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Chapter 3 The Magical World

"First of all, the question says that an injured giant-eyed fishy mouse moves at a constant speed of ten meters per second. After one minute, a junior mage who can release the first-order wind rail chases at a constant speed of 11 meters per second, asking how long it will take to catch up normally. This question seems to be a test of the pursuit of objects, but in fact it has taken many aspects."

Zhaohua was answering a difficult question on the test paper for a classmate in his seat, but for some reason, all the girls who were watching and answering were girls. The male classmate couldn't even squeeze in. Lin Mo, who was at the same table, had already been squeezed to the corner of unknown.

"First of all, the distance is the distance. The thief's speed is ten meters per second, and he walked for a minute. The distance difference seems to be 600 meters, but it is more than 600 meters. Because the question is the least time to ask, and he is a wind-type mage, the fastest way is to use the first-level magic wind track to chase it. However, the stars connect to the star track, and it takes time to launch magic. This time must be counted."

Many people suddenly heard this and said a 'Oh' sound.

But there were also some female classmates who were meticulous and really wanted to know the answer and asked.

"But the time for mages to cast magic varies from person to person. How do you know the time for casting? The question was not mentioned."

"The casting time does vary from person to person, but the question gives the second keyword 'normal'. Chapter 2 of the Global Magic Data Class says that the median casting time of the first-level wind track of the Global Wind Mage is 6.9 seconds, so you need to count these 6.9 seconds, and the actual distance is 669 meters before you start chasing."

Zhaohua calculated on the white paper while explaining to the female classmates beside him.

"The first-level wind rail can increase the speed of a mage three times, so the speed of a wind mage should be 33 meters per second to chase. If you substitute the pursuit formula, you can get about 29 seconds to catch up."

After a brief explanation, I suddenly realized that the score of the test paper was five.

"Ah, the question-setting teacher is very bad. It is obviously a math test paper, and it needs to use data from global magic data classes, which is beyond the syllabus."

The female classmate who asked this question at the beginning stood by, deliberately approaching very close, and said in a coquettish voice.

Zhao Hua moved his body a little silently and said expressionlessly: "This question has reduced the difficulty. If the normal giant-eyed fish rat has a speed of 20 meters per second, the giant-eyed fish rat's magic trick can double their speed in ten seconds. If this is the case, you must also consider the magic energy problem of the primary wind mage. The duration of the first-level wind track may not necessarily lead to the best factor."

Zhaohua didn't care what the female classmate asked the question now looked like, and did she understand or not, so she returned the test paper to her backhand.

"Thanks..."

"It's time for me! I want to ask this question about national history."

Another girl inserted her body between the two of them, and pushed the girl asking math problems away, showing a victory expression.

Zhaohua still had no expression, and even continued to move a little bit, and his butt had left half of the stool.

"There are five mistakes in this historical material given in the title. The first is that the mother of the insect led the Zerg to attack the demon capital on September 20, 1911. The second is that there were only seven cities in the demon capital at that time, from Chengcheng, Zengcheng, Fancheng, and Huacheng were all merged later. The third is that on October 10, 1911, after Mr. Sun Yat-sen broke through the plant-based forbidden curse, the demon capital officially launched a counterattack battle and began to regain the land occupied by the Zerg. The fourth is that Mr. Sun Yat-sen was not the first mage to break through the plant-based forbidden curse. The first known plant-based forbidden curse is Gregor Mendel of Austria, and Mr. Sun Yat-sen was the first in our country. The fifth is that the demon capital has not been completely recovered. The mountains around the city and the outside of the flower city once belonged to the demon capital."

The teachers standing on the podium were puzzled. The answer was nine points. The answer was three points. Correct one and get three points. How did Mendel and two thousand square kilometers know???

It seemed as if everyone was seeing everyone's confusion and doubts, Zhaohua explained.

"The fourth place is when explaining the plant department in the magic class. The teacher accidentally mentioned that the originator of the plant department was Gregor Mendel of Austria, the first great man to break the inability to ban the plant department."

"The fifth place was a hunter class. A long-distance inspection of the Zerg territory outside the city. The officer said that the land was once a human being. I was curious and investigated the history of the city."

The teacher and classmates' eyelids stumbled suddenly. Tam's outsourcing!! Those are all off-topics and not in the textbook!!! How can you remember it? That's outrageous.

"You say you blame him, it's not that he wants to do this. If you don't blame him, we can't be angry."

The poor male classmates gathered together to watch the class teacher, and just watched Zhaohua pretending quietly. After all, they have been together for three years, and they have already seen through this kind of thing.

"Look, he's almost out of reach. When he can't sit on the stool, he's going to take action."

Ding Ling and Lin Mo's phone rang out WeChat. Lin Mo didn't have to read it, and he knew he would help to help.

"Zhaohua, come and discuss with you if you have something to do."

It has been three years since Lin Mo has never changed his excuses. The eleven-character mantra, although old, is effective.

Zhaohua's body movements were smooth, flashing out of the flowers like a loach, and a leaf did not touch her body. You can imagine how many times she tried it.

"Thank you"

"No need to thank you, as usual, please give me a little milk tea."

"The listener has a share."

“+1.”

Zhaohua is used to it, and he doesn't care. After school, he also likes to have a drink with his friends. He is just an ordinary academic master, that's all.

"Don't leave first. If you have something to tell you, it's true. Our class and the second class, two key classes, have discussed it. The school teacher took the lead and held a graduation party on the school playground tonight. Ji Shaoqi, the second place, heard that he would come too. Will you come first?"

Lin Mo picked up his phone, opened WeChat and exposed the chat history. Looking at the avatar, the girl who chatted with Lin Mo was still a girl, I was afraid that she had planned it.

"Ji Shao-Yu?"

"Yes, it's the one who has been a ten thousand years old. Although she can't compare to your kindness, she is also awesome, but she's a pity she's a mute."

This is not the first time Zhaohua has heard of this name, "The second son of a thousand years", "It's a pity that he looks good, he's a mute", "no friends", and "difficulty in communication" are all her labels.

Zhaohua did not have any impression of this name in the past, but the dream last night made the name imprinted in Zhaohua's mind. In that world full of strange and so-called science fiction novels, Zhaohua has been hospitalized due to physical problems and is a patient with Ji Shaoyin, who has abstinence.

"Okay, what time is tonight?"

"Oh, you don't come, right? Then...!?Hmm??You're coming? Haven't you been uninterested in such parties?"

Lin Mo was a little surprised. Zhaohua had never refused such parties for the past three years because he knew that if he appeared, he would be surrounded like a treasured monster. Lin Mo just asked with a polite attitude that he had to ask, but unexpectedly Zhaohua agreed.

"What? Can't I come?" Zhao Hua looked at Lin Mo with a smile, and said in his eyes, he had seen through you for a long time.

Lin Mo coughed, hugged Zhaohua and said.

"Of course it's okay for you to come, but let me agree first, don't take action from Guoguo, Class 2."

Before Zhaohua could respond, the boys next to him were in a panic.

"I'll go, that black-skinned hot girl!? Hello, this one?!!"

"Mom, I heard that the black fruit peel has a journey with all the boys in the class in the third year of junior high school. It seems that a few of our class have dated me, aren't you?"

"You haven't known her. She's not that kind of person. They're all rumors. She's very pure."

"I think you are purer (stupid)."

Zhaohua leaned against the window and listened quietly as his friends chattered and discussed the school everything. He recalled the 16-year dream last night. For some reason, he enjoyed the campus life he didn't care much before, and felt more joy and nervous about the magic awakening two months later.
Chapter completed!
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