Apocalyptic Forecast

"Name?"

　　 "Seiya!"

　　 "...age?"

　　 "Seiya!"

　　 "Species... family?"

　　 "——Seiya!!"

　　 On the table in the laboratory, the steel crow spread its wings, jumping in excitement, responding to all changes, like a repeater, dealing with all the problems of Huai poetry.

　　 Until Huai Shi looked at the seven or eight pages of the standard border alien IQ test questionnaire, she finally wisely chose to give up.

　　 "Okay, skip intellectually..."

　　 He sighed, threw the examination questionnaire into the corner and rubbed his forehead.

　　 No way, the crows evolved into v2.0. After a major version was updated, the situation became weird and it was difficult to speculate with common sense.

　　 Even Huai Shi himself doesn’t know what code he wrote. If you want to figure out what was posted, you have to check it from the beginning.

　　 Although the questionnaire survey is useless, according to Huai Shi's experience, his intelligence has probably grown to the level of seven or eight years old. Obviously, he has grown a lot from the stubbornness of speaking to the fluent appearance now.

　　 is already a mature repeater.

　　 A trip to **** is like a trip to the wholesale market. Without bringing anything, I bought more than a thousand repeaters.

　　 Don’t lose!

　　While he was full of flavours in his heart, he tapped the pen with his fingers, and finally waited for the environment in the laboratory to be replaced. A huge wind tunnel equipment was temporarily deployed from the ground and rose indoors.

　　 "Okay, let's fly two."

　　 stretched out and picked up the mechanical crow in his hand, feeling heavy, each weighing about forty or fifty catties, almost unable to move it. If this piles up all over her body like before, Huai Shi feels that she is about to fracture.

　　 The old parents who found out that the children were too old to carry them were probably as sad as Huai Shi at the moment.

　　 The door of the wind tunnel opened, and Huai Shi reached out and threw the crow in his hand into the cabin. With the operation of the equipment, the hurricane whizzed out from it, forming a constant airflow.

In the hurricane, the crows skillfully spread their wings and flew up and down. There are even several spouts on the iron wings, which can be constantly micro-manipulated and flexibly disguised, allowing them to perform various fancy movements in the wind tunnel. .

　　 Fei is my old business.

　　 There seems to be no problem.

　　 Then, the maximum speed——

　　 Huaishi began to increase the level of wind power. It didn’t take long before he got a valid result from the display parameters. After a long distance acceleration, the maximum speed was 240 meters per second.

　　 But there is no way to keep it for too long.

　　 The normal speed is about 90 meters per second, but the individual qualities of crows are different, some are faster, some are fatter and slower.

　　Average is enough.

　　 As for power...

　　 Huaishi began to scratch his head.

　　——How to measure the power of the crow?

　　 Anyway, the pair of alloy steel claws is now numb when Huai Shi looks at it, and the two claws of the ordinary steel plate are torn apart.

　　 The current crows are basically about 30 kilograms in weight, with their wings spread up to two meters, and they can be used as monsters in low-cost horror movies.

　　 Calculated based on this weight and speed, they can rip through ordinary protective shields like paper, and even the reinforced concrete structure can cause effective damage.

　　 The destructive power is not insignificant.

　　 But the problem is... the effect of force is mutual.

　　 The Iron Body is not like that. It destroys the opposite side, and it may also be destroyed. Even if the machine has a certain degree of self-recovery, after this level, it may not be able to repair itself.

　　 Maintenance is still Huaishi's job.

　　 After studying for a whole night, Huai Shi still had nothing new to discover. After watching the sky light up outside, he put down the record in his hand and went home for breakfast.

　　 In the damp and cold air in the early morning, the ivory tower has begun to show an active atmosphere.

　　 Actually this place is very active 24 hours a day.

　　 After all, they are sublimators, all of them are cultivators, staying up late and staying up for forty-eight hours are like having fun. When it comes to the graduation project, there are some fierce people who take drugs and stay up for months. Many people go to recuperate because of insomnia...

　　 All the students who got up early or went to bed late saw Huai Shi politely standing by and nodded and greeted each other. Those who were brave and wanted to come up to take pictures were all turned down by Huai Shi.

　　 "Next time, definitely next time."

　　 skillfully rejected the female students' request for a group photo, Huaishi speeded up and ran home.

The recent hustle and bustle of gossip has caused him enough sin. Where can he dare to hook up with the female benefactor outside. Since returning to the ivory tower, it has been two o'clock in the classroom and home every day, except for the door. , The second door is not stepping, like everyone is a lady, where can you dare to surf outside.

　　 "Master, welcome back."

　　 Uncle Fang emerged from the kitchen: "Miss Yuan and Mr. Lin will be there in a while, you can start after breakfast."

"Ok."

　　 Huaishi yawned and slumped on the sofa. After looking around, she always felt something was missing: "Wait, where's Tong Ji?"

　　 "Ms. Tong Ji just went out. She seems to be busy with something, but she has reserved dinner for today."

　　 Huai Shi scratched his head, stunned for a long time, his eyes widened, and he was furious.

　　 "Where did the wild woman go again!" Huai Shi scolded, "Next time I don't observe the access control, I will break her leg!"

He reprimanded him so much that he was overwhelmed by his master's addiction.

　　 At this time, the uncle can only smile in the kitchen and pretend not to hear.

　　 It’s only a pity that even if it’s the omnipotent champion Biexibu, he didn’t dare to poke his head out and say, ‘Master, Tong Ji has been locked in the basement by you for three years’. Let Huai Shi ask, ‘She won’t regret it later’.

　　 Besides, he always felt that the black-hearted woman could hack her own money even if she was locked in the basement...

　　 The world is too unsafe.

　　 After hurriedly eating breakfast, Huaishi finally became a little more sober.

　　 After the two students came to the door, I started to check their progress over the past two days.

　　 The original fate has progressed quite gratifyingly. The violin skill has improved very quickly, and it has improved a lot after a few days of not seeing it.

　　 Lin Nineteen's grades dragged back, and his ‘beheading’ was not good enough, so far he has not learned the fancy decapitation of Huai poems. But Huai Shi himself didn't expect much from him. If he was incompetent in fighting, he would be fine as long as he didn't let others fight him.

　　 In a few days, I will have a concert to open a small stove for Xiao Nineteen to exercise his life-giving ability.

However, when handing in the homework, Lin XIX quietly handed a notebook up with winnowing eyebrows, indicating that I have learned all the teacher wrote on it, and a few skills are very inspiring for me. Will there be any new ones for me in the future? ...

　　 is like the exchange of Qin books between master and apprentice.

　　 That is the draft version of the "Introduction Guide to Hell Kitchen Demon" written by Huai Shi.

　　 He finally started to teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

　　 For the Lin family, they are naturally sensitive to various negative sources and disasters, so they are suitable for playing with alchemy, curses, and poisons.

　　Isn't Lin Jiu's cousin Lin Yu also a leader?

　　 Anyway, Huai Shi can be seen clearly, the Abyss Kitchen Demon is a frame, and any mess can be put in it. After teaching the beginning, let him figure it out.

　　 If you don’t learn the good ones, you can learn from the bad.

　　 can't kill the enemy's heart, but also kill the enemy's stomach, he likes this set too much.

　　 Actually, I didn’t need to be so dogged, but I couldn’t help it. Uncle Fang wouldn’t let it...

　　 For the old man, Huai Shi is good at everything, but she only dislikes Huai Shi playing with those things at home. Every time she sees it, she blows her beard and stares.

　　 Huai Shi could only take Lin Jiu and Xiao Jiu to class outside in a sneaky manner.

　　 The effect is pretty good.

　　 After a short period of research and practice, Lin Jiu has been able to bring forth new ideas and cook colorful black porridge and colorful white rice. And it has a lot to match the spells of his own home, and it looks like a new one...

　　 I must wait for the next knockout in a few years, and it won’t be a problem to get a certificate from the Hell’s Chef.

　　 also let Huai Shi breathe a sigh of relief, or how can I say that the chef is the most stable iron rice bowl, with this craft, even if it is bad in the future, at least he will not die of starvation.

　　 Yuanyuan became a disaster musician, you became a **** chef, and I became a prince of paradise. We have a bright future everywhere.

　　 sounds so good.

　　 Check the progress, then give pointers, and then arrange the homework.

After 　　 was done, it was almost noon.

　　 "Let's stay for lunch later." Huai Shi said, "I'm going to do a casting. Do you want to come over and have a look?"

　　 Lin XIX nodded happily, Yuan Yuan did not say anything after thinking about it.

Seeing her faintly at a loss, Huai Shi couldn't help shaking her head and rubbing her hair: "Practicing piano is useful, but at least you should breathe it out occasionally? You come to me in the afternoon. If you strike a hand, it becomes voluntary labor."

　　 seems to be the last time I was captured by the Ivy League as a fault that her strength is too low. Recently, she has been very concerned about piano practice. According to what her aunt said last time, it has been a long time since she went out, which is a bit worrying.

　　 Huai poem is not quite understandable.

Isn't 　　 captured? I don’t know how happy the teacher is in the prison of the Ivy League~www.wuxiaspot.com~Are you still worried about humiliating the teacher?

　　 Besides, don’t people take care of you with good food and drink? How come you have followed a semester of class and finally found out that you have not had to take a make-up exam?

　　 If you try too hard, it's easy to get into trouble.

　　 For Huai Shi, the most important thing in life is the combination of work and rest. I can't touch the fish anymore. What's the point of being alive?

　　 He squeezed his chin and started to think.

　　Would you like to buy a few movie tickets and find an excuse to take the original fate to go out and breathe? How bad it is to stew at home.

　　 But what is puzzling is, why every time he thinks about it like this, he always feels the premonition of death?

　　Life is so hard to understand.

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　　 Two days and ten in the afternoon, Huai Shi took the students to the school’s alchemy equipment management center, the ‘Taiyi Yard’ on time.

　　 is called Taiyiyuan, but in fact, Taiyi in the heavenly genealogy has nothing to do with Taiyi, nor is it the Taiyi in the cartoon.

　　 is a term in alchemy.

　　 rises from **** and descends from heaven to complete the miracle of the One.

　　 The one here refers to the same origin of all things, and everything flows from the supreme source. What to say, there is no creativity. In analogy, it's like the "youjian" restaurant and the Longmen Inn.

　　 When I look at the name, I know that Russell made it casually, and he didn't care about it.

　　 In the final analysis, the level is not good!

　　 Huai poetry is slandered secretly.