

A burst of praise and applause burst out among the volunteers. The guy with developed tear glands shed tears of touching tears with his eyes, nose, and gums. After all, this is the first demonstration today that has truly achieved the offset correction.

After being happy for a while, everyone remembered to question: things after crank adjustments are terrible, and they are slightly different from things before adjustments.

However, such small doubts were quickly resolved. Nubi Soso sang a heart song that sootheed the soul and gave a perfect explanation and assurance.

Two more groups passed - Yicha keenly felt that the progress of these two groups would also be skipped by the record officer, but he did not intend to take measures.

A hunched apprentice mage came on stage.

What he brought to everyone is the progress of the cosmic constant plan.

"No progress." The Olympian apprentice bowed to the air, his voice cold and ruthless, "Until the cosmic constant is calculated, we cannot provide the cosmic constant. The cosmic constant is one or none."

There is no doubt in order to find out. But obviously this answer cannot convince all the brains present. The Golden Elemental Councillor flipped through the records and spoke: "Cosmic Constant Plan Group."

Its words are completely different from last time, but its voice is still sarcastic, obviously born like this: "You have provided intermediate calculations to each program group before. It turns out they are very effective. I have never heard of 'one or no'. What's going on?"

The Ogilvy apprentice wanted to speak, but Jin Element interrupted him arrogantly: "I want to hear Amez Master answer this question."

"Yimez doesn't have time to answer this question. He is devoted to the calculations. The full call for the undead also has a certain negative impact on him, and he needs to be alone to eliminate irrelevant variables."

The Olympian apprentice was still calm, "I will respond to the questions of cosmic constants. Master Yimez will guarantee the accuracy of my answer." He pressed his hands, and Yimez's calculation table appeared around him. He picked up a note on the table and showed everyone: "This is a process to prove that my answer has the same effect as him."

Jin Elemental Arch went over and grabbed the paper, swept it aside, and threw it to the side. To check the fingers, let the content of the note shine in the sky above the hall.

It is indeed a clear and unobstructed proof.

"When the cosmic constant is calculated, any cosmic creature will know what it is. Before that, no creature will know. This is 'one or nothing'." After the doubts are settled, the Olympian apprentice said.
Chapter completed!