Chapter 54 The Age of Origin

School life, except for the first few days, when Lingyin caused some small accidents, there is nothing worth mentioning. The teachers of Yucai Middle School all know the existence of Hongmo, and now even ordinary students know that Hongmo is a superpower.

Except for 40 minutes of physical education class every day, everything else is the free time of red ink. And these times are enough to improve your ability.

Two months after Hongmo entered the school, Hongmo welcomed his first friend, and at that time, it happened to be the time for Hongmo to go to class.

The so-called class of Hong Mo is of course to gather and disband, and then Hong Mo sits on the edge of the pool, staring at the water and grass in the pool all the time. Of course, this is not red ink in a daze, but red ink practicing electromagnetic heating. Aim at the target of attention and instantly heat it to achieve the purpose of destruction.

"It seems that you are very leisurely." A fat man staggered over.

"You're not dead yet." Hong Mo looked at the fat man in surprise.

"Damn it, what's your greeting? It's rare for me to come to see you once." Fu Xunhong screamed strangely and sat down beside Hongmo.

"I contacted you after I came out of the research institute, but the prompt number does not exist. By the way, didn't you lose weight at the beginning? Why did you become so fat again? The red ink shrugged his shoulders.

"Ten years, brother, do you think my number may be used for ten years? During a mission, the mobile phone became a fragment, so I changed the number." The fat man explained it a little, and then threw a CD to the red ink.

"What is it?" Hong Mo reached out and took it.

"The calculation method of ultra-electromagnetic gun and electromagnetic suspension." Fu Xunhong smiled proudly.

"Thank you." If you're welcome, I won't say more.

"I was recruited by the state. You helped me, didn't you?" Hong Mo suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Do your best. In fact, the most important thing is the King of Yan and the Emperor Shui." The fat man shook his head.

"King Yan and Emperor Shui?"

"You've seen that King Yan was the guy who used fire eleven years ago, Guo Mingjing, do you still remember? The Water Emperor is Li Muhao, and you also met once not long ago.

"These two people, oh, it's really strange. I should have nothing to do with them." When Fu Xunhong said this, Hong Mo was surprised.

"It's not strange. It's a fierce fight. It's just pulling allies. They think you have potential." Fu Xunhong pointed to the sky with his finger. Ah, by the way, I've heard that you have a very lovely daughter. Why don't you come out to meet her?"

"Hm, wait, I'll call her. What about Zhao Qingyu and Xiangyi? How are they doing? After Hong Mo finished speaking, he didn't make any action. However, in fact, Hongmo has been connected to Lingyin. At this time, Lingyin was sitting in the classroom of Yucai Primary School.

Electromagnetic communication, which directly simulates the electromagnetic signal of the mobile phone, can be connected to the bell sound, but at present, only the red ink and the bell sound can be connected in this way, perhaps because the two are of the same origin.

After hearing his father's contact, Lingyin suddenly stood up.

"Remelia, what can I do for you?" The young female teacher on the podium asked, feeling a little uneased. Remelia is not a worry-free student. It's not that she is not good, but that she is too smart. She has a lot of professional knowledge, and these teachers have never even heard of it. In fact, the purpose of Hongmo to let Lingyin go to school is just to have a relaxed childhood. As for what to learn, Hongmo has no expectations.

"I ask for leave." Lingyin said faintly.

"Ask for leave, oh, yes, what's the reason?"

"There's no reason, then I'll go." After Lingyin finished speaking, she directly opened the door of the classroom and walked out. The remaining female teacher and a bunch of students were stunned.

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"Xiang Yi, she has been married for five years and has a three-year-old son. Her husband is not bad to him." Fu Xunhong said about his sister with a gentle smile on his face. As for Zhao Qingyu, alas, he is dead. In the twilight, his expression turned low again.

"Zhao Qingyu is dead?" Hong Mo was stunned for a moment. Anyway, Zhao Qingyu is also a second generation of officials. Last time I heard that he went to Africa to find meteorites. Why did he die?

"The guy went to Africa to look for meteorites, came back in a month, and then directly launched a big search in China. As a result, he found a meteorite in a mountain village at the same time as another prince, and then the two clashed, and then..."

"Who is it?" Hong Mo asked faintly.

"I won't tell you." Fu Xunhong made a grimace on Hongmo.

"You..." Hongmo looked at Fu Xunhong with a cold face.

"Dead, that guy was killed by me. It's been fucking seven years. I'll tell you what to do." Fu Xunhong shrugged his shoulders. So that's it. Hong Mo nodded.

"Didn't you say you would inform your daughter? Why didn't you call me?"

"I called, you just don't know." Hong Mo smiled.

"Yeah, when? I just sat next to you and didn't notice anything you did. Fu Xunhong looked at Hong Mo in surprise.

"Do you know electromagnetic waves? In fact, it is an electromagnetic signal. Just like a mobile phone, I can contact the bell directly through electromagnetic waves.

"Oh." Fu Xunhong doesn't care about the electromagnetic waves. Lingyin, I heard that your daughter's name is Remelia Red Scarlett. I came to see the young lady of the Red Devil Hall. The fat man looks like you know it. At this time, Hongmo remembered that this guy was a fat house more than a decade ago. I'm afraid he was more interested in these things than himself.

"Don't mention this. I don't know what's going on. Suddenly, Remelia Red Scarlett became her official name. Did someone deliberately spoof you?" Hong Mo stared at Fu Xunhong doubtfully.

"Then I don't know." Fu Xunhong shook his head. Remy will be here for a while. Let's go to your house and wait. I'll explain this to you by the way." Fu Xunhong pointed to the CD in Hong Mo's hand.

"Then wait." Hongmo nodded, and then walked over and told the monitor of Class 8 of Senior High School. After class, there was no need to gather, just disband. The monitor nodded and said that he knew it. Anyway, they were used to Hongmo doing nothing.

"You are such a teacher..." Fu Xunhong rolled his eyes.

"It's not that you don't know. It's just a name, as long as I'm here. Let's go to my house." Hongmo led the way and walked towards the classroom dormitory.

I met several teachers on the way and said hello to each other. Hong Mo took Fu Xunhong into the room.

After entering the room, the two directly entered the theme and inserted the CD into the computer. Then a holographic image of a human body appeared, with some light spots and red lines on the body.

"Don't be surprised." Fu Xunhong seemed to know what Hong Mo was going to say, so he said it first. I know what you're trying to say. This is very similar to the legendary martial arts mind, isn't it?

"Yes, indeed, if you hadn't told me that this is the calculation method of the ultra-electromagnetic cannon, I would definitely think it was a cultivation method made up by some guy." Red ink nodded.

"In fact, it's not wrong for you to think so. The calculation method seems to be great. In fact, in essence, what do you think it is?

What is it? Probably, it is to use the human body to achieve the mechanical effect. Hong Mo said uncertainly.

"That's it. You're not wrong at all. You use the human body to achieve the effect of mechanical weapons and cause great damage." Fu Xunhong nodded.

"After the physical alienation of superpowers, they have long been very different from ordinary people. The pressure that ordinary people can't bear is not a problem for superpowers. The so-called calculation method is to use the original weapon of the body. But because the body is different from ordinary weapons after all, there is this new way of calculation. And there is also a point that mechanical weapons can be mass-produced, and there is no difference at all, but superpowers can't. Fu Xunhong shook his head.

"For electromagnetic superpowers, there is also a big difference in the body. You can't expect the calculus that applies to one guy equally to another. Therefore, this is a universal calculus method, which is basically applicable to all electromagnetic superpowers, but if you really want to exert extraordinary power, you need to understand and develop a calculus program that really suits you.

"The more I listen to it, the more I think it's similar to the skills in the novel. Everyone can practice on the road, but the power is generally not good. The real power is amazing. Basically, there are great requirements for various qualifications, such as all kinds of spiritual roots. Hongmo made a little joke.

"Do you know what our group of people call this?"

"What?"

"The basic method is absolute."

The red ink was stunned.

"I can't think of it, you absolutely can't think of it, but have you ever thought that perhaps thousands of years later, these things will really be called Dharmajue, and they are also the so-called ancient Dharma." Fu Xunhong knocked on the computer screen.

"Enter the era of cultivation?" The head of red ink is a little big.

"That's hard to say." Fu Xunhong smiled and said, "I just don't know if we can live to that era. Well, let's not talk about this, you can learn this as a legal decision. The name of this Fa Jue is [Electromagnetic Cannon], and the name of the other Fa Jue is [Yuanci Lingguang Dun].

Hong Mo opened his mouth wide and directly raised a middle finger to deal with Xunhong. Although there was a disapproving look on his face, Hongmo knew in his heart that no one could say this kind of thing clearly. If something really happened, maybe the world would really enter the so-called era of cultivation.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. In fact, I have another message that I haven't told you." Fu Xunhong laughed twice.

"What?" Hong Mo asked.

"Some traces of alien creatures were found on the meteorite." The fat man is mysterious.

"Are you serious?" The red ink's body shook.

"I won't lie to you, but I'm not sure. Also, don't you think this meteorite rain is too strange? The fat man shook his head.

"The meteorite rain is not strange. How do I know? I'm just a small civilian." The red ink curled his lips.

"Hahaha, why do you care so much, no matter how the world changes, I, or me!"

"Oc's it, don't pretend to be a philosopher." Hongmo shook his head, how the world changed, and how he, a little man, could control it. I can only drift with the tide in this huge wave.

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