Chapter 657 Physical Killing of Ghosts

"It's right that you don't know..." Gou Ye laughed.

How could Mo Qiong not know the hexagonal densest stack? And he forgot, which means he 'used' this knowledge.

And it was quite powerful. The collision directly knocked a hole in the white cloth. Although it was not as powerful as the popular science version of the Brief History of Time, it was much more powerful than the Four Books and Five Classics.

"Knowledge is power, and the depth of knowledge is the force value. Brothers, kill them!"

"If you can kill Bai Bu, this containment will be easy to deal with."

"Don't forget to turn on the recording and shout out the knowledge you have used."

With scientific knowledge as a sacrifice, they opened the bullets and flying swords, and immediately fought with the white cloth ghosts.

Every time you make a move, it is best to shout out the knowledge consumed, otherwise no one will know what knowledge is lost, after all, it is completely forgotten.

Jiang Long saw a beam of Qi from his fingertips, piercing the white cloth ghost, and shouted: "Extreme tunnel ray..."

This move directly crippled it, and then without waiting for the white cloth to get close, the Qi exploded and turned into a dense patch of Qi needles: "X-ray radiation!"

Unfortunately, the range attack was meaningless. The first white cloth ghost that was exposed to the attack absorbed all the damage. At the same time, Jiang Long forgot the knowledge he wanted, and then caused the other ghosts shot by the Qi needles to be intact. The Qi needles passed through the body directly, as if nothing.

Seeing that he could only attack one target, Jiang Long did not do anything fancy. The Best Metal in his palm extended into a spear and shouted: "Cherenkov radiation!"

The spear swept across the white cloth, directly hitting a group of white cloth that was half-crippled by X-ray radiation into nothingness, completely annihilating it into the invisible.

"It really kills!" Jiang Long said happily.

Seeing that Jiang Long killed one, everyone felt relieved. It would be easy to kill, but they were afraid of pure invincibility.

What if there is a price? They raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a moment. In order to make themselves able to cope with various situations as much as possible, they all develop in a balanced way. 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.

Members are involved in everything. Who knows which knowledge will come in handy and which skill will save their lives?

The instructors on the Extreme Island have taught these principles very clearly.

It’s just that the way of using it is a bit strange at this moment. It’s okay to use all the knowledge as a disposable consumable in exchange for killing monsters.

The gamma-level containment in front of them is too dangerous and cannot be allowed to grow. Since there are weaknesses, let’s fight!

“Black hole radiation!” Jiang Long’s spear was like a dragon, and he hit the face of a white cloth ghost. With this shot, he completely turned it into powder on the spot.

Obviously, Mr. Hawking’s black hole radiation theory is powerful.

He shook his hand again and chopped it down vertically, seamlessly connecting ‘X-ray diffraction’, ‘Raman effect’, and ‘atomic decay’, and once again eliminated a white cloth ghost next to him.

On the other side, Mo Qiong was not idle either.

He was too lazy to use weapons, because as long as he moved, the air that collided with the surface of his body would be shot to a certain target with his will.

So there was no need to attack deliberately. Basically, he visualized a set of knowledge in his mind, and then gave a target, and the invisible attack was quickly completed.

The white cloth ghost did not care how powerful the physical attack was. As long as the object that touched it had more than 50% of the force emitted by someone in the state of opening the light, then it would contact it.

After realizing this, Mo Qiong 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 in the air when they visualize qualified knowledge, they will lose the relevant knowledge."

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

Gou Ye said: "Don't think too much, contain it first!"

Mo Qiong nodded and said: "Of course..."

If the containment can be destroyed, try to destroy it. Such high-risk containment should never be deliberately merciful for a certain purpose. Greed will harm mankind.

Mo Qiong was seen walking while staring at a white cloth ghost: "Golden Ratio!"

A collision in the air directly destroyed a piece of white cloth the size of a thumb.

It looked like he had glared at the ghost and made it like this.

Mo Qiong did not pursue the victory, but found another intact white cloth ghost and continued to test the attack.

"Natural constant..." Mo Qiong waved his hand, and a white cloth ghost had several small holes.

He dodged a group of people that emerged from the ground, and blew at one of them and said: "Planck constant."

With this breath, a white cloth ghost was annihilated by half.

Mo Qiong shook his head, and while walking, he flicked his fingers and fired a small air cannon.

"Fine structure constant!"

In an instant, the white cloth ghost that was hit was reduced to ashes and disappeared completely.

"Huh? What did I use just now?" Mo Qiong asked hurriedly.

Gou Ye told him that it was the fine structure constant.

Of course Mo Qiong didn't remember, but he said: "This thing has a lot of damage!"

Everyone knows that although it is just a noun, it is just for convenience. What is actually in mind is a whole set of theoretical derivations, including the summary of many phenomena and mathematical formulas.

Mo Qiong just wanted to try out the power of the derivation and proof of various constants, but found that the power was average.

Gou Ye watched carefully from the side. The golden ratio and natural constants were both very unremarkable, and the Planck constant was just satisfactory.

Unexpectedly, a fine structure constant was so powerful that it killed one in seconds.

It is understandable that the black hole radiation theory is a second-guessing one. It contains many knowledge points.

What is the fine structure constant?

Gou Ye thought for a while and tried to consume only the value of the fine structure constant, which was approximately '1/137'.

It turned out that it was actually quite powerful and could destroy a piece of white cloth the size of a palm. It is more powerful than the entire derivation of the golden ratio.

"This number is not simple. Everyone, just one number can be so powerful." Gou Ye said.

Everyone thought about it and almost unanimously said: "It must hide some kind of truth and have a deeper meaning."

This is an obvious idea. In a sense, containment is the 'fairest'.

The ghost on the white cloth seems to be able to serve as some kind of benchmark to weigh the ‘weight’ of some knowledge.

This kind of weighing is obviously not divided according to human standards, but it still has reference significance for humans.

Maybe it’s true that the closer knowledge is to the truth, the more powerful it is?

Master Gou shook his head and ignored it for now.

Compared to Jiang Long and Mo Qiong's actions, he seemed more arrogant. When he found the ghost in white cloth who was alone, he pounced on him with a flurry of hammers.

"The Wave Theory of Light! The Particle Theory of Light! The Electromagnetic Theory of Light!" Master Gou punched one of them to death directly.

The first two punches only made two big holes, but the last blow was like a critical hit, annihilating Baibu instantly.

"Brothers, that's wrong... don't use them all!" After the fight, Mr. Gou distanced himself.

Just because he discovered that most physical knowledge is deduced, and many of them are corroborated and cited.

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

Gou Ye killed one and wanted to use his dual-image iron fist to kill another, but found that the theory lacked a basic explanation of the photoelectric effect. There were still many unspeakable imperfections, and he couldn't even remember what he was missing.

He quickly reminded everyone, and at the same time saw the white cloth flying from the side, he still forcibly smashed out the wave-particle duality iron fist.

This punch was so powerful that it severely crippled Bai Bu. This was still the incomplete version.

It seems that incomplete theories are also theories, just like a Three-Character Sutra, which also contains truth.

After the punch, Mr. Gou said: "What did I use? Why is there a lot of missing knowledge in quantum mechanics? Eh? Why should I say it again? I felt like something was missing before."

He frowned and thought without thinking: "Brothers strive to kill with one strike. If you want the power of several theories, then use them together, don't use them separately!"

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

Three models are conceived at the same time, with an instant critical hit, annihilating one of them.

These three atomic models are in an inheritance relationship and can be combined to maximize their power. If they are used separately, the kind of amnesia that forgets even the understanding will greatly reduce the power of the knowledge used later.

Master Gou adjusted his thoughts, and then another one floated next to him.

At this time, Mr. Gou had mapped out the Bohr atomic model in his mind. He spun around in a circle, stabbed diagonally to get close to him, and struck with an elbow.

Immediately the white cloth ghost disappeared into ashes.

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

Mo Qiong saw it and smiled and said: "He's not dead yet... Neutrons are not strong enough."

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

The little bit of white cloth was instantly wiped out, and Mo Qiong completed the final blow.

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