"I'm rubbing, a little demon?"

Looking at the number of dice thrown in his mind, Merlin was full of groans.

It's just a little bit close, he can pass the judgment and get the answer to this last question, obviously the professor's qualifications are already beckoning to him, why did he drop the chain in this most critical place.

[The use of the occult fails, you seem to be suddenly lost in something, obviously a simple question, but you just can't remember what the answer is. 】

The prompts of the system added fuel to the fire, making Merlin even more tired.

In the sea of consciousness, Merlin beckoned, and a book of memories floated to his hand, which contained the answer to the question "What is flame and what is the principle of flame", and the thickness of this book is not as thick as the previous book "Alchemy", which is the thickness of a normal book, which means that Merlin could have quickly absorbed and digested this memory.

However, the book with an abstract flame pattern drawn on the cover was now locked in chains, and Merlin was unable to open the book at all, and naturally could not absorb the memories in the book.

This chain is the price of his failed skill.

It wasn't until now that Merlin suddenly remembered that the running group system on his body was actually not the kind of system goldfinger that was dedicated to serving the host in the real sense, this was actually the KP prepared by the mysterious netizen for his real running group this time.

As a KP, the natural position is absolutely fair and just, and your success in using skills will give you a reward, so in the same way, if you fail to use skills, you will naturally have to bear the consequences caused by skill failure.

Otherwise, it will only give you benefits, but you don't need to pay any price, how can there be such a good thing in this world.

"This is also an equivalent exchange."

Merlin sighed, he suddenly remembered the first question that the old headmaster had asked him before, and the old headmaster's admonition to him, obviously he answered very sincerely at that time, but it was only a long time, and his face was swollen.

He was really stupid enough to use this KP as a golden finger, and even began to rely on it, a problem that can be solved by himself, but he habitually chose to rely on skills without brains, thanks to this system, he has no feelings, and he is not the kind of chaotic and evil dog KP, otherwise he would not know how he died.

After all,The real protagonist of any running group game is always the player.,It's the kind of real player who will actively use his brain.,Come up with all kinds of wonderful means to solve the problem.,Not the kind of skill releaser who only knows how to rely on skills.,If you only know how to put skills stiffly, then what else do I want you to do personally.,Wouldn't it be okay to find a computer al agent.。

The so-called skills are actually more often the last hand to determine the outcome of the game, or the straw that turns defeat into victory when you are in a desperate situation, which is a mechanism to increase the fun and possibility of the game, and should not be the only means for you to solve the problem.

emmmm...... Of course, if you're the kind of European emperor who can turn evil into good fortune at any time, then when I didn't say it, that kind of immortal player doesn't need brains, no matter what group just goes over directly, KP can't help this kind of immortal.

It's a pity that Merlin looked at his luck at only 15 points, and he couldn't be described as a non-chieftain, he obviously couldn't be that kind of fairy player.

"So what now?"

Looking at the book of memories that was chained, Merlin had a headache.

The side effects of the failed skill temporarily blocked this memory, and at this time, he seemed to be in the kind of situation where he had planned to buy something at home, but he walked to the supermarket and suddenly couldn't remember what he was here to buy.

The common sense left by the original owner told him that this was a simple question, and everyone knew a little bit of the answer, but Merlin just couldn't remember it, it was really as the system described, as if he was fascinated by something.

He didn't know how long this memory cut would last, and right now, the old headmaster was waiting for his answer, he didn't have the world to wait for the memory to be unsealed.

"Damn, what else can a flame be, fire is fire, of course the principle of flame is burning, what else can it be?"

He was crazy in his heart, and then subconsciously complained.

However, the next moment, his mind felt as if a thunderbolt had slashed through him, and he was stunned.

"Burning? Chemistry knowledge? Is this possible? ”

Merlin then remembered that in addition to the memories left by the original owner, he still had some inventory of his own.

In the sea of consciousness, Merlin's consciousness body reached out to the door of his head, and then his hand was inserted into his brain, as if he was looking for something for a long time, he pulled out a thin booklet from his head, and there were only two words on it.

Chemistry

"Ah, familiar textbooks, I haven't read them in many years."

Looking at this memory that had been extracted into a book of memories by himself, Merlin said with great nostalgia.

He has already returned the chemistry knowledge of junior high school to the teacher, and you make him think that he will definitely not be able to remember much for a while, but fortunately, the original owner's book of memory gave him inspiration, and here is his sea of consciousness, so he can naturally make the deep memories stored in the subconscious into a memory book, and then revisit it.

"Alas, I didn't bother to learn when the teacher asked me to learn, and I didn't know the preciousness of knowledge until I can use it now."

With this exclamation, Merlin opened the book of his own memories.

Between the unreal and the real, the memory that had long faded became profound again.

Well, along with his dozing off in class, the pain caused by the chemistry teacher's finger finger chalk head on his skull is vividly recalled.

This is Merlin's own memory, there is no so-called digestion and absorption process at all, if the original owner's memory is a mechanical hard disk, then this book of memory is a solid-state drive, running fast and flying, and the reading time is almost negligible.

.........

In reality, the old headmaster Albert was looking at Merlin with expectant eyes, and Merlin seemed to only hesitate a little to organize the language, and then showed a calm smile.

"I thought that flame was actually an outward manifestation of the chemical process in which fuel is mixed with air and quickly transformed into combustion products, and the light and heat emitted by combustion are the essence of flame."

"As for the principle of flame, it is naturally burning, which is actually a process of rapid oxidation of objects to produce light and heat..."

Merlin uttered the standard answer from his textbook.

Then he secretly checked the old principal's reaction, although this is the answer in the textbook, but after all, it is a textbook from the previous life, and now that he has crossed over, there is no guarantee that the laws of this world are the same as his original world.

He also said it with the idea of trying it out, whether the answer was correct or not, at least it was a possibility, indicating that he had indeed studied it, which was much better than handing in a blank paper, even if the answer was wrong, at least there was an impression or something.

The old headmaster listened to his answer, and the expression that had been kind to him gradually disappeared, and he frowned tightly and became serious.

Not only the old headmaster, but feeling the gaze behind him, Merlin turned his head and saw that Cynthia, a ghost woman, also had a rare serious expression.

Merlin: "......."

He suddenly panicked a little too....