"It's not an injury, I've reassembled the shell several times, so I'm too familiar with this body to let it disintegrate into a nucleus at any time, or I can have it reassembled into new flesh at any time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Zhuang Yan thoughtfully comforted the frightened recorder and beckoned him to look at his finger: "Look, it is as good as ever before. ”

The recorder came back to his senses and looked at it, and Zhuang Yan's index finger was intact. But the vivid picture of the severed finger sizzling and spurting blood still stayed in the recorder's mind, making his heart beat faster, and he couldn't help but think that he was hallucinating, and always wondered if he was crazy.

"However, in the process of reorganizing the body, the nuclei of the atoms I command must capture electrons to reconstruct the chemical bonds, a process that causes the necessary loss of energy." Zhuang Yan elaborates, "I have a unique energy overdraft system to pay for these energy sources. ”

"Where does the energy come from?" The recorder is personally selected by the Chief of Staff, and he must check that nothing is missing.

"From the Sea of Dirac." Zhuang Yan felt troublesome, and didn't bother to explain to him, but after hesitating, he still said: "Heating the old substance will decompose, and the synthesis of new matter will explode, these accidental events imply a simple axiom: the disintegration of macroscopic matter requires the absorption of energy, and this energy will be released when it is reassembled. So I break down my fingers, it's an energy-consuming process; The reorganization of my body is supposed to produce energy, but because I need to capture new electrons, I have to 'do work' to convert the kinetic energy of the electrons into potential energy, so I also need to consume energy, so I have to pay a lot of energy to complete the process of decomposition and recombination. These energies come from the Sea of Dirac. ”

"Wouldn't it be against the law of conservation of energy?"

"As I said, matter only decomposes when energy is absorbed. Therefore, the Dirac Sea absorbs a certain amount of energy before the free electrons that transition away from the Dirac Sea. And the amount of energy I took from the Dirac Sea was just enough to pay for the amount needed to capture the free electrons - it's like the electrons put a hundred dollars in your house and went out crazy, and now I borrow a hundred dollars from your house, and then lock up the crazy electrons outside, and the total amount of money has not changed, the state of the electrons being bound has not changed, everything is as if nothing happened. So, when the macrocosm and the microcosm are analyzed as a system, energy is conserved. ”

"You're playing with the rules of the universe."

"Playing with the rules and proving that I follow the rules. Besides, I didn't invent the Infinite Surge Mechanism, and you should hold the aliens who rule the right-hand arm of the galaxy accountable. ”

"......, that makes sense."

"It makes a lot of sense."

"Do you have any other special abilities?"

"I'm not very familiar with other devices...... I'll show you reluctantly. Look at my right hand. ”

The recorder stared at "Sun Shangxiang is not miserable" on Zhuang Yan's right hand and was stunned.

"I'm a quantum life, so I can transfer energy at the microscopic level and govern the state of motion of the particles. As long as I know the molecular structure of matter, I can replicate that object with a cloud of particles. At present, I am trying my best to restore my body, so I have little research on the microscopic composition of other substances, and the thing I know best is probably this simple little yellow book, so I copied it, because the microscopic structure of the paper is relatively simple. You will use this as an example of success. Zhuang Yan explained awkwardly.

"I, can I read that book?" The recorder asked curiously.

"Yes." Zhuang Yan handed "Sun Shangxiang No Misery" to the recorder. The recorder respectfully took it with both hands like handing over a cultural relic, held it carefully as if holding a porcelain, pressed the surging mood of a pilgrimage, and carefully opened it with reverence. Then I saw that my face was red and my ears were hot.

The recorder carefully turned through the pages one by one before handing the book back to Zhuang Yan, crossed his ten fingers crampedly, and hesitantly paved the way for the reckless question: "It is indeed cleverly restored." The paper is beautiful, the graphics are clear, and over time, you've studied the microstructure of the weapon at your disposal, and you're sure to be able to replicate the weapon you need for a magnificent combat mission. ”

"......" Zhuang Yan casually broke down the little yellow book, and always felt that the clerk was brewing something.

"However, based on the abilities you have shown so far, there are no laws that can bind you anymore, and you are completely free to do the things that are drawn in the book. Is there anything I can do to prevent you from trampling on the law? The clerk plucked up courage, smiled and asked the long-brewing question with a shy face.

"If you talk like this, we won't talk a little bit about it." Zhuang Yan leaned back in his chair.

The clerk lowered his head and silently crossed the "motive for violating the law" option. He consciously gave up on the issue.

"Am I like that?" Zhuang Yan raised his head and asked faintly.

"Like, so like, you're just that kind of person! You bearded uncle.,At first glance, it's a suspect in abducting Lori! The recorder didn't squeak. He looked down and scratched his hair in embarrassment, hiding the roar in his heart.

"Are there any other abilities?" The recorder restrained the urge to complain and did his job well.

"When my body disintegrates into a cloud of particles with atomic nuclei as the main body, I can easily pass through the network of atomic structures of various substances. Earthen walls, brick walls, steel walls, down to the microscopic level, are all far apart from each other's nuclei. Broken into pieces, I easily crossed those molecular networks like splashing water through a fishing net. Zhuang Yan played with his nails and said casually: "You can think that I have Maoshan wall-piercing skills." ”

The recorder frowned and asked, "The strong force armor will use the power of technology to compress the spacing between the nuclei of atoms, can such a wall stop you?" ”

Zhuang Yan frowned and thought for a moment. The silence of this moment made the recorder feel solemn heaviness.

"Yes." Zhuang Yan finally replied with a solemn expression: "It depends on the technology and craftsmanship of the strong force armor. But there is no one on earth, and you are asking this question in vain. ”

The recorder bows his head and records. But he suddenly thought of something, sweat rolled down, raised his head in awe, and cautiously asked: "You, when you copied matter, you mentioned 'memorizing its microscopic structure', right?" You mean, you copied this comic book because of its atomic sequence and molecular arrangement, you know it all by heart? ”

"Yes, the atomic composition of paper is very simple." Zhuang Yan nodded.

"However, the complexity of the composition of the human body has ......"

"Yes, the human body is made up of 24 elements, which make up proteins, lipids and sugars, and coexist with nucleic acids, vitamins, hormones, amino acids and their derivatives. Proteins alone are subdivided into quaternary structures, two types of helixes, and 100,03,213 different forms, and there are unknown proteins yet to be discovered. Zhuang Yan finally stopped playing with his nails, and looked up at the panicked and sweaty recorder: "I have memorized everything, so I can continue to restore my body." (To be continued.) )