“...... In the Austenite space-time theory, taking the Siggs mechanism as the starting point, under a certain range of space-time, the intensity of active individuals is inversely proportional to the lifetime of this space-time......"

“...... The spells involved in this theorem include..."

“... In this part of the derivation, we can use the Lie-Mack expansion to approximate the substitution of a polynomial for some of the complex functions..."

“... When the T value is 0, we can get Lauren's formula with the Perrin term..."

“... This conclusion is converged to obtain an approximate H effective solution..."

“......”

Professor Yao stood on the podium and waved his pipe, talking eloquently.

On the wall behind him, in a wide blackboard, chalk words of different colors crisscross each other, listing dense formulas and derivations.

And these spells are still extending and expanding with Lao Yao's explanation.

Everyone, including the high-achieving public-funded students and chief students, as well as the sophomores and juniors, stared blankly at the blackboard and listened to the analysis and explanation as if they were in heaven.

The classroom was silent, and no one spoke.

lest he be named by Lao Yao and lose face in front of everyone.

Zheng Qing copied the lecture notes on the blackboard on the title page of "Philosophy of Magic" one by one, and read them patiently and word by word.

Read it again.

Repeat three times.

Then he felt the call of Zhou Gong.

It was a powerful hypnotic spell, and the young public student shook his head in pain, resisting the call that he couldn't refuse, and tried to tear his eyelids that were almost glued together again.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

For some reason, the phrase kept swirling in his head.

So, he finally gave up saving himself and poked the big doctor next to him with the pen: "Do you understand?"

As if it was a signal, the eyes of several students around him focused for a moment.

"I felt the deep malice of the world... The source of magic is repelling my watching. Duan Xiaojian sighed deeply, and turned to look at Xiao Xiao in a flattering voice: "If there is still such a light in this darkness, it must be you, our loveliest Dr. Xiao!"

"Hmm. Xiao Xiao frowned, and said cautiously: "I can understand every word that Lao Yao said..."

The others were overjoyed.

"I'll leave it to you!" Duan Xiao Jian happily stuffed a piece of panda tobacco candy: "The purple clove is scented, and it is said that it can taste the taste of first love...... Doctor, can you give us a simple tutorial after class..."

Xiao Xiao didn't say a word, first stuffed the piece of candy into his pocket, and then nodded vaguely.

But all this did not affect the judgment of the young government-funded students.

"And then?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows, continued to poke, and said, "I can understand every word...... Together?"

"Don't speak...... Lao Yao has seen it!" Xiao Xiao sat upright, looking at the blackboard without squinting, and refused to answer Zheng Qing's question.

At the same time, there were several clear coughing sounds from the podium.

A few boys who had a small meeting suddenly wilted.

After coughing, Lao Yao did not continue to analyze the difficult deduction on the blackboard, but knocked on the table with his pipe to reawaken everyone's attention.

"I've noticed that people aren't very interested in the very fundamental content of our theory. ”

There was a slight sound of approval in the classroom.

But more people, including Zheng Qing, just supported Lao Yao's assertion with their eyes.

"It didn't come as a surprise to me at all. Lao Yao shrugged, the corners of his mouth twitched downward, and his hands spread out slightly in front of him: "Then let me use a more popular method to help you understand this theory." ”

Again, the same sentence: within a certain range of time and space, the intensity of active individuals is inversely proportional to the lifespan of that space-time. ”

"How do you understand that?"

"In layman's terms, it means that in a small world, the stronger the active individual, the shorter the lifespan of this small world. ”

There was a neat 'oh' sound in the classroom.

Everyone had a look of abrupt realization on their faces.

That's a lot more clear, isn't it...... Masters are not good at this, and they always like to use very awkward words to express the original very simple content.

Zheng Qing smacked his lips and quickly wrote Lao Yao's sentence in red next to the note just now.

"But you need to be careful...... What has just been mentioned is only a conclusion, and it does not improve your magical theoretical foundation, and will not help you in constructing a higher magical worldview. ”

Lao Yao shook his head, obviously not very satisfied with the students in this classroom.

"In the future, you must find out where this result comes from...... Now, let me deepen your impression with a more specific case. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a blank piece of paper from the clip on the podium, lit it up, laid it out, and placed it in the air in front of him.

Then he bent his fingers and flicked it on the paper.

The blank piece of paper seemed to be fixed in the space around it, motionless in mid-air.

There was just a dull 'poof' sound.

"Suppose, this blank piece of paper is a continent. ”

"We can call it the 'White Continent'...... Don't laugh, for the ants, this continent is enough for them to explore and excavate for a long time. ”

The chuckle that had just sounded in the classroom quickly subsided.

Lao Yao squinted, nodded with satisfaction, stuffed his black pipe into his mouth, and took a few hard puffs.

"The world has a ...... So let's say that there is still a little bit of life missing in this world. ”

He emitted a puff of smoke that circled the white continent.

He turned over the pipe in his hand and shook it, and there were wisps of black soot, a little red sparks, and a few golden tobaccos that had not been completely burned out.

The soot fell on the white paper and turned into black ants.

Mars falls on white paper and turns into red ants.

There are also a few strands of tobacco that are as thin as silk, and they have turned into a few alien beasts with teeth and claws.

"Light curtain!" Lao Yao knocked on the blackboard.

The elves fluttered their wings and quickly tore off a translucent curtain, and the melodious sound echoed in every corner of the classroom.

In the blink of an eye, the originally small white continent casts a huge, clear image on the screen.

Everyone could clearly see the black and red ants, their trembling tentacles, and their sharp teeth.

They hook up on their front legs and dance in circles merrily.

Then a black ant is accidentally squeezed off the white continent by a dancing red ant.

In a struggle, it turned into ash and landed on the floor of the classroom.

The dance on the White Continent came to an abrupt end.

"Good things are always short-lived. Lao Yao stood on the podium and said with emotion: "Where there is color, there will be strife." ”

"From ancient times to the present day, there is no exception. ”

The white continent slowly swirled.

Through the wide light curtain, everyone can clearly see that the ants of the two colors have begun to gradually disengage from contact, forming two distinct groups.

"War is the most direct way to resolve disputes. ”

With these words, it seems that in an instant, two ants of different colors tore up.

Chelates, kicks, and charges at each other, slamming the shiny skulls together.

Stump legs, broken touches, and only a few minutes later, the overlapping corpses formed a zigzag mountain that separated the two ants of different colors.

Thus came to an abrupt end to this short, but brutal war.

A relieved exhale rang out in the classroom.

"If this continent is only these ants, if these ants are only capable of this. ”

"Then even if we let them hit us out of class, they will drop some soot at most...... It has no effect on our lovely white continent. ”

Zheng Qingshen nodded approvingly.

He looked at the note in his hand, and then his gaze fell back on the white world, as if he felt something. 21010