Chapter 14: The Frequency of Life of the Scottish Steward
The 16th deacon of the Union of Sain, George. Byron, who said:
If I meet you again, after a long thousand years, how will I congratulate you?
To silence? With tears?
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Dai Lan fell rapidly from mid-air, his ears were windy, and his heartbeat was abnormal.
The voice in his head came again: "Mr. Dai Lan, please find a way to control your speed immediately, otherwise you will lose consciousness in 22 seconds and hit the ground in 25 seconds." β
At this time, Dai Lan was shocked, and his brain went blank. He had no idea why there was a strange sound in his head.
But now he can't afford to think too much about it, and if he doesn't think about it, he will definitely die.
Just when he was helpless, the voice sounded again: "In 20 seconds, you will be unconscious from long speeding." Please find a way now! Please ...... immediately."
βSHUTοΌUP!β Dai Lan yelled into the air in English, telling the damn man hiding in his brain to shut up immediately.
Dai Lan stretched out his limbs, trying to get his balance in check, while racking his brains to figure out what to do.
As you get closer to the ground, you can see a lush forest below.
"Oh! It's hot! Your inspiration cells are too active, roasting people to death! The voice began to ramble.
Dai Lan was excited, and suddenly thought of a good way, maybe he could give it a try, and the dead horse should be a live horse doctor.
I saw Dai Lan violently contract his waist and abdomen, hold his chest, and then adjust his body to an upright head rushing down posture. Then he raised his arms straight above his head and leaned against them. It's like a diver entering the water.
With this posture, the air resistance was effectively reduced, and Dai Lan rushed down faster, and the wind blew on his face like a blade, almost tearing his cheeks.
"Are you crazy! Stop it! Hit the ground after 15 seconds! β
Dai Lan secretly cursed an idiot in his heart, and didn't pay attention to the voice.
Two seconds later, Dai Lan reached a very fast speed, and he felt like he was about to pass out. With the last bit of strength, he suddenly turned his body in mid-air, stretched out his limbs, and spread himself flat in mid-air, forming a "big" character.
The wind around him seemed to suddenly become stronger, blowing Dai Lan upwards even more violently, and the acceleration of his fall was greatly relieved.
Although his face was very painful by the wind, Dai Lan showed an imperceptible smile, it seems that this method has worked!
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the ground, Dai Lan flew straight down.
Fortunately, there is a large forest below, and it is the height of summer, and the foliage is luxuriant. Dai Lan fell on the branches of the trees, slowing down the speed of falling, breaking countless branches in an instant.
"Bang!" At the same time, the impact startled countless birds.
Dai Lan fell to the ground hard, feeling like every inch of his bones were broken.
Countless Venus stars appeared in front of him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.
The voice sounded again, this time with a much more respectful appearance: "Dear Mr. Dai Lan, you are really too smart. The drag vs. velocity formula comes to mind. The speed was controlled in time and our lives were saved. It seems that Dai Mengzhu did not look at the wrong person. β
(The drag force is proportional to the cubic of the velocity.) Dai Lan first increases the speed and then increases the resistance, and after reaching a certain resistance, the speed stabilizes within an acceptable range. The branches also lost a lot of momentum as they fell. This method requires a lot of conditions and courage, so don't imitate it. In the same situation, the author strongly recommends the use of a parachute. οΌ
Dai Lan rolled her eyes and gasped for air, although she was full of disdain for the voice in her head, she couldn't say a word.
The man coughed dryly twice and said with a smile: "Dear Mr. Deathe, my name is Asimov. Murray, a Scotsman. It's Stephen. Professor Kim's subordinates, which is also known as that gift. The Lord of the Golden Alliance is afraid that you will encounter difficulties in history and magic in the Middle Ages, so he has sealed me in your mind in a special way. β
Dai Lan pursed his lips, knocked his head vigorously, and said hatefully, "This is really a special gift!" β
It's not fun for anyone to have a big living person implanted in their head.
"So, can you see my thoughts?" Dai Lan asked.
The man was a little frightened, and quickly replied, "Dear Mr. Dai Lan, I can't do this. Actually, I'm just sealed in your inspiration cells. I couldn't see anything, it was pitch black all around me. β
Hearing this, Dai Lan relaxed a little, and asked coldly: "So, you are similar to a dictionary in my head, storing some knowledge?" β
"Haha! Dear Mr. Dai Lan, you can underestimate me! "Asimov. Murray said playfully, "I don't just have magic and history, I'm very good." β
Dai Lan shook his head slightly, with a posture that he wanted to hear about it.
"Honorable Dai Lanxianβ"
"Stop! Can you be less verbose every time, just call me Dai Lan. β
The man laughed awkwardly twice, and said, "Of course, I respectβ, Mr. Dai Lan." You can call me Mu **. In fact, the Lord of the Golden Alliance is exactly what I asked me to be your butler. β
Murray looked straight and said, "Mr. Dai Lan, because my physique is very special and I am very sensitive to the potential life frequency emitted by other people or objects, I have been trained to strengthen this feeling since I was a child. β
"Life frequency? It's an interesting concept. "Dai Lan had never heard of the frequency of life.
"Actually, everyone and everything has their own specific frequency. For example, for people, the beating rate of the heart is very special. Everyone's heart beats in its own way. While the heart beats, it also radiates outward. Out of this frequency, similar to what we usually call a heartbeat. I was able to pick up its frequency and deduce the opponent's physical, magical, and force index. β
Dai Lan suddenly brightened, and then he smiled faintly and said: "According to de Broglie's theory, every object is also a wave, emitting material waves from time to time. Can you infer what an object is based on fluctuations? β
"That's right, Mr. Dailan." Murray's voice became excited, and he suppressed the emotion and whispered, "I lived to be 60 years old." You're one of the smartest people I've ever met. Maybe only Stephen. The Golden Alliance Master is comparable to you. β
Dai Lan felt proud in his heart, this sycophant was useful.
Even in the summer, the sun is scorching, but the forest is still very damp. It was wet and cold, Dai Lan was very uncomfortable lying on the ground, and when he moved slightly, he felt unbearably painful all over his body.
"Mu ** family, can you check my physical condition?" Dai Lan asked.
"Absolutely, that's part of my job."
After a few seconds, Murray said, "Mr. Dai Lan, after my examination, your left rectus femoris, vastus medialis muscle has a second degree contusion, right radius, ulnaβ"
"Speak human words!" Dai Lan's heart was cold, he. Mother. of the British are pedantic.
"Hey, I'm sorry, Mr. Dailan. In layman's terms, you have a muscle strain in your left leg and a fracture in your right arm. β
"Damn!" Dai Lan's face darkened, and after thinking about it, he fell from a height of several thousand meters and only broke his arm, which was considered great luck.
After a while, Dai Lan asked, "This is the ancient Middle Ages?" β
"Yes, Mr. Daylan." Butler Murray pondered for a moment: "Actually, there are still some differences. Your travel has led to the chaos of time and space, and it is possible that people of different generations have gathered at this point in time. β
He was about to ask something, and was about to speak, but Murray whispered, "Attention, Mr. Dai Lan." I felt a strong aura, that is, the life frequency of some people was nearby. This kind of aura is too powerful for us modern people to achieve. According to the records, the aura of this energy is even much more powerful than that of the Imperial Magician, so be careful! β
"Imperial magician?"
Murray quickly explained: "In the Middle Ages, in the magic system, there were seven levels of magicians. Magician Apprentice, Apprentice Magician, Elemental Magician, Awakened Magician, and Adjudication Magician. On this, there is no one in ten thousand, they are the imperial magician and the divine magician. It is recorded that in the entire history of the Middle Ages, there were no more than 10 imperial magicians and divine magicians. β
"Got it! Can you feel where they are going? β
"Yes, about 300 meters to your right."
I didn't expect to meet such a strong master on the first day I came to the Middle Ages.
There were no more than 10 of the most powerful mages in the entire Middle Ages! Listening to Murray's words, Dai Lan's heart was surging. He had long forgotten his fears and decided to go there and have a look.
Fortunately, it was only a thigh strain, and although it seriously affected the movement speed, it was not difficult to walk a distance of 300 meters. It's just that the fracture on the arm is more troublesome.
Dai Lan picked up two branches, pulled a sleeve as a bandage, bandaged it simply, and quietly touched the place where the aura was.
"Mr. Dai Lan, I ask you very seriously to consider my suggestion. Given the danger of being the most powerful great mage in front of us, it would be best for us to flee in the opposite direction. I think it would be a very good idea to look for Bristol City and Mr. Bruno first. β
It's this damn Bristol City again, Bruno.
Dai Lan ignored Murray's opinion, and instead asked, "You just said that the Lord of the Golden Alliance asked you to come to the Middle Ages with me, what should I do?" β
Murray said humbly, "Mr. Dai Lan, the Lord of the Golden Alliance asked me to use my magic and historical knowledge to help you and be your butler. β
"Well, then you will be your housekeeper!" Dai Lan said coldly.
Actually, for the gift of the Lord of the Golden Alliance, this living dictionary steward, Dai Lan is still very welcome. However, the thought of a 60-year-old man hiding in his head all the time and monitoring his every move can be a little unbearable for anyone.
Murray didn't say anything more, just hummed.
Dai Lan held the stump leg and quietly walked in the direction of that aura.
There was still about 50 meters away, and Murray reminded again: "Oh my God, this aura is too powerful. I could feel two people in front of me. Judging by their life frequency, they should be god-level magicians. β
Dai Lan was stunned and looked forward. An open space looms ahead, and in the distance a huge waterfall cascades down from the sky, and the sound of the water is deafening.
At this time, Murray whispered: "Mr. Dai Lan, there should be two people in front." One is undoubtedly an orthodox magician, the most powerful magician. The other is very strange, his aura is not inferior to that of a mage at all, but his life frequency is very different. It's like, it's likeβ"
He said two things in a row, and suddenly shouted: "I remember!" This frequency, like you, is peculiar to the Oriental! In other words, he and you are from the same country! β
Dai Lan was still reminiscing about the words of Mu **'s family, when he heard an old but very profound voice in front of him:
"Peach blossom nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, peach blossom fairy under peach blossom nunnery.
The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money.
The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.
I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields. β
(Help me make a collection, Born, thank you!) οΌ