rub the net in another world

Chapter 209 The Wind Here ([-])

Zhou Ming, who came out of the floating world, was still in a trance, still recalling Li Bole's last stroke filling.

It was a grade [-] difficulty pattern stitching question. In fact, it even went beyond the scope of pattern science. It applied a lot of temporary stitching thinking. It was a difficult problem that Zhou Ming encountered when he was brushing the ladder library.

It's a loop that doesn't make any sense, but fits the situation very well.After all, this is more of a statement from Li Bole, saying that he will provide Zhou Ming with circuit design support in the next period of time, and that short-lived situation does not support Zhou Ming to really come up with a difficult problem that bothers him. solve.

Uh...maybe it's okay to switch to other students, is this Li Bole's original intention? ? ?
Anyway, Zhou Ming gave such an extremely difficult meaningless circuit.

Learning Tiku, the idea of ​​the base is meaningless and impractical, and then, it is difficult, it is difficult to die.

Zhou Ming still remembered Li Bole's frowning appearance, and he had never expressed such doubts: "This is a very delicate pattern, but... what is its meaning?"

In such doubts, Zhou Ming pretended to be relaxed and replied: "It's beautiful, delicate, and difficult."

This answer made Blue Star's pragmatist Li Bole unable to understand. How could there be such lines?
Zhou Ming VS Li Bole, Zhou Ming scored 1:0.

Frankly speaking, when I took out such a circuit, I had such a sliver of arrogance, and I had the idea of ​​testing Li Bole.But ask yourself, who would not have such a thought if you put it here?

Who is not arrogant, especially young people.

However, even though it was extremely difficult, even though he didn't understand it, Li Bole just finished the question without any delay while frowning.

Zhou Ming asked him how he did it, and Li Bole spread his hands and said, "I don't understand the meaning of this pattern, nor its function. I understand that every part of the pattern you said is rigorous has its meaning, but Now I really can't tell, I only know that this should be painted here."

Such an answer made Zhou Ming, who was full of theory, a little messy.

Of course, Li Bole didn't really understand, he was just telling Zhou Ming that Li Bole of the classical school had used texture drawing as a horrible instinct in his long life, especially when he was in the Blue Star where the world was backward. Growing up under the circumstances made this instinct even more rough and savage.

A kind of...an enviable ability that cannot be duplicated.

Maybe Zhou Ming has a knowledge that Li Bole can't match by relying on the secret agreement, but this man who is in such a backward situation and continues to push forward his personal extraordinary path, maybe there is such a man in a billion who really crashed into a high-ranking man. There are also things that Zhou Ming will never understand.

A consensus has been reached, at least Zhou Ming thinks so.

As for the lines that troubled Zhou Ming, it can be added with Li Bole's assistance in addition to research.

Ha, it is said that he is clumsy in interpersonal relationships, but he is as easy as he is born to take advantage of academic opportunities.

The wheelchair was pushed from the floating world to the castle of ghosts. Zhou Ming, who has a star effect, is still as attractive as when he came.In fact, Zhou Ming is not so recognizable, not many people really know him, but that wheelchair is too conspicuous.

It was said on the 21st that when you see a handsome young man in a wheelchair passing by, and behind him is a beautiful woman pushing him, then you can perform the attention salute in the crowd, this is Mr. Trump.

It doesn't matter what the wheelchair looks like, it doesn't matter who the beauty is, and the boy's appearance doesn't need to be identified, as long as the three nouns are bound together, the answer can be determined.

Most of the cases are attention salutes and distant greetings, but there are also some unexpected and bold ones who will go further.

In Xinhe Square, two rows of stacked bricks and stones are extremely high, leaving a narrow path in the middle, with a road sign inserted at the end of the road - a stick with scorched marks on it and someone who didn't know who chopped it at random. The irregular wooden boards that come out are considered road signs, and the words Xinhe Square are wiped on them with charcoal black that I don’t know where. These ruins are endowed with a sense of ritual.

Yes, there is a sense of ritual with symbolic significance. Mi Yiwen took a few photos of the pair of ruins and charred street signs in a fit of illness. In her words, this is a hedging product of the dilapidated style and the mentality of life. .Zhou Ming in a wheelchair has also become one of the scenery in her photos.

Hmm... this is called adding a human touch.

The wheelchair was stopped while pushing on the path.

Meng Yanxiang stood on the top of the high ruins, because there was no sun in the Imperial Capital Mountain and there was no strong light source at this time, so he could clearly see his face even standing on the top.The piles of ruins on both sides looked like the sides of a high canyon at this time, while Zhou Ming and Mi Yiwen seemed to be walking desperately in the strategically mortal canyon. Greeted by falling rocks, it was a completely hopeless scene.

The senior waved at the two of them, motioning for Mi Yiwen to push the wheelchair to follow him, and then led the way on the "canyon" without explaining.

"Are you going to the secret base?" Mi Yiwen actively pushed the wheelchair to keep up, and became more and more excited after turning a few sideways and deviated from the route.

"What secret base?" Zhou Ming sat in the wheelchair and asked without turning his head. It looked calm on the outside, but in fact the surrounding field had covered a huge realm, and he was constantly collecting information for classification and feedback.

No useful feedback, noisy and chaotic is the main tone of the Imperial Capital Mountain at this time.In the unique state of post-war reconstruction, the surrounding field in a large area presents a high degree of interference from individuals, and each living body in the surrounding field is like a sea urchin, protruding outwards with dense and slender spikes.

With such an image and no knowledge of the so-called feedback, what can Zhou Ming judge?

Maybe it's something everyone wants to do?
At this time, the surrounding field showed its extreme unreliability, and other perception-based spells would only report information faithfully and rigidly at this time, and the image painting of the surrounding field made people... too emotional to distinguish.

"The secret base of the Magic Academy!" Mi Yiwen leaned her head closer to Zhou Ming and replied in a close voice. This action was done by a woman with a 36E upward... Zhou Ming shrank his body politely.

Mi Yiwen didn't seem to care, or maybe she didn't mind teasing Zhou Ming extra, and even pressed down on her body again:

"Every magic academy has a secret, unknown place. Just where everyone usually walks through, there is a door leading to the secret base. It's like the secret room in Harry Potter. !"

"If the 21st Academy is a century-old school, it is possible that such a place exists." Zhou Ming denied Mi Yiwen's fantasy: "If there is such a place, the space-time class is the best choice, but apart from , there is no space-time response in other regions in the entire 21st hospital.”

"Then can we create a 'secret room' here, which will become history in hundreds of years?"

　It shouldn't be the water group, the book friends misunderstood me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)