Chapter 2 A Lempt Letter

After being silent for half a minute, Luo Bing asked with trembling, puzzlement, doubt and expectation, "Brother, are you talking about basic science?"

Luo Han still had a smile on his face. He nodded and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. His younger brother was worthy of being a genius in the famous Gorge. With just one hint, he thought of the core of the problem. The main purpose of his conversation with Luo Bing today was to determine with his brother whether to transfer the future scientific research direction from applied science ( Weapon manufacturing belongs to applied science) and transform it into basic science.

The so-called basic science is a science that takes natural phenomena and forms of material movement as the research object and explores the laws of natural development. It includes six basic disciplines: mathematics, physics, chemistry, astronomy, geography and biology.

Luo Bing said to herself like a dream: "Beyond the existing scientific and technological foundation and explore deeper physical principles. In smaller or macro fields, such as nanoweapons, such as neutrinos weapons, such as four-dimensional space weapons, if these legendary scientific and technological weapons can be developed, maybe human beings are really It can compete with monks, but... It takes more resources and time to study basic science than to develop high-energy weapons. Is this the right path?

"This is not a question of right or wrong, but this is the only way for human beings. The existing scientific and theoretical foundation is no longer enough. Instead of wasting financial and material resources to produce those useless weapons, we should comprehensively explore the origin of the material world and strive to fight from a more micro or macro level. A slight advantage."

Luo Han called his younger brother in time to strengthen his confidence. After all, basic scientific research is a long and fruitless gamble, which is not so easy to make up his mind.

"Xiao Bing, haven't you actually noticed that although the earth has been seriously invaded, it is a good time to study basic physics!"

"Ah, how to say, does brother mean a monk?"

Luo Han smiled and said, "Yes, most of the monks' fairy arts violate the commonly known physical phenomena, such as flying without the help of aircraft, such as directly generating flames without fuel. For example, the skin of some animals and plants can resist the attack of high-power bombs after being poured by spiritual power, and for example, producing bullets can resist bullets out of thin air. Aren't these excellent observation objects? There are a lot of experiments as the foundation, and the breakthrough in basic science may be faster than the study of high-energy weapons.

Brother's words flowed into Luo Bing's heart like enlightenment, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Oh, why am I so stupid? This is indeed an opportunity to make a breakthrough in basic science, and in order to study the essence of the monk's fairy art, this kind of research must also be carried out, but for more than ten years, the army Fang's controlled research system only knows how to improve combat effectiveness, so basic scientific research has been completely put on hold, which is equivalent to a practice of drinking poison to quench thirst. If it hadn't been for my brother's reminder today, I wouldn't have been confused.

Luo Han said, "If you don't look at the mountain, you are in the college every day to learn knowledge, and you are in contact with researchers who are eager for quick success and instant benefits. Of course, it is difficult to jump out and consider basic science. If in another ten years, when your thinking and personality are fixed, I will talk to you at that time, I'm afraid you won't listen to it."

Luo Bing hurriedly said, "Brother, I will always listen to you."

Luo Han waved his hand with a smile: "Let's not talk about the specific research direction. You are much more profound than me. I just want to remind you not to be limited to traditional basic disciplines, but also pay attention to vitals. The monk's immortality, soul and divine consciousness are closely related to life. If you can If you crack the password, you will be more sure to deal with the monks.

Luo Bing nodded repeatedly and agreed that he knew his enemy and won a hundred battles. If he could really solve the mystery of the life of the monk's cultivation of immortals, it would be of absolute significance to human beings.

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An hour before dawn, the gorge city heard the sky house.

A simple fat man is opposite a beautiful girl across the table. The woman wears a sky-blue skirt, wearing a light tulle, and her childish and beautiful face looks like an indescribable psychedelic charm, which really smells like a saint.

The room is very elegant, but the strange thing is that the stove is still burning on this hot day, making the already very sultry air more unbearable.

"You are Mr. Luo Han. The virtual arithmetic told me to wait for you here, saying that you may come here in the next few days. Sure enough, you didn't open the envelope, which is the same as predicted by the virtual celesmatician. You are a cautious and direct person.

The girl glanced at the original fire paint on the envelope and said with a smile. Her voice was as charming as her appearance.

This "simple-looking fat man" is Luo Han. He talked with his younger brother for several hours and sent his younger brother home. Then he relied on the "natural" ability of the eleventh stage of the transformation to change his appearance and went straight to Wentian House. Now there is a letter on the table in front of him for the reason that attracted him to Wentianwu.

This is an old-fashioned paper letter. Even in Asia before the catastrophe, it is a less common way of communication. It is rare for the sender to seal the mouth with fire paint, which is printed with two small Chinese characters: Wen Tian!

Luo Han noticed that the girl opposite released a wisp of divine consciousness to test himself from time to time, which surprised him. The girl obviously had no spiritual power and was not a monk, but she could control her divine consciousness. This phenomenon has never been recorded in the world of immortals and demons.

Luo Han did not open the envelope because he had seen it through his consciousness into the envelope. There was only a piece of white paper in it, and there was nothing written on it. This letter, which was delivered directly to his family's house, had only one purpose, to let him come and go to Wen Tianwu.

"Who are you? If we want to start a conversation, we will always have a name for you, right?"

Luo Han did not release the girl opposite the divine consciousness detection. He did not want this mysterious Wen Tianjiao to master his control of divine consciousness.

The girl smiled and said, "I don't have a name. You can call me No. 32."

"Okay, No. 32, what kind of institution is your Wentian Education? Who controls it? Where is the headquarters?"

"Mr. Luo, Wen Tianjiao is a church that predicts the future direction for ordinary people. The location of the headquarters is not clear to me, a low-level maid, but according to Xuyan Tianshi, Wen Tianshi has no headquarters at all, or the headquarters is not in Yahua."

"Void, heavenly arithmetic? Did he send me the letter?

"Yes, Mr. Luo, he wants to talk to you."

"Have a chat? I'm already here. Please come out."

The maid No. 32 suddenly smiled: "Mr. Luo, talking to me is equivalent to talking to Xuyan Tianshi."

Luo Han's heart sank and couldn't help saying that this so-called vanity may be a mortal, but his high IQ has long exceeded the realm of mortals. His avoidance behavior that he seems to be afraid of Luo Han and dares not come up is actually very meaningful. He is testing Luo Han's character, or he is trying to understand Luo Han, this kind of The test began with the blank letter.

In the face of the empty envelope, Luo Han can ignore it, go to Wentianwu to plead guilty, and even kill every Wentianjiao tu he can find. However, no matter what he does, these will reflect his character, so that the vanity can know more about him.

Now in the face of the living maid No. 32, Luo Han has more choices. He can use the word "search" in the magic skill to explore all the memories in the maid, or just have a simple conversation with her, but his choice will eventually make Xu Yan know him better, and he can use the so-called "heavenly arithmetic" of Wentian. Calculate more about his behavior.

That is to say, as long as there is no road surface, he can continue to test Luo Han, and finally find out Luo Han's details step by step, and firmly calculate his behavior to death.

For the first time, Luo Han had a feeling of weakness. He could easily kill the maid in front of him, but so what? The vanity is still hidden in the dark, and he may expose something because of reckless killing. In the face of this horrible church that can measure the secret, Luo Han will not act rashly.

"Well, what a modesty, dare to throw a letter into my house, but I'm afraid to hide. On the 32nd, are you here to speak for him, aren't you afraid that I will kill you in anger?"

"Ha ha, Mr. Luo, Xuyan Tianshi said that the probability of being killed by you is only 3.954%." The girl smiled and said, "However, if you really plan to kill me, you might as well ask me some questions that you are interested in before you start. Xuyan Tianshi has prepared the answers."