Chapter 603 Bright Future

"Name?"

"Holy!"

"……age?"

"Holy!"

"Race?"

"——Holy!!"

On the laboratory table, the steel crow spreads its wings and jumps excitedly, responding to all changes with stability, like a repeater answering all of Huai Shi's questions.

It wasn't until Huaishi looked at the seven or eight pages of the standard border alien IQ test questionnaire below that she finally wisely chose to give up.

"Okay, skip the intellectual aspect..."

He sighed, threw the examination questionnaire into the corner, and rubbed his forehead.

There is no way, the crows have evolved into V2.0, and after a major version update, the situation has become weird, and it is difficult to guess with common sense.

Even Huaishi himself doesn't know what code he wrote. If he wants to figure out what he posted, he must check it from scratch.

Although the questionnaire survey is useless, according to Huai Shi's experience, his intelligence has probably grown to the level of seven or eight years old - it is obvious that he has grown a lot from speaking stumblingly before to being fluent now.

It is already a mature repeater.

I feel like going to hell is like going to the wholesale market and buying more than a thousand repeaters without bringing anything else.

What a loss!

With mixed feelings in his heart, he tapped the pen with his fingers, finally waiting for the environment change in the laboratory to be completed. A giant wind tunnel equipment was temporarily deployed from the underground and ascended indoors.

"Okay, let's fly a few times."

He reached out and lifted the mechanical crow in his hand. It felt heavy. Each one weighed about forty or fifty pounds, and it was almost impossible to move it. If this piled up all over her body like before, Huaishi felt like she would break a bone.

Old parents who find that their children are too old to carry them are probably as sad as Huai Shi is at this moment.

The door of the wind tunnel opened, Huai Shi reached out and threw the crow in his hand into the cabin. As the equipment operated, hurricanes roared out of it, forming a constant airflow.

In the hurricane, the crows skillfully spread their wings and flew up and down. There are even several nozzles on the iron wings, which can be continuously micro-manipulated and flexibly disguised, allowing them to make all kinds of fancy movements in the wind tunnel. .

Flying is my old job.

It seems nothing went wrong.

So, the maximum speed——

Huaishi began to increase the wind power level, and it didn't take long before he got effective results from the parameters on the display. After long-distance acceleration, the maximum speed was 240 meters per second.

But there is no way to keep it going for too long.

The normal speed is about 90 meters per second, but the individual qualities of crows are different, some are faster, and some are slower if they are fatter.

Taking the average is enough.

As for power...

Huaishi started scratching his head.

——How to measure the strength of a crow?

Anyway, the pair of alloy steel claws made Huai Shi's scalp numb just looking at them. An ordinary steel plate would be torn with just two claws.

Today's crows basically weigh about 30 kilograms and have a wingspan of up to two meters. They can be regarded as monsters in low-budget horror movies.

Calculated based on this weight and speed, the force of their casual dive can tear through ordinary protective shields like paper, and even reinforced concrete structures can be effectively damaged.

The destructive power is not small.

But the problem is...the effects of forces are mutual.

That's not how the Body of Steel works. If it destroys the opponent, it may also be destroyed. Even if the machine can recover itself to a certain extent, after it exceeds this level, it may not be able to repair itself.

Maintenance is still Huaishi's job.

After studying for a night, Huai Shi still found nothing new. After the sky outside looked dim, he put down the records in his hand and went home to have breakfast.

In the humid and cold air in the early morning, the ivory tower has begun to show an active atmosphere.

In fact, this place is quite active 24 hours a day.

After all, they are sublime people, and they are all cultivators. They stay up late for forty-eight hours as if they are just playing. There are also fierce people who take drugs and stay awake for months when it is time to catch up on their graduation projects. There are quite a few people who suffer from insomnia and go to recuperate because of this...

The students who got up early or went to bed late along the way saw Huai Shi and stood by them politely, nodding and saying hello. The brave ones wanted to come up and take pictures, but Huai Shi declined them one by one.

"Next time, definitely next time."

After skillfully rejecting the female students' requests to come up and take photos, Huaishi sped up and ran home.

The gossip in the hustle and bustle recently has made him suffer enough. How dare he hook up with the female benefactor outside? Since returning to the Ivory Tower, he has been in the classroom and at home every day. Other than that, he can't leave the door. , I don't know how to do anything, just like everyone's ladies, how dare I wander around outside.

"Master, welcome back."

Uncle Fang emerged from the kitchen: "Miss Yuan and Mr. Lin will be here in a moment. You can start after you have breakfast."

"OK."

Huai Shi yawned, slumped on the sofa, looked around, and felt that something was missing: "Wait, where is Tong Ji?"

"Ms. Tongji just went back out. She seemed busy with something, but she made a reservation for today's dinner."

Huai Shi scratched his head and was stunned for a long time. His eyes suddenly widened and he was furious.

"Where did that wild woman go?" Huai Shi yelled angrily, "Next time she doesn't obey the door rules, I will break her legs!"

He reprimanded him to satisfy his master's addiction.

At this time, Uncle Fang could only hold back his laughter in the kitchen and pretend not to hear.

It's a pity that even the all-powerful Beelzebub didn't dare to poke his head out and say, "Sir, you have locked Tongji in the basement for three years." Let Huai Shi ask, "Does she regret it in the future?"

Besides, he always felt that the black-hearted woman could steal his money even if she was locked in the basement...

The world is too unsafe.

After a hasty breakfast, Huai Shi finally sobered up a little.

After the two students came to the door, I started to check their progress over the past two days.

Yuan Yuan's progress is quite gratifying. His violin skills have improved very quickly. He has improved a lot after not seeing each other for a few days.

Lin Shijiu's performance has lagged behind, he is not good at "beheading", and he has not learned Huai Shi's fancy beheading yet. But Huaishi himself doesn't have high expectations for him. If he is incompetent in fighting, he just needs to not let others fight him. If he can't fight, he must be able to outrun him.

At most, there will be a concert in a few days to give Little Nineteen a little extra time and exercise his ability to survive.

However, when handing in the homework, Lin Shijiu winked and quietly handed over a notebook, saying that I had learned everything the teacher wrote above, and several techniques were very inspiring to me. Is there any new one for me later? …

It seemed like master and apprentice were exchanging some Seqin books.

That was the draft version of "A Beginner's Guide to Hell's Kitchen Demon" written by Huai Shi in his spare time.

He finally started teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.

For the Lin family, they are naturally very sensitive to various negative sources and disaster atmospheres, so they are suitable for playing with some alchemy, curses and poisons.

Isn’t Lin Jiu’s cousin Lin Yu also a leader?

Anyway, Huaishi finally saw clearly that the Abyss Kitchen Demon was just a frame, and all kinds of messy things could be put inside it, so he just taught him the beginning and let him figure it out on his own.

If you don't learn to be good, if you learn to be bad, Xiaojiu will make great progress with each passing day.

If you can't kill the enemy's heart, you have to kill the enemy's stomach. He likes this way too much.

Actually, there was no need to be so sneaky, but there was no way, Uncle Fang wouldn't let him...

To the old man, Huai Shi was good at everything, but he really didn't like Huai Shi playing with those things at home. He would blow his beard and glare at him every time he saw it.

Huaishi could only secretly take Xiaojiu to class outside.

The effect is pretty good.

After a short period of research and practice, Lin Shijiu was able to innovate and cook colorful black porridge and colorful white rice. And there are many ways to match your own spells and introduce new ones...

I guess it won't be a problem to wait for the next knockout competition in a few years and get a Hell Chef Demon certificate.

It also made Huai Shi breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe the chef is the most stable iron rice bowl. With this skill, no matter how bad things are in the future, at least he will not starve to death.

Yuan Yuan became the Disaster Musician, you became the Hell Chef, and I became the Prince of Paradise. We all have a bright future together.

How good it sounds.

Check the progress, then provide guidance, and then assign homework.

After finishing it, it was almost noon.

"Let's stay for lunch later." Huai Shi said, "I plan to do a casting. Do you want to come over and take a look?"

Lin Jiujiu nodded happily, and Yuan Yuan didn't say anything after thinking about it.

Seeing her vague look, Huai Shi couldn't help but shake his head and ruffled her hair: "Practice is something like piano practice. It's useful to practice more, but at least you have to get some air occasionally, right? Come and give it to me in the afternoon. If you start working, it’s considered voluntary labor.”

It seems that she took the last time she was captured by Ivy as her fault that her strength was too low. Recently, she has been very focused on practicing the piano. According to what her aunt said last time, she hasn't been out for a long time, which is a bit worrying.

Huai Shi can't quite understand it.

Isn't that just being captured? The teacher himself is so happy staying in the Ivy League prison. Are you still worried about humiliating the teacher?

Besides, don’t they take care of you with good food and drink? Why did you just follow the classes for a semester and find out that you failed and had to make up the exam?

Trying too hard can easily lead to trouble.

For a Buddhist like Huaishi, the most important thing in life is the balance between work and rest. If you can’t touch the fish anymore, what’s the point of living?

He held his chin and began to think.

Do you want to go back and buy some movie tickets and find an excuse to take Yuan Yuan out for some fresh air? How bad it is to be bored at home.

But what is puzzling is why every time he thinks about it like this, he always feels a vague premonition of death?

Life is so difficult to understand.

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At ten minutes on the second day of the afternoon, Huai Shi took the students to the alchemy equipment management center ‘Tai Yiyuan’ in the school on time.

The name is Taichiyuan, but in fact it has nothing to do with the Taichi in the Heavenly Genealogy, nor is it the Taichi in the cartoon.

It is a term in alchemy.

He rose from hell and descended from heaven, thereby completing the miracle of the One.

The unity here refers to the origin of all things, and everything flows from the supreme source. To say the least, there's nothing creative about it. To use an analogy, it's like having a hotel or a Longmen Inn.

One look at the name and you can tell that Russell chose it casually and didn't think much of it at all.

In the final analysis, it is the level that is not good!

Huai Shi secretly slandered.

Sorry, I only planned to take two days off...but my fasciitis broke out again, and it hurt so much that I doubted my life...

There will be another update later