Lu Zhouhao shouted carelessly, "There is no need to do homework or read here, and I am so happy to be able to bounce around!"
Without even raising his head, Mo Lan waved his finger, and a magical light bloomed on Lu Zhouhao's body, turning into a ball shield and wrapping Lu Zhouhao inside.
Just after casting the spell, Mo Lan seemed to react and glanced at Lu Zhouhao above his head.
"By the way, Zhou Hao, let me ask you a question. The chariot travels on a semicircular official road with a radius of one thousand kilometers at a speed of sixty kilometers per hour.
A person takes a shortcut to chase a chariot at the starting point of a semicircle. Assume that the terrain, physical strength and other factors are not taken into account, and the speed is a constant speed of 30 kilometers per hour.
Can he catch up with the chariot before it completes its semicircular route? If so, where can he catch up with the chariot?
If not, how many kilometers away is he from the chariot when it finishes?"
Lu Zhouhao:???
"Uncle, I bounced back and forth, and the car vibrated so hard that I couldn't do the questions."
Lu Zhouhao rolled his eyes and thought of a way.
"No, no, no, as a qualified mage, thinking calmly in battle is an essential ability and must be trained.
Otherwise, how do you calculate and cast spells? Since you plan to become a powerful mage, you need to start training immediately.
If you gave up on your own and became a coward... then forget it and just play with it."
"Really...really?"
Lu Zhouhao fell into hesitation and confusion.
"certainly."
Mo Lan said seriously.
"Oh well."
Lu Zhouhao calculated with a serious face. The adjusted shield was very elastic and bounced left and right in the vibrating car.
Lu Bin fell into silence upon seeing this.
"Ah, you are a real dog."
"Any questions?"
"It's hard for people to rest for a while and you have to come up with a question. Just be a human being."
Mo Lan shrugged upon hearing this.
"The child is still young and needs exercise. More exercise is not a bad thing. Maybe in a few days, the child will be bragging about exercising while he is on the road and bragging about how difficult it is to exercise."
"Well...even if that's the case, you won't ask such a difficult question, right? Don't you think this question is a bit over the top?
And are you sure this problem can be solved? Is there a solution?"
"I don't know if it can be solved, but it must be beyond the scope of the classification. It's not just a little thing. Lu Zhouhao will definitely not be able to solve it."
After Mo Lan said this, Lu Bin suddenly became even more confused.
"Then you still ask him to solve it? The problem-solving environment is so bad, and you still give him a problem that he will definitely not be able to solve?"
Mo Lan smiled.
"I don't intend to let him actually answer it. I just need to wait until he realizes that this question is out of scope and raises it. That will be considered calm enough."
Lu Bin was silent, and this time he was really speechless, because he suddenly felt it made sense.
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he glanced at Lu Zhouhao and then at Lu Bin. On the surface, he remained calm, but in his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh, I almost didn't fool him. Well, my little nephew is so funny."
Mo Lan was floating in the air. No matter how the chariot vibrated or changed, Mo Lan's position did not change at all.
The mental power is spread all over the car body, and the ink cartridge rotates at high speed to calculate, coupled with the strengthening of thinking, the force in each direction is calculated in real time, and the movement direction and changing trajectory of the chariot are calculated.
Then at the same time as the chariot changes, it applies force in the same direction or in the opposite direction, always maintaining the relative position between itself and the chariot cockpit without any change.
Time passed quickly, and more and more people saw this large truck, which made their discussions on the forum more and more lively.
Coupled with the elemental cannons that were dragged out earlier, the forums are all discussing what technologies or products the Mage Association will come up with next that will scare people to death and not pay for their lives.
In addition, Mo Lan also received many messages from the president. Mo Lan's unified reply was to wait for him to discuss in person after he returns.
Of course, Mo Lan can be sure that these presidents will definitely go to Lin Bo.
However, Mo Lan is also certain that Lin Or must be busy casting a three-ring or even a four-ring fireball engine. There are many problems here. Whether it is the constancy of the spell model or the limits of the materials, it will take a lot of time to test and figure out.
Coupled with Mo Lan's refusal, it was only a matter of fact that Lin On would pay attention to them.
........
The capital of Morse!
Zhang Guangmo was carrying a steel stick slung across his back. The pattern on the head of the stick was dark red and black at the bottom, making it obvious at a glance that it was a murderous weapon.
He seemed to have completely changed at this moment. The close-fitting outfit made him look very capable, and there was a bit of evil between his brows, like an adventurer licking blood from the edge of a knife, and a warrior fighting for his life.
Compared to Red Maple Satin, the city gate of the royal capital is obviously a bit deserted. There are only many aborigines and players lining up to enter the city, and the so-called market at the city gate does not exist.
But once you enter, you can feel the prosperity of the royal capital.
The entire royal capital's feces have been contracted by players, so there is no longer a suffocating stench.
Walking on the street, looking at the caravans coming in and out one after another, and looking at the aboriginal people who are simply dressed but with rosy faces, from this point of view, the royal capital seems to be pretty good, prosperous and rich.
However, Zhang Guangmo did not stay here too long. He opened the map of the royal capital and took a few glances before walking towards the west.
As Zhang Guangmo left the main road and entered the alley, the number of people on the road gradually decreased. After passing through a narrow alley, Zhang Guangmo seemed to have entered a completely different city.
The place is chaotic and dark, with broken and leaky wood and straw houses. From time to time, someone is skinny and pale, lying on the ground, panting for breath.
When Zhang Guangmo entered here, a pair of eyes emerged from the darkness and stared at Zhang Guangmo who broke in here.
However, many eyes disappeared when they saw the steel rod on Zhang Guangmo's back, but similarly, some eyes showed a trace of greed.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, boy, hand over the steel rod from your back, or I will kick your ass hard with my spiked boots."
A fat man with a fat belly and a fleshy face stood in front of Zhang Guangmo holding a butcher's knife.
Behind him, several gangsters with tattoos on their hands blocked the way back. When they heard the fat man's words, they all laughed exaggeratedly, and then looked greedily at the steel rod Zhang Guangmo was carrying behind him.
Here, an eyebrow-length steel rod is a huge fortune.
What's more, with their sharp eyesight, they can clearly see that the steel used to cast the steel rods is definitely extremely rare and high-quality steel, and can easily be sold for a sky-high price.
"He's going to die."
"I was targeted by the butcher. What a pity for my fair little face."
"This steel rod is probably going to be in the hands of the butcher. Go and notify the boss."
Whispers came from the dark corners and alleys around.
