Blue and White Society Chapter 646: Physical ghost killing

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

How could Mo Poor not know about the densest stacking of six directions? And he forgot, which means he 'used' this knowledge.

And the power is good. 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, the depth of knowledge is the value of force, brothers, do them!"

"If the white cloth can be killed, 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, consecrating bullets and flying swords, 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.

I saw Jiang Long's fingertips swinging a beam of stellar energy, stabbing 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!"

Unfortunately, area attacks are meaningless. The first white cloth ghost that touches the attack absorbs all the damage. At the same time, Jiang Long forgets what he thought, and then the rest of the ghosts shot by the air needle are not damaged at all. , the air needle passes directly through the body, as if there is nothing.

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

The spear 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.

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.

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

The instructors on Limit Island have taught these principles very clearly.

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

The gamma-level containment in front of you is too dangerous to let them grow. Since you have weaknesses, let's fight!

"Black hole radiation!" Jiang Long's spear was like a dragon, and he smashed the 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 side, 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 to deliberately attack at all. Basically, a set of knowledge is visualized in the heart, and then a target is given, and the invisible attack is quickly completed.

White Cloth Ghost Shadow doesn't care how powerful the physical attack is, as long as it touches something, more than 50% of the force 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." knowledge."

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

Master Gou said: "Don't think too 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 look and beat 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 half of a white cloth ghost was annihilated.

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.

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

Gao Ye told him it was the fine structure constant.

Of course Mo Poor doesn't remember, but he said, "This thing does a lot of damage!"

As we all know, although I just said a noun, it was just for convenience. In my heart, I actually thought of a whole set of theoretical derivations, including the summary of many phenomena and mathematical formulas.

Mo Poor just wanted to try how powerful the derivations and proofs of various constants were, but it turned out that they were all mediocre.

God watched carefully from the side. The golden section and the constants of nature are very vague, and Planck's constant is just unsatisfactory.

Unexpectedly, a fine structure constant is so powerful that it kills one in seconds.

It is understandable that the black hole radiation theory is a second, and it contains a lot of knowledge points.

What is the fine structure constant?

Master 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.

When everyone thought about it, they almost said in unison: "It must hide some kind of truth and have 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 has reference significance for humans as well.

Maybe it really means that the closer the knowledge is to the truth, the stronger it is?

Master Gou shook his head, and let it go.

Compared to Jiang Long and Mo Poor's shots, he was even 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 killed one of them.

The first two punches only made 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 him, he opened the distance.

Because he found that most of the knowledge of physics has been deduced, and many of them are mutually confirmed and quoted.

Forgetting one will directly lead to the incompleteness of the other theory!

Master 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 quickly 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, it also contains truth.

After punching this punch, Lord Gou said: "What did I use? How come the knowledge of quantum mechanics is 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 several theoretical sets, then use them together, not separately!"

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

Three models were conceived at the same time, an instant critical strike, and one was annihilated.

These three atomic models are inheritance relationships, and at the same time, the power of the idea 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 slammed an elbow.

The white cloth ghost immediately disappeared.

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

When Mo Poor saw it, he smiled and said, "He's not dead... The neutron is not strong."

After that, he stretched out a finger to the side, tapped the rag, and softly said: "De Broglie!"

Seeing that little bit of white cloth disappear in an instant, Mo Poor finished the knife.

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