"Sister Yonglin, did I bring the water back?"

A moment later.

By the time Ji Yuehua returned from the cafeteria to the archery dojo with two glasses of water in his hand in his hand, for some reason, all the arrows stuck in the targets had disappeared. As for the Eight Meanings, Yonglin was leaning against the wall next to the door, closing her eyes and recuperating.

"Are you back?"

Sensing Ji Yuehua's return, Bayi Yonglin quietly opened her eyes, but did not look in his direction, "It's just in time, remember what I just said?"

"Let me go get a glass of water and come back?"

"Until then, stupid."

"Hey, I remember I seem to have said that it is more convenient and faster to press the board machine than to put on the arrow, pull the string, release the arrow or something?"

"This is it."

Leaning forward slightly, he moved away from the wall. Bayi Yonglin took a step forward, and a hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes, "Have you ever heard of the word "fault tolerance"? The so-called "error tolerance" refers to the "maximum range of mistakes that can be made", and as long as it does not exceed this number, the result will be the same regardless of performance. Now let me tell you one thing, the difference between the time of 0.0000001 and the 0.00000009 second is negligible. Look at it!"

Just when Ji Yuehua was still holding the paper cup in her hand, a little confused, Bayi Yonglin's soft drink immediately aroused his attention.

Although I don't know what Bayi Yonglin wants to do, judging from her serious tone, there must be some reason behind it. At that moment, Ji Yuehua was also obediently as she said, without blinking, watching every move of Bayi Yonglin attentively.

In the next moment, the unthinkable happened.

A silver-white longbow suddenly appeared out of thin air in the hand of Eight Meaning Yonglin at the same time. But when they heard the sound of "pop", the ten targets in front of the two of them were planted with four to six arrows in the center at the same time.

The total number of arrows is fifty, which is just the total amount of Ji Yuehua's group of exercises, and it can be seen from the style of the arrows that those are exactly the arrows that Ji Yuehua just used to practice.

Was it recovered when Bayi Yonglin took him back from fetching water?

No. There is a more important question than that.

Ji Yuehua asked herself, it was impossible to be wrong when he came back, the target in front of him was indeed Lian. One. Branch. Arrow. Arrow. All. Not. Yes.

Then, a miracle happened before his eyes.

At the same time, all targets were shot with a similar number of arrows.

There can be no misunderstanding, the sound of "pop" is far louder than the sound of ordinary shooting at the target, and it is impossible to imagine that it can be compared to the sound of one arrow or even several arrows. Only at the same time. The unreasonable explanation that dozens of arrows were fired at the target at the same time is the most reasonable possibility.

Ji Yuehua was sure that she hadn't even blinked her eyes However, the dynamic vision that had been praised by Bayi Yonglin, let alone seeing Bayi Yonglin's action of getting on the arrow and pulling the strings, didn't even know what was going on. It felt as if he was the only one whose time had been suspended, and the world had quietly operated through that gap, and then suddenly woke him up.

"You know what? The human brain and perception are actually weaker than imagined. If only the naked eye could barely keep up with the speed of something. Then people might be able to prioritize what they see. However, if the speed of the thing is too fast. Even if it is far beyond the speed that can leave an afterimage, at this time, whether it is a little faster or a little slower, for those who can't see anything, they will only leave two feelings: "the same time" and "memory fragments". In this case. There is actually no difference between the time of 0.0000001 and 0.000009 seconds. And what you mean by pulling the trigger and drawing the bow and getting the arrow on the bow is the same to me as the difference between 0.000001 and 0.000009 seconds, in other words, no. Yes. Difference. Other. Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Because of the impact and disharmony brought by reality. There was an unprecedented feeling of vertigo in my brain, and even the voice of the eight-meaning Yonglin explanation became a little floating.

I finally endured the discomfort caused by vertigo, and the discomfort in my stomach pouch was a bout. Under the instinctive reaction of the brain's self-preservation, Ji Yuehua slapped herself without thinking about it.

"It doesn't look like it's a dream."

Although there was a hot pain on his face, it strongly reminded Ji Yuehua of the truth of what was in front of him.

There is no room for doubt.

He put forward the idea that guns are more convenient and faster than bows and arrows, and then Eight Meaning Yonglin used his unconventional strength to stir his opinion back with ten times the force, and this is what happened before his eyes.

"How? Looking at you, it seems that you can't accept this for a while? Well, that's how it's normal. The human brain has a protective mechanism for self-defense. When I see something beyond my imagination, I will always question the credibility of the thing first, instead of thinking about whether it is because my knowledge is too shallow and my vision is too narrow. The reason why you just slapped yourself was to confirm that this was a dream, right? It's human nature."

It was as if he had just taken out the bow in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, the silver-white bow disappeared from the hand of the Eight Meanings.

Looking at Ji Yuehua's indescribable expression, Bayi Yonglin smiled proudly, and her tone was still the same as always proud, however, in an unknown angle, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes at the same time.

To be honest, the stunt she just showed in front of Ji Yuehua's eyes is undoubtedly a completely different field for Ji Yuehua, who is still a "normal person" for the time being.

For example, if it were easy to make a sword that could wield a shock wave 300 years ago, even if it were to be tried on the spot, the humans at that time would have rubbed their eyes and thought they were daydreaming.

As a part-time physician scientist, it is common for humans to have such reactions.

It is completely impossible to blame Ji Yuehua for giving such a reaction, because that is a "normal" reaction.

It's just that Bayi Yonglin, from the bottom of her heart, doesn't like this kind of "normal" reaction. (To be continued.) )

PS: P.S.1: Since noon, just like the day before yesterday, the dizziness was terrible and finally the two shifts were completed. But then again, (for those who haven't saved the manuscript) there is no constraint on taking full attendance, and it is much easier to code words.

P.S.2: However, the book review allows the author to come back tomorrow, mental limit.