Chapter 637 Newton's Revenge
Although Fujino was well prepared, he was still a little confused. He didn't expect that he could jump so high.
After all, the posture just now was too scary. If you didn't know, you would think that he would become an astronaut who loves to eat jelly!
I can only say that Dr. Agasa is worthy of being a scientist in the world of science.
The things he took out are comparable to the plug-ins extracted from the system.
It's really awesome.
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Dr. Agasa was slightly shocked, and when he recovered, he hurriedly recovered the burning sneakers as if they were treasures.
Successful inventions are not too precious, after all, they can be made.
Failed inventions are the most precious.
Especially those inventions that have been verified to be successful, but suddenly failed.
This kind of experimental data is a rare reference for him, a science inventor.
"Brother Fujino, you are amazing!"
"You jumped so high just now."
"Just like Kamen Rider!"
"No way..."
Fujian looked at the people in front of him and laughed.
But the phrase "like Kamen Rider" is not quite accurate.
After all, he just became Kamen Rider the day before yesterday.
That is, the Kamen Rider of this world, and the first generation.
"This guy is too scary."
Conan looked at the pit that Fujino stepped on, and first couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then silently comforted himself: "This must be because of the foot strength enhancing shoes... Yes, it must be because of the foot strength enhancing shoes!"
"..."
Beside him, Huiyuan Ai looked at Conan, whose expression kept changing.
It's really... hopeless.
It's okay to deceive your brothers, but why did you deceive yourself?
"Using electricity and magnetism to stimulate the acupuncture points on the feet should not normally cause internal overload. Could it be that the output force is too large, causing internal burning..."
Dr. Agasa came back holding a burnt shoe. Fujino glanced at the old man who was muttering and asked, "How is it, Dr. Agasa, have you found the problem?"
"Well, I've almost found it."
Dr. Agasa thought for a while, "Just strengthen the strength of the internal components and weaken the degree of strengthening."
"Then I'll trouble you, Dr. Agasa."
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Dr. Agasa recovered the football shoes to the laboratory, and then drove to the suburbs with a few little ones.
Ayumu and Mitsuhiko were both excited. Although it was not their first camping, they were still excited.
Conan was sitting in the back seat, whispering to Dr. Agasa: "Hey, Dr. Agasa, are Fujino's foot-strengthening shoes the same as mine?"
Dr. Agasa nodded: "They are the same."
"Really?"
Conan lowered his eyes and looked at his foot-strengthening shoes, and recalled Fujino's amazing performance just now.
If he didn't have props before, he thought he could still fight Fujino on equal terms, but now, it's bullshit.
He was beaten directly with props.
I guess Xiaolan wasn't so cruel.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little unbalanced, and doubted whether his foot-strengthening shoes were genuine.
So he asked Dr. Agasa again: "Dr. Agasa, you really didn't strengthen it?"
"I just modified the adult version of the foot-strengthening shoes I prepared for you before, the power is the same."
Dr. Agasa was speechless for a moment, "Of course you can do that, but the whole leg may be broken at that time. After all, my setting limits the multiplier to the range that the leg can withstand under the reaction force."
What he said is actually true. The multiplier of the foot-strengthening shoes is only a certain amount. If the power is increased, the foot strength can be increased in theory, but relatively speaking, the human leg bones can't withstand such a reaction force.
In short, don't blame the uneven road if the person is not good.
What he invented is still good, but Conan can't exert the power to the limit.
Conan: "Uh..."
His high school brain, which had not been used for a long time, started working again.
Suddenly remembered the reaction force.
After all, if Dr. Agasa didn't say it, he almost forgot that this thing really existed.
But since the impact and reaction force are still there, how hard are Fujino's bones?
He hasn't broken his bones yet, could he be harder than steel?
What steel bones?
At this moment, Dr. Agasa suddenly stepped on the brakes.
The tires of the Volkswagen Beetle made a "clicking" sound during the rapid braking.
Then the front of the car tilted forward, the rear wheels took off, and the rear brakes stopped in place.
Conan, who was still leaning on the driver's seat, hit Dr. Agasa's Mediterranean head with a "bang!".
He felt the revenge of the reaction force deeply.
This wave is Newton's revenge.
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The yellow Volkswagen Beetle in front braked awkwardly.
In comparison, Fujino's Ford Taurus was very stable.
Noticing the obstacle in front, Fujino stepped on the brakes and stopped immediately.
In front of Dr. Agasa was a travel RV parked in the middle of the road. The RV was very large and looked like a truck.
"What a big car..."
"It looks like a camper."
"It seems that there is no one in the car."
Several children got out of the car and looked around the RV, all of them with a curious look.
"Really!"
Conan covered the big bump on his head: "Who would leave this kind of RV lying in the middle of the road without moving!"
"It's really dangerous."
Fujino got out of the car and walked over, nodding in agreement.
Seeing the big bump on Conan's head, he immediately understood what was going on.
He got his comeuppance for doing that anti-Newton operation every day, right?
This time, Newton's coffin lid can be suppressed.
"Hey, you little brats!"
At this time, a man wearing a blue shirt, short hair, and earrings, who looked like a gangster, came over and shouted, "Don't touch that car with your dirty hands!"
"After all, this is the most precious car of our best friend!"
A woman wearing a red vest and short golden hair next to her echoed, and turned to the woman who followed behind her and asked, "Am I right, Qinghua?"
"It's okay to just touch it, and my uncle who lent the car to me won't mind."
The woman named Qinghua wore a lavender sleeveless top, beige trousers, and had long straight black hair. She seemed a little restrained in her words, and she had a sense of Japanese beauty.
Fujino turned his head and cast his eyes on the few people, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes, his eyelids drooped, and his eyes narrowed as he looked at them.
If this sentence was said by the owner of the car, perhaps he would not feel anything, after all, it is not good to touch other people's cars casually.
But since the car owner didn't say anything, what reason do you, an outsider, have to educate the child on his behalf?