I’m Really Not Faye

A moment is a thought, twenty thoughts are a moment, twenty moments are a flick, twenty flicks are a premonition, twenty premonitions are a moment, and a day and a day are 30 moments.

Lynch once couldn't imagine how long the so-called 0.018 second instant was.

Until this moment!

Between heaven and earth, everything is silent.

The universe’s void heat has been drained, there is no longer the pulse of life, and everything is returned to the eternal darkness of absolute zero.

A petal of "cherry blossom" falling in front of the eyelashes is clearly visible, the five leaf petals are blooming, but the fragrance of the stamen is not smelled.

The cherry blossoms hovered in the air, making all the laws of time invalid.

Lynch, who was shocked in his heart, couldn't even control the blinking of his eyelashes, and even his eyes were frozen.

Like the light dragon wyrmling in the body, it "time-controls" (speeds up) its supernatural ability and rages to the extreme.

So fast to cut the long river of time directly!

Lynch, who had lost his heartbeat vibration and pulse perception, counted silently for almost half a minute. Only in an instant, the body that was pinned down like a puppet seemed to cut thin lines, and a sense of control came back.

Like a new life.

"Hey, I actually feel a bit stagnant even when the instant time stops." The female voice behind the curtain said with emotion.

Lynch can only keep the "simple" smile of the next person.

Your Royal Highness, I'm lying down, you are free.

Just to think about it for more than half a minute, the other party casually smashed a nine-ring arcane "time stop"?

Isn't it said that casting a spell is considered to be vomiting blood?

The mage king, um, is that wayward.

"It's a pity that your guardian spirit is only a weaker golden dragon. If it is a legendary dragon clan who can freely use the'time stop' ability in the young dragon stage of the time dragon, maybe it can detect a trace or two just now." As a mage His Royal Highness of the King seems to like to talk to herself.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

After a daze, Lin Qicai reacted.

His Time Dragon Hatchling, can he use "Time Still"?

Lin Qiqiang resisted the temptation in his heart and gave up the evil conjecture of how many skirts could be lifted in 30 seconds, and even did not dare to look at the dragon inheritance in his mind.

Well, I'll talk about it later.

"Hey, it's difficult." His Royal Highness Jialan sighed behind the pink curtain.

Immediately after a scream of parchment, the graceful figure behind the curtain grabbed some paper from the void and flipped through it.

"Looking at your replies with some leeway, didn't you want to admit it at first?"

"Are you floating, or our mage can't lift the knife?"

Lin Qi closed his eyes slightly, faintly aware of the other party's loneliness.

He kept his whole body holding his breath in a state of unity, and replied slowly thinking about it.

"The'successor position' matters a lot. I'm cautious by nature and don't want to expose this to too many people."

"That's right, anyway, it's a ‘meal ticket’ that can be redeemed at any time."

Behind the scenes, Jialan nodded silently, "But then, why did you change your mind again?"

Seeing blood with a single cut, pointing directly at people's hearts.

To put it in an exaggeration, after dozens of people saw him enter the palace, the "rumor" that Lynch was the "heir" had already loaded its wings, and he couldn't pull it back.

But Lynch couldn't explain it.

Because besides the secret of the "Heterogeneous Time Dragon" in his mind, there is also an unexplainable "Memory Palace"!

Such monstrous means of compulsory memorization of the spell model, it is not an exaggeration to say that it will change the pattern of the entire wizarding world.

After he learned about the "heritage" from the "dark coffin", he relaxed.

But in any case, he would not let these jumping clowns to read his own consciousness and memory.

That's why he overturned the chessboard at the beginning of the entry, and after knowing the truth later, he would overturn it even more.

You have to find someone with big money to sell things.

Even now, he still has a key secret of the "earth soul".

In the face of the King of Mage, even if the protection feature of the "Memory Palace" was displayed before, it would only be three hundred taels without silver.

What he has to do now is to make own behavior reasonable enough.

After entering, if Lynch denies, it will only be confirmed by reading.

So he has to convince the other party that he suddenly changed his mind to admit it when he came to the door, rather than just want to admit it in the secret room.

Lynch considered it carefully.

"Because before getting started, Sister Yingluo told me, Your Royal Highness Jialan, you are the subject of this mysterious magic unified college entrance examination."

"Do you think I will take care of you because of your 400 points? It makes you feel trustworthy."

Lynch shook his head.

"On the one hand, Your Highness is one of the guides of my mage's path."

"On the other hand, Your Highness can leave a romantic poem, which makes me fascinated for a long time."

In an instant, the curtain of Gaotai Palace shook without wind.

"Have you read it out?"

Damn, I really guessed it right.

Lynch's heartbeat was fast, but he controlled the rate of speech and said calmly.

"The first question is Gobang game, which is the reason that the chess game must be unbeaten."

Zermelo's theorem, which points to the invincibility, is the real answer to the gap of the entire chess game.

"The second question is game theory equilibrium, which is the reason for decision-making and choice without regret."

In the prisoner’s dilemma, the Nash equilibrium that eventually fell into, the reason why they all choose to report is that this decision will not regret it. Otherwise, you will keep it confidential, and if the other party reports it, you will regret why you didn't report it.

"The third question, the Diophantine equation, is a seemingly simple and complex truth."

"The fourth question, the genetic algorithm, is the principle of optimization through genetics."

Lynch looked at the layout of the venue, and finally decided to die and replied.

"Then these topics are in themselves a love story."

"If I am destined to be a loser in the chess game of love, then I will never regret it. Because this ancient proposition always starts simple and ends complicated. Just like the hormones written in our genetic genes..."

After saying the eight sentences, Lynch made the last flattery by the way, "His Royal Highness with such a romantic style on the subject, I can't make a deceitful act of profanity."

"Although your translation is poor, I'm kind of happy that someone can point out the love poem I wrote to magic when I was sixteen."

"That group of old immortals, it must be ten words, my poem only has eight lines, how can I break two more lines to superfluous?"

"You only answered eight questions at the beginning, and you really realized it. Well, very good, I like it very much."

Hearing the comforting tone of His Royal Highness Jialan on the stage, and then hearing the pacing sound of standing up.

Lynch couldn't help wiping his sweat.

Anyway, according to modern literary theory, after a work is written, the right to interpret is in the hands of the reader, so there are one thousand Hamlets for one thousand people.

In previous years of college entrance examinations, reporters often interviewed the original authors of Chinese reading questions, and heard from them "I didn't have this idea when I wrote it, it's just that there are really trees at the door." As a result, everyone uses this to attack the questioner's brain supplement, which is actually quite different.

Nabokov, the author of "Lolita", believes that the author's writing is subconscious, but the reader is able to extract the author's unconscious thoughts. At this time, the right to speak is in the hands of the reader.

This is the reason why Lynch dared to give this mage king so hard.

As a reader, I think so.

After a long time, His Royal Highness Jialan whispered behind the curtain.

"Linch, do you say that the heir is confident that he will become a legend in twenty years?"

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