Douluo See You For a Long Time

In Qi Yi's vague memory, it seemed that someone saved his life from the pursuit of a group of scientific leaders. In my impression, that guy's expression has always been quite lazy. Listlessly, he easily answered all the questions asked by the big guys in the scientific community.

At least judging from this performance, this is definitely the best among the best students. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a god of learning.

This memory is vague, just like in daily life, we always feel that some things seem to have happened before. Or maybe it’s something that happened in real life that I once seemed to have dreamed about.

Qi Yi didn't pay attention, but thought it might be an illusion. But I still told myself to try not to go to the top floor of the teaching building. After all, anyone who dreams of those big names in science crawling out of portraits and then looks at those portraits will be a little scared.

But it was counterproductive. Some courses had to be taken on the top floor, and it was already dark after finishing the class on the top floor this time. When Qi Yi came to the corridor, he always felt like there was a sinister wind and all the portraits were staring at him.

Silently, he took out the textbook from his schoolbag and started reviewing it in the corridor. If these big guys really crawled out of the portrait, he could find a way to send these things back.

If something bad can happen, then it will definitely happen... Qi Yi suddenly discovered that all the classmates who were walking not far from him had disappeared. It was as if he was trapped alone on the top floor.

What was even more frightening was that the faces in the portraits began to distort. The Newton guy closest to him had already asked him: "What is the acceleration of an object related to?"

Qi Yi looked at that big face, and his brain almost shut down. A good question is very simple. He subconsciously answered: "It has to do with the mass of the object and the amount of the combined external force."

As he answered, he started running away. If he didn't run at this time, would he still be standing there while being questioned? What if the problems behind you become more and more difficult? What Newton summed up was not just Newton's three laws, he also knew calculus! Even if he has been learning this stuff by himself since he had nightmares, he is still only half-experienced now. Being asked this question will definitely kill him on the spot.

What's more, there is more than just Newton in this corridor. If Einstein jumps out and asks him to use his own understanding to explain the theory of relativity, he will be dead.

However, as he ran, he felt a certain memory being recalled in his mind, and the familiar scene finally inspired his sealed memory.

The last time we encountered this situation, the lazy-looking guy easily answered all the boss’s questions, then tapped him listlessly on the shoulder and told him:

"Look carefully,

If this happens next time, cut your finger. Just find a flat surface and draw this formation on it. After doing this, you will be able to get a solution to this dilemma. "

Although this memory was inexplicable, Qi Yi still remembered the magic circle drawn by that weirdo. The structure of the magic circle was very simple, just a six-pointed star with some incomprehensible runes. Seems pretty simple.

At this time, he didn't have time to think too much. He gritted his teeth and pricked his finger with the pen in his schoolbag, and smeared the magic circle in his memory with blood on the draft paper.

The weak spiritual power was driven by the magic circle and began to condense on the magic circle.

Qi Yi has discovered that this space is blocked, similar to an environment like a ghost hitting a wall. Even though he rushed down the stairs, he found that the next floor was still the top floor. There is no change at all, and I am afraid there is no way to leave here by conventional means.

All he could hope for was that the magic circle left by the mysterious man would work.

However, as the magic circle took effect, what appeared in front of him made him confused. Directly above the magic circle. The illusory spiritual energy condensed into a translucent pen.

That's nothing to complain about, it's not particularly rare in fantasy works to have characters using pens as weapons. The problem was that when he held the pen, he soon heard the voice prompt.

“The Scientology reading pen will click wherever it goes!”

Qi Yi: "..."

Where the hell wouldn't God click? Although he did summon something. But this is so unreliable? But thinking about that lazy mysterious man, with his style of painting, it seems reasonable that he would summon such an unreliable thing.

The top priority was to escape from this haunted floor. Qi Yi picked up the pen and rushed to the stairs without saying a word. No matter what his painting style was? As long as it works, you should treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. He poked the tip of his pen on the never-ending staircase.

When the tip of his pen fell, he suddenly heard the voice coming from the reading pen: "The stairs were folded by space. A spiritual force folded the space of this section of the stairs."

"Of course I know it was folded by space. What I want to ask is how to get out?" Qi Yi, who has read some novels, can guess the situation in front of him with his toes, and still talks nonsense with this reading pen.

"Stand in the middle of the stairs and draw the formations in Chapter 3-17 of the Compulsory Course of Drawing Formation One to break the space folding. Click here to view the picture."

Qi Yi: "..."

God damn required course 1, chapter 3! Damn it...does Hogwarts also use the PEP textbooks now?

But now he has no other choice. You can only click to view the picture. After he clicked, a projection fell on the ground in the middle of the corridor. It was a more complex circle than the one he had just drawn.

At present, he has no other casting materials on his body, and the only thing that can be used to draw magic circles is the blood on his body. At this time, he couldn't care so much, since his finger was already pricked anyway. Just press your fingers to squeeze out the blood. Draw it according to the projection on the ground.

While he was painting, not far away, Mendel in the portrait had emerged. I started asking him about the results of hybridizing different peas. Fortunately, they were all relatively basic questions at the beginning, such as the law of separation and the law of free association. I could still answer them easily.

Qi Yi was covered in cold sweat, while responding to the boss's questions, he quickly sketched the magic circle. Finally, the magic circle was finished before Lao Meng asked a question he didn't know how to do.

As his blood evaporated into blood mist, the space blockade was broken, and he rushed down to the top floor without saying a word.

…

The experience of the rest of his life forced him to admit that this seemingly unreliable reading pen was still very reliable at critical moments. From then on, he also had to admit that existing science existed in this world. Extraordinary power that the system cannot explain for the time being.

Therefore, he tried his best to fulfill some of the requirements that the reading pen made for him, such as learning the required content of the first course of formation, or giving the method of summoning the reading pen of the Scientology to other people who were affected by supernatural events. troubled people.

[To be continued]

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