Before the third class on Monday morning, Professor Ashley asked a student to bring Duchamp a note, and Duchamp opened it, and sure enough, it was another "leave note" from the professor.

"Styry, I'm going to do a very important experiment today, and you'll take care of the lesson."

Duchamp reluctantly raised the note: "The professor is not coming to class again today." ”

The students in the class are used to this. Duchamp flipped through the thick theory of guidance and taught a small half of the lesson according to the book. Some of the students in the class were already impatient, and shouted directly below: "Don't read according to the book, can you tell something new." ”

Fresh?

Duchamp scratched his scalp.

"Tell me about the new detractor you used to draw the detractor." Learmu kindly reminded.

Duchamp was taken aback.

Learmel was talking about his freshly baked gadget, something that had absolutely not yet appeared in this era: laptops. In Semria, it should be called: portable calculators.

The computer, which used more than ten kilograms of rare metals and took a whole week to build on a guided workbench, resembled a silver-gray box, the color of black iron fused with various metals.

Something really valuable, where you can't see it inside the box, the Semria stone wraps around its most central part: the CPU core.

When the lid is opened, the back of the lid is still the screen. To increase its strength and water resistance, the machine did not have an input keyboard above the motherboard like a normal laptop, but was made into a separate external product.

The lower part of the box is a complete rectangular body that cannot be cut with an ordinary weapon, with only a few interfaces and buttons on the edges.

From a structural point of view, this computer may be more appropriate to call it an all-in-one computer.

Therefore, after opening the box, you can only see a Yaojing screen and an external mouse, as well as a keyboard. It's not much different from a normal calculator. But the power of the function is far from being comparable to those iron bumps in the Conductive Laboratory. This brain includes a total of eight functions: document processing, music audio-visual, game interaction, graphic design, audio-visual processing, information exchange, project development, and calculation simulation, which are far more powerful than Duchamp imagined.

In fact, Duchamp built this computer, in addition to being a kind of memory of life on the earth, it also has a more important role: to make room for his brain.

The human brain domain is not equal to the hard disk of the computer, and the large amount of knowledge and information stored in the brain domain, as well as countless memories and huge databases, all occupy a lot of his energy.

After careful consideration, he decided to move something that could be moved, and when he wanted to consult it later, it could be obtained through an external system. For example, the books in the library, as well as various games, movies, anime, and music, through a series of combing, greatly reduce the workload of the brain domain.

And all this is achieved through brain domain docking.

After the computer was built, there was an option: "The player can choose the binding method with the brain: soul binding, which is a player-specific device; Eligibility, people who meet the specified qualifications can also use this computer. Duchamp did not hesitate to choose the soul binding, in this computer, but to store a large number of ** that is closely related to him.

Therefore, as soon as the "Little White" notebook was created, Duchamp took advantage of its functions and began to develop a project that he had dreamed of for a long time, the Red Devil. Duchamp falsely claimed that this was a new product of the Chase Central Workshop, and that he would have fun with this new computer when he had time.

Learmour saw Duchamp drawing on the computer screen several times, and had a lot of fun, and came over to play two hands, but Duchamp ruthlessly rejected him with hurtful words such as "With your IQ, it is unusable".

However, it is clear that the yearning for a new type of power guide overcomes the dissatisfaction with Duchamp's sharp complaints. Learmour found an opportunity and immediately brought it up and gave Duchamp an army.

However, Duchamp immediately thought of a solution. He can't talk about it on a laptop, but he can talk about "Red Devils".

In order to be able to obtain some specific parameters of the construction mold, Duchamp issued a new task in the Civil Steering Research Association, offering a reward of 10,000 meters, to collect a full set of parameters about the current development and production of the steering car, the more up-to-date and detailed the information, the better. This task was quickly picked up by several students from the Department of Vehicles and Ships.

A few days later, he got his wish and got a large stack of materials.

Since many of the senior brothers of the Department of Vehicles and Ships work in the Lane Ford Society, it has brought convenience to the collection of information. The materials not only contain the parameters of the latest guide car of Lane Ford, some design drawings, the manuals of some components, and even the information of the core part of the guide engine. Due to the distance of the Urnoo Society, the group of students could not get the information, but some product data was also given as a reference. After these real-world product information were entered, "Xiaobai" gave an answer based on some calculations, if the Red Devil is manufactured according to these accessories and parameters, it can reach a maximum speed of 500 Sail distance per hour.

A Ferrari with a top speed of 50 kilometers per hour!

When he saw the results of this calculation, Duchamp felt that his thinking was a little confused. The performance of this car is so poor, naturally because the engine is not powerful.

However, considering that the speed of those passenger airships flying in the air was no more than that, Duchamp was relieved.

So, let's talk about the guide car, I believe this group of sons and sons will like this topic.

Duchamp cleared his throat and started with the off-road vehicles he saw at the entrance of the Ulnu Society, gradually transitioned to the advantages and disadvantages of the luxury guide cars produced by the Lane Ford Society, and finally gradually added some of the three-dimensional mechanical concepts of modern automobiles.

"The new streamlined design, comparable to the power of an airship, in order to control such an unruly Red Devil, the racer had to adapt his body to the fluid dynamics of the car, in order to minimize wind resistance, the driver's face became thinner and thinner, and at the same time, in order to pull the head away from being blown away, the racer's neck became thicker and thicker, and finally, became about the thickness of the head. Such a legendary racer, driving such a super-powered Red Devil, can reach speeds of up to 3,600 miles per hour on the racetrack! The audience commented, did he run too fast? No, it's he who flies too low! ”

Duchamp made a gesture with his hands as the plane swept over and retreated to his chest, waiting for laughter and applause.

But no.

Only Eric said suspiciously: "But Styri, now ordinary airships can fly at a distance of 800 cels, even if it is a high-speed patrol boat in the Liber Kingdom, the maximum speed is only 1800 celsels." And the guide car has to produce more friction and resistance with the ground, even if the power of the airship is installed, can it really run twice the speed of the airship? ”

Oops, how did you forget what age this is.

Duchamp smiled awkwardly, and was about to find something to round it up, when he suddenly felt a violent fluctuation under his feet. Before he could react, someone in the classroom shouted "earthquake", and within seconds, the classroom was suddenly empty.

All the students scrambled out of the classroom, and the entire building was shaken by screams and hurried footsteps descending the stairs.

In less than a minute, the people in the classroom had already poured into the courtyard.

"Hey, why isn't there any movement?"

With this discussion, the students began to calm down, and they realized that the seismic waves under their feet were just a wave.

Duchamp felt very uneasy, and he took a few steps in the small courtyard, and suddenly began to run wildly.

"Styri, what's wrong?" Fang asked in a loud voice in surprise.

"Lab!" Duchamp only said these three words, and then disappeared in front of him.

Fang's face changed suddenly, and he followed closely behind Duchamp and ran wildly.

From the Department of Conductivity to the Laboratory, it was necessary to cross most of the campus, and by the time Duchamp arrived at the Conductive Laboratory, a small group of people had already gathered there.

There was a big crack in the middle of the six-story building of the Guiding Laboratory, one side of the house was already a little tilted, the interior was a mess, thick smoke was billowing out, and the emergency firefighting facilities had been automatically activated, sprinkling water and exhausting smoke.

Seeing that the house did not fly into the sky, Duchamp breathed a sigh of relief.

He grabbed a researcher who ran out and asked, "Where is the center of the explosion?" Did you hurt anyone? ”

The researcher was shocked and said, "Underground! After speaking, he realized that there was a student in front of him, and quickly added: "It's very dangerous inside, don't go in." ”

As soon as the words fell, Duchamp had already rushed in.

The automatic access ladder has been deactivated, and the fire escape is provided by bypassing the ladder.

Duchamp opened the fire escape, glanced inside, and gasped.

There was no lighting inside, the line of sight was poor, and as the door was opened, a large puff of smoke suddenly poured up.

Thankfully, there is water everywhere now. Duchamp took out a handkerchief, soaked it, covered his nose and walked down.

The explosion apparently took place at a deeper level, with the sound of someone breaking down a door with a fire axe from underground. Duchamp found the direction of the sound and hurriedly rushed down.

The two floors below were pitch black, and the guide lamp and backup source were probably destroyed in the explosion just now.

"If only there was a flashlight!" Duchamp laughed at himself.

There were a lot of things in his package, but there was no flashlight.

Suddenly, Duchamp sounded something and snapped his fingers. A glowing orb lit up on his hand.

"Glow!" This is the most wasteful skill Duchamp has learned from the Phantom Tree, and without it, the effect is the same as it is now, emitting a cloud of light that can be illuminated. However, there are times when any scrap wood skill has a flash, such as now, and Duchamp is very much in need of its effect.

"Who's over there, come and help." Someone saw the light in the distance and shouted.

Duchamp cleared his way and ran through the choking smoke, where on the second floor were several smoky researchers who were trying to save themselves and a wounded companion. Duchamp leaned over and saw that the wounded man's head was bleeding, and he was really unlucky, probably because his head had hit a hard object during the explosion just now.

He hugged the wounded man, who was five big and three thick, and rushed out with bated breath. As soon as I arrived at the staircase, I happened to meet Fang Ye and touched it. He hurriedly called Fang and shouted, "You need lighting from below, go and find a light from above." ”

Fang hurriedly ran out with him again to find the light. There was no suitable lighting tool in the hall for a while, so Fang Lingfeng took a move and dismantled the two conductive wall lamps in the hall. He handed one to Duchamp and continued his way down.

Along the way, there were also people who stumbled up, and Duchamp and Fang avoided them, covered their mouths and noses and continued to walk down.

The two of them reached the third floor underground, at the lowest level of the underground space, and the two of them shone the lamp in their hands in all directions, and couldn't help but gasp.

The space was also apparently built to industrial standards, with a variety of facilities that Duchamp had ever seen. Obviously, there is also a 'connotation' here.

Due to the explosion, the area was in such a mess that it was completely impossible to see where the layout and roads were.

"Over there!" While Duchamp was immersed in the study of various facilities, Fang had already found the right path.

There was an area that had been cleared out of a barely passable path. The two hurriedly ran along the road. In an area that was clearly at the center of the explosion, a large gate had been broken open from the outside with a fire axe, and it appeared that someone had already gone in before them.

The two of them quickly ran to the side of the split door, and when the first person saw someone coming, he hurriedly shouted, "Come here and help." ”

This is the voice of Mr. Remur.

Although Duchamp ran behind Fang, his vision was much clearer than his, and he saw at a glance that in addition to the debris and fragments, there was blood everywhere. Teacher Remur was lying next to several people who were still in good condition, and they were treating the wounded. He found a good spot, and the blower next to it was blowing fresh air in.

Duchamp saw at a glance the man lying at the feet of Teacher Remer, and it was none other than Professor Ashley.

He suddenly felt panicked!

"How's the professor?" He asked, a little timidly.

"It's not good, he's like this, I'm afraid that if he moves, he will die. Stellory, you don't have a tactical detractor, come and heal them. Fang, you hurry up and find something to bandage them to stop the bleeding. ”

Duchamp took out a large roll of white cloth: "I brought this, see if you can use it." ”

When Remur saw it, he was overjoyed: "This can be used as a bandage." "He took out his dagger and bandaged the wounded with Fang.

While the two were performing an emergency bandage, Duchamp pulled out a tactical force guide and then unleashed a magic spell.

"Accelerate healing!" In this case, the effect of this skill is the best, but it is a pity that there is a long CD time.

"Breath of Life!" This skill is still easy to use, once every 6 seconds, which is quite practical.

These two upgraded skills played a big role at this time. The half-dead wounded, after receiving treatment, had a noticeably stronger heartbeat.

Professor Ashley came to his senses, recognized his protégé, and struggled to say a word.

"You need to rest well now and don't talk." Duchamp savagely interrupted the professor.

The professor continued to repeat the sentence athereum.

Duchamp had no choice but to lean his ear over, and this time, he heard the professor's words clearly:

"I proved it!"

(This chapter was updated late, but it has more than 4,000 words, and on weekends, I always want to have more, and even sleep feels like a waste...... Wake up with a referral ticket)