Blue and White Society

  Chapter 657 Physical Ghost Killing

   "It's right if you don't know..." Master Gou laughed.

  How could Mo Poor not know the hexagonal closest stack? And he forgot, which means he 'used' this knowledge.

   And the power is good. At that time, the impact directly knocked the white cloth out of the hole. Although it is not as powerful as the complete science popularization of the brief history of time, it is much more powerful than the Four Books and Five Classics.

   "Knowledge is power, depth of knowledge is force value, brothers, do them!"

   "If it can kill Baibu, this containment will be easy to handle."

   "Don't forget to turn on the recording and shout out the knowledge you have used."

  Using scientific knowledge as a sacrifice, the bullets and flying swords were consecrated, and everyone immediately fought with the white cloth ghosts.

   Every time a move is made, it is best to call out the knowledge consumed, otherwise no one will know what knowledge is gone, after all, it is completely forgotten.

  Seeing Jiang Long's fingertips swaying a beam of stellar energy, piercing the white cloth ghost, and shouting: "Extreme tunnel ray..."

   This move directly crippled, and before the white cloth approached, the stellar energy exploded and turned into a dense patch of air needles: "Roentgen radiation!"

It's a pity that range attacks are meaningless. The first white cloth ghost that touches the attack absorbs all the damage. At the same time, Jiang Long forgets the knowledge he wanted, which in turn causes the rest of the ghosts shot by the air needle to remain intact. Directly through the body, as if there is no.

   Seeing that he could only attack one target, Jiang Long didn't do any fancy work anymore. He extended the best metal in his palm into a spear, and shouted: "Cherenkov Radiation!"

  The long gun swept across the white cloth, directly smashing a ball of white cloth half-damaged by Roentgen's radiation into nothingness, completely annihilated into nothingness.

   "It can really kill!" Jiang Long said happily.

  When everyone saw that Jiang Long had killed one, they immediately felt relieved. It would be easy if they could kill one, but they were afraid of being completely invincible.

   So what if there is a price? Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a long time, they develop in a balanced way in order to make themselves able to cope with various situations as much as possible. Although they are not as accomplished as those in the research department in the field of natural science, they can still easily get the title of professor in society.

   Members are involved in everything, God knows which knowledge will come in handy, which skill will save my life?

   These principles are taught very clearly by the instructors on Limit Island.

  At this moment, it’s just a bit strange to use it. It’s okay to use all the knowledge as a one-time consumable in exchange for killing monsters.

  The gamma-level containments in front of us are too dangerous to grow. Since they have weaknesses, let’s fight!

   "Black hole radiation!" Jiang Long's spear was like a dragon, and he smashed a white cloth ghost directly into the face. With just one shot, it was completely reduced to powder on the spot.

   Obviously Mr. Hawking's black hole radiation theory is very powerful.

  He shook his hand again, and slashed down vertically, seamlessly connecting the 'X-ray diffraction', 'Raman effect', and 'atomic decay', and once again eliminated the white cloth ghost next to him.

  On the other end, Mo Qiong was not idle either.

  He doesn't even bother to use a weapon, because as long as he moves, the air colliding with the surface of his body will shoot to a certain target with will.

  So there is no need for deliberate attacks at all, basically visualize a set of knowledge in mind, and then give a target, and quickly complete the invisible attack.

  The white cloth ghost doesn't care how powerful the physical attack is, as long as more than 50% of the force that touches it is emitted by someone in a consecrated state, then it will touch it.

  After realizing this, Mo Poor was shocked and said: "It seems that it has nothing to do with whether others want to attack it or not. As long as someone accidentally touches them from a distance when he visualizes qualified knowledge, he will lose the relevant knowledge."

   "This is a black hole of knowledge. If someone randomly releases coercion and fluctuations, and it is within the range of influence, then all the knowledge that person thinks will disappear at the same time..."

  Grandpa Gou said: "Don't think so much, take it in first!"

  Mo Poor nodded and said, "Of course..."

   If the containment can be destroyed, destroy it as much as possible. Never show mercy to such a high-risk containment for a certain purpose. Greed kills humans.

  I saw Mo Poor walking while staring at a white cloth ghost: "Golden ratio!"

  A collision of air directly annihilated a piece of white cloth the size of a thumb.

   It looks like he just gave Ghost Shadow a glare and punched it like this.

  Mo Poor did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but found another intact white cloth ghost, and continued to test the attack.

   "Natural constants..." Mo Poor waved his hand, and a white cloth ghost pierced a few small holes.

  He dodged a group of people emerging from the ground, and then blew on one of them: "Planck's constant."

  With this breath, a white cloth ghost was annihilated by half.

  Mo Poor shook his head, and flicked his fingers while walking, firing a small air cannon.

   "Fine structure constant!"

  In an instant, the white cloth ghost that was hit was wiped out, and disappeared completely.

   "Eh? What did I use just now?" Mo Poor asked hastily.

   Lord Gou told him it was the fine structure constant.

  Of course Mo Poor didn’t remember, but he said, “This thing does a lot of damage!”

  Everyone knows that although they just say a noun, it is just for convenience. What they think in their hearts is a whole set of theoretical derivations, including summaries of many phenomena and mathematical formulas.

  Mo Poor just wanted to try how powerful the derivation and proof of various constants were, but it turned out that they were all average.

   Lord Gou watched carefully from the sidelines, the golden section and natural constants are very vague, and Planck's constant is just unsatisfactory.

   But I didn't expect that a fine structure constant was so powerful that it killed one in seconds.

  The theory of black hole radiation is justifiable, it contains a lot of knowledge points.

  What is the fine structure constant?

   Lord Gou thought about it, and tried to consume only the value of the fine structure constant, which is approximately '1/137'.

   It turned out that it was surprisingly powerful enough to annihilate a piece of white cloth the size of a palm. It is more powerful than the whole derivation of the golden ratio.

   "This number is not simple, everyone, a single number has such great power." Lord Gou said.

  Everyone thought about it, and almost said in unison: "It must hide some kind of truth, with a deeper meaning."

   This is an obvious idea. In a sense, the containment is the most 'fair'.

  The white cloth ghost seems to be able to serve as some kind of benchmark, weighing the 'weight' of some knowledge.

  This kind of weighing is obviously not divided by human standards, but it is also of reference significance to humans.

  Maybe it really means that knowledge that is closer to the truth is more powerful?

  Grandpa Gou shook his head and let it go.

  Compared to Jiang Long and Mo Poor's shots, he appeared to be more arrogant. Find the white cloth ghost that is alone, and pounce on it with a hail of hammers.

   "The wave theory of light! The particle theory of light! The electromagnetism theory of light!" Gou Ye punched three times and directly killed one.

  The first two punches only punched two big holes, but the last blow was like a critical blow, instantly annihilating the white cloth.

   "Brothers are wrong... don't use them one by one!" After Master Gou finished beating, he opened the distance.

  Just because he found that most of the knowledge of physics has been derived, and many of them are mutually confirmed and cited.

  If one is forgotten, it will directly lead to the incompleteness of the other theory!

   Lord Gou killed one, and wanted to use his duality iron fist to kill another one, but found that the theory lacked a fundamental explanation for the photoelectric effect. There are still many inexplicable defects, and he doesn't even remember what he is missing.

  He hurriedly reminded everyone, and at the same time saw the white cloth flying from the side, he still forcibly smashed out the iron fist of wave-particle duality.

   This punch was so powerful that it crippled the white cloth. This is still the incomplete version.

  It seems that incomplete theories are also theories, just like a three-character scripture, which also contains truth.

  After punching this punch, Lord Gou said: "What did I use? Why is the knowledge of quantum mechanics missing a lot? Eh? Why did I say again? I felt that something was missing before."

  He frowned, and didn't think too much: "Brothers strive to kill with one blow. If you want the power of a collection of several theories, then use them together, don't use them separately!"

   As he spoke, Lord Gou punched out: "Dalton's atomic model! Thomson's atomic model! Rutherford's atomic model!"

  Three models are conceived at the same time, an instant critical strike, annihilation of one.

  These three atomic models are inheritance relationships, and at the same time, the power of conception can be combined to maximize. If it is used separately, the kind of amnesia that even forgets the understanding will greatly reduce the power of the knowledge used later.

   Master Gou adjusted his thoughts, and then another one floated beside him.

  At this time, Lord Gou had mapped out the Bohr atomic model in his mind, turned around, stabbed obliquely to get close, and punched an elbow.

   Immediately, the white cloth ghost disappeared.

   Then Lord Gou kicked out the 'neutron model' again, smashing a piece of white cloth to pieces, leaving only a few rags.

  Mo Qiong saw it and smiled and said, "It's not dead... The neutron is not strong."

   After finishing speaking, he stretched out a finger aside, tapped the rag, and said softly, "De Broglie!"

  Seeing that little bit of white cloth disappear in an instant, Mo Poor completed the make-up.

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  (end of this chapter)