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"Uncle, give me a shield!"

Lu Zhouhao yelled carelessly, that there is no need to do homework, no need to read books, and it is so happy to be able to bounce around!

Without lifting Mo Lan's head, with a wave of his fingers, a magical brilliance bloomed on Lu Zhouhao's body, turning into a ball shield to envelop Lu Zhouhao.

It's just that after finishing the spell, Mo Lan seemed to react and glanced at Lu Zhouhao above his head.

"By the way, Zhouhao, ask you a question. The chariot is traveling on a semicircular official road with a radius of one thousand kilometers at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour.

A person takes a shortcut to chase the chariot at the starting point of the semicircle, assuming that the terrain, physical strength and other factors are not considered, and the speed is a constant speed of 30 kilometers per hour.

Then can he catch up with the tank before it finishes the semi-circular route? If so, where do you catch up with the tank?

If not, how many kilometers will he be from the tank when the tank is finished? "

Lu Zhouhao:? ? ?

"Uncle, I bounced around and the car was shaking so I couldn't solve the problem."

Lu Zhouhao rolled his eyes and figured out a way.

"No, no, no, as a qualified mage, thinking calmly in battle is a necessary ability, and it must also be trained.

Otherwise, how do you calculate and cast spells? Since you intend to become a powerful mage, you have to start training right away.

If you give up by yourself and be a coward... then forget it, you play. "

"Really...really?"

Lu Zhouhao fell into hesitation and confusion.

"Of course."

Mo Lan said solemnly.

"Oh well."

Lu Zhouhao calculated with a serious face, the adjusted shield was full of flexibility, bouncing up and down in the vibrating carriage.

Lu Bin fell silent when he saw this.

"Ah, you are a real dog."

"Any questions?"

"It's hard to take a break for a while, you have to ask a question, be your own person."

Mo Lan shrugged upon hearing this.

“The child is still young and needs exercise. It’s okay to exercise more. Maybe in a few days, the child will brag about how hard he is doing exercise while he is still on the road.”

"Uh.... That's the case. You can't come up with such a difficult problem, right? Don't you think this topic is a bit super-critical?

And are you sure this problem can be solved? Is there a solution? "

"I don't know if it can be solved, but Chaogang is definitely supergang. It's not just a matter, and Lu Zhouhao will definitely not be able to solve it."

After Mo Lan finished speaking, Lu Bin became even more confused.

"Then you still let him solve it? The problem-solving environment is so terrible, you still give him a problem that must not be solved for him?"

Mo Lan smiled.

"I didn't plan to let him really answer it. When he reacts to this question, it's over the outline, and it's enough to put it forward. That's calm enough."

Lu Bin was silent, and he was really speechless this time, because he suddenly felt reasonable.

Mo Lan glanced at Lu Zhouhao when he finished speaking, then looked at Lu Bin again, his expression calm on the surface, but he was relieved in his heart.

"Huh, I almost didn't fool around. Well, my nephew is really fun."

Mo Lan was floating in the air, no matter how the tank vibrated or changed, Mo Lan's position did not change at all.

Mental power is spread all over the car body, the ink cartridge rotates at a high speed, coupled with the strengthening of thinking, real-time calculation of the force in each direction, calculation of the direction of movement of the tank, and the trajectory of change.

Then apply force in the same direction or in the opposite direction at the same time the tank changes, and always maintain the relative position between itself and the tank cockpit without any change.

Time passed quickly, and more and more people saw this large truck, which made their discussion on the forum more and more exciting.

Coupled with the element artillery that was dragged out before, the forums are discussing what scary technologies or products the Mage Association will come up with next.

In addition, Mo Lan also received a lot of messages from the chairman, and Mo Lan's unified reply was to discuss it face-to-face after he returned.

Of course, Mo Lan can be sure that these presidents will definitely go to Lin Hui.

However, Mo Lan can also be sure that Lin Wu must be busy casting the third ring or even the fourth ring fireball engine. There are many problems in this. Whether it is the invariance of the spell model or the limit of the material, it takes a lot of time to test and ponder. Coupled with Mo Lan's refusal, Lin Wu would care about them.

........

The capital of Morse!

Zhang Guangmo was carrying a steel rod slantingly behind his back, and the bottom of the line on the head of the club was dark red and black, which made people understand that it was a murder weapon at first glance.

He seemed to have completely changed at this moment. The close-fitting outfit made him look very capable, and his brows showed a bit of suffocation, like an adventurer who licked blood on the edge of a knife, and a warrior fighting with his life.

Compared with the red maple satin, the gate of the royal capital is obviously a bit deserted. There are only many aborigines and players lined up to enter the city, and the so-called market at the gate of the city does not exist.

But after entering, you can feel the prosperity of the royal capital.

The excrement of the entire royal capital has been contracted by the player, so there is no suffocating stench.

Walking on the street, looking at the caravans coming in and out, looking at the aboriginal people with simple clothes but ruddy faces, from this perspective, the capital seems to be pretty good, prosperous, and rich.

However, Zhang Guangmo didn't stay here too much. After opening the map of the capital and looking at it for a few times, he walked to 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.

It's chaotic, dark, and rotten wood and straw houses are poured out. From time to time there are people who are skinny and pale on the ground, panting for a while.

When Zhang Guangmo entered here, a pair of eyes emerged from the dark to stare at Zhang Guangmo who had entered here.

But when I saw the steel rod on Zhang Guangmo’s back, many eyes disappeared, but similarly, some eyes showed a trace of greed~www.wuxiaspot.com~Jiejiejiejie, kid, take the steel rod behind you Hand it over, or I will kick your **** with my thorny boots. "

A big fat man with fat intestines and full face was holding a pig-killing knife in front of Zhang Guangmo.

A few gangsters with tattoos on their hands blocked the way behind them. Hearing the fat man's words, they all laughed exaggeratedly, and then greedily looked at the steel rod behind Zhang Guangmo.

Here, an eyebrow steel rod is a huge wealth.

What's more, they can see from their clever eyesight that the steel used for casting steel rods is definitely extremely rare high-quality steel, which can easily be sold at a sky-high price.

"He is dying."

"I was stared at by the butcher. It's a pity that this little white face is."

"It's estimated that this steel rod will be in the hands of the butcher. Go and notify the boss."

There was a whisper in the dark corners and alleys around.