Chapter 9 Lectures! An Unscientific Small Universe (Part 1)
Chapter 9 Teaching! Unscientific Small Universe (Part 1)
Author: Wu Xiami
Chapter 9 Teaching! Unscientific Small Universe (Part 1)
"How poor?"
"Well, he is also a teacher at the school. He has a dark appearance but is handsome. He has always had a crush on Yui Shenyi. He secretly works overtime with her every day and waits silently outside the classroom, just to get one more look at her."
"Speaking of the critical moment, Heqiong rushed in and punched Yuanzhi, who was headed by the group of boys, on the nose. The blow made Yuanzhi's blood burst out and his nose was crooked to one side, but it seemed like he was on fire.
The sauce shop, salty, sour and spicy all come out..."
"What a poor man, he turned around and kicked another boy, Yongci, in the eye socket and eyebrow. The kick cracked the edges of Yongci's eyes, and black beads burst out, as if a colorful silk shop had been opened, red, black, and purple.
All will bloom..."
"At this time, Lin Tian, the strongest among the boys, hugged He Po with all his strength. At the critical moment, He Po's backhand was just an elbow, hitting Lin Tian's temple, but it seemed to have created a water and land dojo for the whole hall. Qing'er, cymbals
, the cymbals sounded together..."
"In the end, Hopoi succeeded in fighting off the group of boys, and the hero saved the beauty. He and Yui Shenyi walked out of the classroom hand in hand, and lived a happy life without shame."
"Okay, the story ends here, we are settled."
Jia Long finished speaking in one breath, picked up the kettle and took a sip of water, then looked at Milo and Abrodi with a smile.
"Right here?!"
Milo's hair was blown up, as if he had bought fake goods with one month's salary. He gritted his teeth and glared at Jia Long:
"I've moved the stone bed, and you're just going to tell me this?"
"What's wrong?"
Jia Long calmly asked Milo: "Are there any beautiful women in this story?"
Milo was stunned: "This...is."
"Is there love?"
"This...has."
"Is there any action?"
"This...has."
"Then it's over. Beauty, love, and action are all there. What else are you dissatisfied with? A story with such rich elements, isn't it worth a broken stone bed?"
"I……"
Milo was speechless. He suddenly realized that the other party was right. The elements of this story were indeed quite rich. Beauty, love, and action fully met his requirements, but...
He still feels like he bought a fake!
Moreover, he always felt as if he had heard the fighting scenes that followed somewhere.
"You get what you pay for, the price is fair, and I am an honest businessman."
"You... Galen, if I can beat you, I will fight you!"
Seeing that Milo was angry, Jia Long laughed again. He patted Milo on the shoulder comfortingly:
"Milo, if you think this story is not satisfying, I have many more exciting stories here. When I have other needs in the future, I will tell you a story about knights versus infantry. There are also beauties and love.
,There is action~"
"Knights versus infantry?"
"You know."
"You mean..."
In an instant, Milo's heart became hot again, as if a small universe was burning.
the other side.
Abrodi was very satisfied with Jia Long's story. He folded his hands and showed a dreamy expression:
"I really hope to meet such a poor dark horse prince. He understands me, loves me, and protects me silently. No matter how willful I am, he will not be angry. No matter how coquettish I am, he will only smile. What else do I have?
He will try his best to satisfy any unreasonable request. For me, he will give up everything..."
The more Abrodi thought about it, the hotter his heart became. He looked at Jia Long and Milo with longing:
"This is my prince!"
"This is not your prince, this is your father!!"
Milo said angrily.
His depression turned into cold water and poured on Abrodi.
Abrody suddenly exploded.
"Milo! Can you speak human language?"
"Isn't this just human talk? It's better than talking in your sleep, you damn sissy!"
"You damn pervert, I want to duel with you, and I will definitely plant a poisonous rose on you today!"
"Come on, I'm not afraid of planting chrysanthemums!"
In an instant, the little stone house became agitated again.
Looking at Milo and Abrodi chasing each other all over the room, Jia Long leaned against the wall with his pillows in his hands and took a comfortable position, enjoying the battle between the two poisons.
"Speaking of youth... it's great!"
…
Jia Long slept particularly soundly that night.
It had been a long time since he had slept so peacefully. He had lived and ate with Saga for more than a year, and Saga might get sick at night, which always made Jialong worried and unable to sleep well.
The darkness hidden in Saga's heart is so terrifying!
This is also the reason why Jia Long's mental and physical skills are not weaker than Saga's, but he still cannot defeat Saga.
Jia Long even suspected that it was not another personality at all, but another person.
Even, another... god!
Every time Saga is swiped in the Mirror of Time and Space, Jia Long will be swiped to doubt his life!
Early the next morning.
Jaron, who overslept, was awakened by Milo and Abrodi.
"Garen, how can you sleep better than a pig? Get up quickly, it's time to train!"
"Training? Shouldn't we have breakfast first?"
"Breakfast?! How can there be breakfast in the Holy Land? For more than 200 years, there has only been one piece of black bread every day."
"No way?"
"His Majesty the Pope said that a difficult environment can cultivate outstanding fighters, and hunger is also a kind of spiritual practice.
He also said that Eastern ascetics drink white dew in the morning and eat blue clouds in the evening. I’m not very proficient in Eastern languages, so it probably means drinking the northwest wind every day.”
"Uh, is this a holy realm or a holy prison?"
There was no way, even if he wanted to curse in his heart, in order to gain strength, Jia Long could only follow the local customs.
The training place is still the Grand Canyon with ruins.
When Jia Long and the other three arrived, the other nine people were already waiting there. They were all as listless as the three of them, especially Aludiba, a young man who was originally dark-skinned and turned pale with hunger.
"I didn't expect that starving could help me whiten my skin..."
Jia Long sighed as he walked into the queue.
After a while, a silver rainbow flashed in the sky, and Arrubio appeared in front of them. He was still standing on the boulder yesterday, looking down at the little fighters.
"You're not going to continue studying dogma today, are you?"
Soon, Jia Long realized that he was thinking too much. As soon as Yarubio opened his mouth, he directly talked about the issue they were most concerned about.
"You are all candidate fighters recommended from various places. The purpose of your coming to the sanctuary is simply to get rid of the word "candidate" and become a real fighter, and this involves a key... small universe!"
"Awakening the small universe, you are the real fighters. Without awakening the small universe, you will always be a candidate!
So the question is, what exactly is a microcosm?”
"What is the microcosm? From the age of mythology to the present, there are many, many mysterious theories, involving countless cultivation systems in the eighty-eight domains. If you want to explain them clearly one by one, it will not take ten or eight years to do it."
"But, fortunately, you are born in this scientific age, and I can tell you in a simpler way..."
Just when the little fighters were listening attentively.
Arrubio suddenly pointed at Mu and asked, "Mu, how many suns do you think there are in the sky?"
Mu was stunned, thought for a while and said: "It seems that there is only one thing that can be felt."
Arrubio nodded, pointed to Aludiba beside Mu, and continued to ask: "Aludiba, what is the name of the sun in the universe?"
Arudiba was stunned for a moment and then replied: "It's called a star."
"Very well, there is a sun in the sky, and the sun is also called a star in the universe. Then, here comes the third question..."
Arrubio nodded again with satisfaction, raised his finger for the third time, this time pointed at Jialong, and asked Youyou: "Jialong, how many stars do you think there are in the universe?"