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Chapter 45: Strange Ways of Strengthening

After class, Mu Zhengguang went to the next class. He looked at the window for a moment, and a warm-hearted classmate with good eyesight told Xu Yingze that someone was looking for her.

Xu Ying was no longer standing in the shadows. The light from the window fell on her hair, flickering dimly like clouds.

The two people stood face to face, perpendicular to the wall, half in the light and half in the dark.

Mu Zhengguang handed the ink to her and couldn't wait to tell her the special features of the new ink: "I heard from Lu Hao that the color change range has been reduced, but gold has been added to it, so the glitter effect is better."

Xu Ying shook the ink bottle, and dots of light floated in the water, with a series of colors. This gift was more valuable than she thought, but she accepted it without any burden: You must have given Lu Hao something of higher value in exchange for this bottle of ink. You do what you want to do well, and so do I. I can receive and I can give. I am willing to receive because I have long been prepared to give.

"Gold? You're so bold! Thank you."

"I've tested my attributes, and just as you guessed, it's fire."

"Oh. People always say that fire and water don't mix, but you and I must be special cases."

The get out of class was over not long, and the two didn't have much to say, so they finished quickly and then parted ways.

Mu Zhengguang thought that sending the colored ink did not mean that the "dedication" of the two people would be equal again. This road was still long, and sending small gifts was just the beginning. Perhaps it would never be possible to achieve equality, but since both parties wanted to give to each other, it didn't matter whether it was equal or not.

For Lu Hao, a bottle of golden ink was enough to thank Mu Zhengguang for sending him to the hospital, paying for his medical expenses, treating him to a meal, giving him snacks, and so on. He saw Mu Zhengguang coming back from the next class and guessed that his deskmate should have given the ink to Xu Yingze: It doesn't seem sincere to give someone else's things as a gift! Your wife is really easy to talk to. Just "casually" handing over something can make her happy. If I want to give a gift to someone I like, what should I give? Will she refuse to accept it?
Lu Hao asked him: "How did you win her over? Can you share some of your experience?"

Mu Zhengguang pondered for a moment: "We are together without chasing each other. I have no experience in this matter."

"Yeah. You guys have been together since elementary school?"

"Unlikely?"

"Okay." Lu Hao looked at Li Moqi carefully, lowered his voice and said, "I don't know when she will respond to me. What if she never responds?"

Mu Zhengguang changed his usual smiling and leisurely attitude, thought again and again, and finally said: "You worry too much. People who are destined to be together will always be together and can't be separated. Things that are destined to happen will always happen as expected. However, before the result appears, do your best."

It seems natural for like-minded people to become partners, but this is rare. Such people may also separate unwillingly for various reasons, or even drift apart. All of this is inevitable, but there is no trace to follow.

My encounter with her was "accidental" and has no reference value. There is a noun in English, serendipity, which a classmate once used as a nickname. I looked up the meaning of this word: the luck/talent of discovering treasures. Both are related to fate.

Even if we don't consider how she and I met, we have known each other for ten years, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Unless time goes back, go back to the past and get to know each other again. But even if time goes back, my story cannot be imitated. When you meet the person of your life, when you become a confidant, it seems accidental, but it is inevitable. Whether it is accidental or inevitable, many people can't wait, are unwilling to wait, and dare not wait.

Focusing on the present, Mu Zhengguang is not optimistic about the relationship between Lu Hao and Li Moqi. Lu Hao's score has caught up with Li Moqi and far exceeded it, but the score is not a decisive factor in the relationship between the two. These two have been sitting in the front and back seats for more than a month, and it seems that they have only said a few words? Definitely no more than ten sentences.

As far as he could remember, Li Moqi had never taken the initiative to talk to Lu Hao. For these two people to get together, it was not too difficult, but at least the timing was not right.

Lu Hao felt lost. In his opinion, this sentence was as good as nothing. He envied her sincerely and sighed sadly: "You are so lucky!"

Mu Zhengguang said quietly, "A person's destiny is like a written book or a movie played in reverse. It may look good, but it may not be good. It may look bad, but it may not be bad."

Lu Hao disagreed: Destiny is invisible and intangible, how can we trust it? Power, scores, wealth, these things are real, these things can change destiny and make me closer to her. For example, the seat, because I got power, my score increased, and because my score increased, I can sit behind her. Speaking of power, you are obviously the most powerful person in the class.

Thinking of this, Lu Hao asked another question: "Do you have any secrets to become stronger? I am close to the water and the moon is the first to see it."

"Maybe. Water, fire, wind, earth and space, this is the classification of the country of suffering. Fire is light, and the attribute of light is color. Common colorful creatures include butterflies and mantis shrimps. Why don't you try to make them into paint?" Mu Zhengguang was not talking nonsense when he said this. His basis was: she used the yearbook to strengthen herself, and such a far-fetched method could work. If you use the colors of butterflies and mantis shrimps to decorate yourself, you must have a high success rate.

Mu Zhengguang's tone was exaggerated, and the method he proposed was too unique and unreasonable. Lu Hao didn't dare to believe it completely: "Will it work?"

“It may not be useful.”

It may not be useful, but it may be useful. Lu Hao thinks it is worth a try: "I will go buy mantis shrimp tomorrow."

When Zhang Sutian heard the important information, he was overjoyed and eager to try it out.

His asymptote is called: transportation capacity related to "wealth".

Color can complement light, so surely money can make money. When inspiration strikes, opportunity is right before your eyes.

Before reaching the asymptote, Zhang Sutian's life goal was simple and pure, in short, it can be summed up in two words: get rich quickly.

His family is not poor. His father is a doctor and his mother is a teacher. They own two houses and a store in the county town. All in all, they can even be considered moderately wealthy.

Living conditions and family income have nothing to do with the asymptote, but Zhang Sutian wanted to get rich quickly, so he got "wealth".

The transport ability related to "wealth" made him lose miserably in the modeling competition. But this power can only be described as inferior, not mediocre at best. He scored 15 points, that is, four consecutive wins, accounting for 1/16 of the crowd, which is promising. It is not impossible to go further. The premise is that he can figure out what "wealth" is.

The next day, when he was in class, Mu Zhengguang suddenly discovered that his two neighbors were not here: Lu Hao was not here, which was understandable. He said yesterday that he was going to buy shrimps, so he must have gone today. He has always been very active and reliable in what he said and did. But why didn't Zhang Sutian come? If he didn't come, then he didn't come. That's your business, not mine. I also want to find a way to become stronger.

Ying uses time to strengthen her running ability. If her attribute is not "water" as it seems, but "time", the corresponding element to "water" is "fire", and the corresponding element to "time" is "space".

According to the legend of the Kingdom of Suffering, Brahma first created the mind that is both real and unreal, and from the mind, it transformed into creation and gave birth to emptiness, the attribute of which is sound. If we understand "emptiness" as space, it would be narrow. But the "emptiness" in the full sense is not something I can touch now. In this case, I can take a step back and look for "sound".

I first used the Existential Clearing technique, and the object of my action was “sound”. It is not accurate to describe the cause and process of this series of events as coincidence, as if there was an invisible hand pushing them.

Don't listen to other people's voices. Those voices are influenced by the power of existence. They come when you call them and go when you wave them away. Only the voice in your heart is the source of power. Sort out your thoughts. Where should I start with the story about asymptotes?
Although the error rate of DNA replication is about 10^-9... The phenomenon described in this sentence can be seen intuitively in the material world, so what about the world of thought? If we regard the deviation from the directrix as an error in DNA replication, the asymptotes of different people are roughly equivalent to the form of variation. In other words, power comes from the mind, more specifically, from people's thoughts, or, from certain characteristics.

In order to verify this conjecture, Mu Zhengguang once explored the origin of Lu Hao's dyeing ability.

Lu Hao's family doesn't have a chameleon, and he has never learned to paint, but he once did something related to color, which is something that most people would never think of, let alone do.

There are ten common colored chalks: blue, yellow, orange, purple, green, sky blue, purple-red, pink, orange-yellow, and blue-green. Lu Hao collected all ten colors of chalk, crushed them, mixed them in an unknown ratio, and soaked them in water.

Chalk dust is insoluble, so it is mixed with water to form a suspension. During the static process, he obtained a bottle of liquid that was truly gradient, with the top layer being clear and the bottom layer being turbid.

After a long period of stratification, a light purple "soil" accumulated at the bottom of the ink bottle. The liquid above the accumulated soil was blue, like the copper sulfate solution in the junior high school chemistry textbook.

Lu Hao shook the ink bottle, and the chalk dust seeped into the water again, and the blue liquid was "contaminated", with a rich and complex color. When the impurities settled again, the experiment was halfway done.

He used a syringe to draw out the blue liquid, changed a container, and let it stand for several times. He injected the "pure" blue substance he got last time into a fountain pen and wrote. The handwriting was very light and unsatisfactory.

After listening to his story, Mu Zhengguang concluded that the dyeing power was related to the chalk experiment many years ago.

(End of this chapter)