Chapter 61: Revenge Never Ends
"Are you guys crazy? You don't even know how to dodge when a rock falls!" Jin Yao cursed.
"The teacher told us to understand what universal gravitation is!" the disciple said weakly.
"..." Jin Yao was speechless. It was truly the Mohist school's mercy that you were still alive!
"Get out of here, don't get close to me!" Jin Yao held his forehead with his hand.
"Okay! Get out of here now!" A group of Mobian disciples scattered like birds and beasts. Today was truly an eye-opener for them. They felt that the world was different and full of mysteries waiting for them to explore!
"You... why don't you leave someone to take me back!" Jin Yao was speechless. He didn't know the way!
"Teacher, let me take you back!" Yes, it was the kind and merciful disciple of the Mohist school who would not kill.
"It's not hopeless yet!" Jin Yao sighed. There is still hope!
But soon Jin Yao couldn't laugh anymore, because he had to carry that disciple back on his back. The reason was that one of the stones he had just shaken up was a bit too big, which just happened to hit that guy and cripple him, so that guy didn't run away.
"Teacher, isn't he a disciple of Xia Mo?" After the conversation, Jin Yao also knew that this disciple was a third-generation disciple of the Mo family, named Lan.
"I am the master of the Mobian meridian!" Jin Yao cursed.
"Ah?" Lan was stunned. They have always known that the Mohist theoretical school was in Qi State and was the most academic branch of Mohism, but the leader of the school had not returned for many years.
"Has Qi Mo become so perverted?" Lan sighed in his heart. There are so many things and so many nouns that they have never heard of. Didn't they say that Qi Mo has fallen?
In the central hall of the Mo family, the six-fingered black hero was still discussing with other leaders how to absorb Jin Yao, the only descendant of the Mo Bian lineage, into the Mo Bian branch they were cultivating.
Then I saw Master Ban, who looked distraught, walk in.
"Master Ban, how is it? Have you subdued the opponent?" asked the Six-Fingered Black Knight expectantly.
"Subdued!" Master Ban was absent-minded, still thinking about the formula of universal gravitation and how the weight of the earth was calculated.
“???” The Six-Fingered Black Knight and a group of commanders were stunned and looked at Master Ban in disbelief.
"No, I still have to go ask the teacher!" Master Ban did what he thought and ran towards Mobian Mountain with his short legs, leaving the Six-Fingered Black Knight and others confused.
"Did we hear it right?" The six-fingered black knight looked at the others, a little bit unable to believe his ears. Master Ban actually called someone else teacher? Who was so worthy of that?
There were many Mohist disciples who followed the master and ran to the Debate Pavilion on Mobian Mountain, waiting for Jin Yao to come back.
"Why are your basics so poor? How did you survive until now?" Jin Yao really discovered that these people's basics were too poor. They didn't understand too many things. He really didn't know how they created the four mechanical sacred beasts.
However, even though they were scolded, all the disciples lowered their heads and honestly admitted it, and then waited for Jin Yao to explain to them.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll teach you slowly!" Jin Yao endured it. He didn't know much and he returned most of it to the teacher after graduation.
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"What's up with those freaks?"
Some time after Jin Yao returned, all the Mohist disciples realized something was wrong. The Mo Bian disciples who had been so arrogant and unwilling to pay attention to them before actually became humble.
I remember that the disciples looked down upon them and thought that even saying one more word was a waste of time. They believed that their IQ was too low and they were not qualified to communicate with them.
Now he is extremely humble and no longer forces people to do those horrific experiments.
"What a fucking freak!" Jin Yao finally discovered how terrifying these people were. In just half a year, they had squeezed him dry, and were able to supplement and deduce the things that Jin Yao had forgotten.
"Teacher, this calculation of the explosion acceleration should be correct, right?" The most outstanding one is Lan, the disciple who follows Jin Yao all day long.
What shocked Jin Yao even more was that this disciple Lan, apart from being outstanding in mechanical arts and theory, had also reached the terrifying eighth level of Minggui in martial arts!
Looking at the calculation drawings that Lan brought, Jin Yao fell silent. He didn't even know what the hell the explosive acceleration was!
"Or you can try it out and weld that guy, yes, Gu, to the hatch!" Jin Yao is very vindictive. Confucianism says that a gentleman can avenge his grudges after nine generations. He can't wait for nine generations and wants to get back at them now!
"Okay!" Lan's eyes were full of brilliance, and he decisively went to grab Gu. Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he really stuffed the middle-aged disciple Gu into the cabin.
"Will nothing really happen?" Gu was very panicked. During this period, these people had increased the amount of kerosene and purified it into a solid. Who knew where they could shoot him.
"For the sake of faith, sacrifice is inevitable. We are waiting for your triumphant return!" Jin Yao welded the hatch with a smile, and then lit the fuse.
A huge sky-high monkey with blue flames soared into the sky and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Where's Suzaku? Hurry, chase it!" Jin Yao and other disciples boarded Suzakus one after another, detected Gu's flight trajectory with the help of the newly invented telescope, and drove the Suzaku to chase after it.
One after another, Suzaku took off from the ground and chased towards the landing point they calculated.
"What a huge rocket!" The disciples of the Mohist headquarters were no longer surprised. Looking at the rocket and Suzaku taking off again, they wondered how many days this group of people had been flying this time.
"Oh shit, it's really cold and really beautiful?" Gu, who was high in the sky, looked at the beautiful blue stars outside the porthole, then he was frozen into a fool and fell to the ground at a high speed.
"It seems like it flew a bit too far. We can't catch up?" Jin Yao and other Mo Bian disciples said awkwardly. At this distance, it seemed that they could not catch up.
"Forget it, forget it, let's go back and build a cenotaph, there's no hope!" Master Ban also nodded. At this distance, it seemed that they really could not catch up.
Then Zhuque returned to the Mohist headquarters!
"Wait for me!" Gu, who was free falling from the sky, was so angry when he saw that the Suzaku, which looked like little birds, returned without waiting for him.
"Mohist pioneer, selfless dedication!"
"Glory through the ages, name in history!"
On the seventh day after his death, Gu, dressed in rags, finally arrived at the Mohist headquarters, only to find that these inhuman fellows had even built a cenotaph for him.
"Oh my god, you're pretending to be dead. You're still alive!" Jin Yao and other Mo Bian disciples were stunned.
"MMP!" Gu wanted to curse, he knew that Jin Yao definitely did this on purpose and was taking revenge on him, but what could he do? Now the entire Mo Bian was that guy's student!
"Hurry, hurry, record, record!" Jin Yao urged his disciples to record.
Gu looked at Jin Yao, revenge, naked revenge!
Jin Yao smiled. With the current ability of the Mo family, they could only fly a few thousand meters high before falling down. As for breaking through the atmosphere, that was impossible.
