Chapter 87 Death Experiment
"Mo Lan, I've given away all my shares, please don't cheat me."
Mo Lan smiled when he heard that.
"Let me tell you this, it's not that they can't learn my trick, but it takes a lot of time to hone it. If someone really learns it during the training period.
Shares? Just be happy, this person can be independent and help you lead the mage team."
Zou Peng and the other two were a little surprised when they heard this .
"So strong?"
"Do you think it's difficult to modify a spell like I did? I modified the Fireball spell into something like Resist Fire Ring."
"It's difficult. This is all about creating spells, right?"
Mo Lan shook his head.
“No, I’m not at the level of creating spells yet. I’m just modifying and improving spells.
Forget it, let me explain to you how I did it just now, and add some common sense, so as not to embarrass myself when I go out."
The three of them curled their lips, but still leaned over to listen obediently.
"The fixed stone wall technique is to raise a stone wall that is three meters wide, three meters high, and thirty centimeters thick.
But why did it become like this stone table? The length, width and height are not the same. "
“The reason is simple. The moment I cast the spell, I input the data of the height, thickness, angle of each corner, length of each side, and every feature of the desk into the spell model.
These are the parameters, which are the little details I mentioned.
Just like a circle is rounder when it has more sides, there is no upper limit to the parameters. The more and more specific the inputs are, the richer the details will be, and the more refined the result will be. "
"Now you know how difficult it is?"
“How many parameters did you just calculate?”
"Emmmm, not many, about forty-seven. It's not that difficult. I can instantly complete the three-dimensional modeling of the desired shape in my mind, and then put the data in.
If I had a little more time to prepare, or if the shape I needed to present was something I was very familiar with, I could have done it better and more delicately.”
"Awesome, I feel like you already have the brains of the best."
Mo Lan just tapped his temple with his fingers when he heard this. The three of them looked at him and said nothing, just nodded silently.
intelligence!
"Oh, by the way, this is just the difficulty, not the value. Otherwise, Zou Peng would feel that he has lost out."
"No, no, how could it be possible."
“It would be strange if he didn’t have any. Let me tell you this, if someone can achieve this in a short period of time, then he is only one step away from improving his magic.
And basically, all the thresholds have been crossed. It only takes some time to accumulate knowledge. When the knowledge is sufficient, you can improve the spells.
This kind of person is no longer what I jokingly call a magic worker, but a real wizard who has the ability to create, is very powerful, and can stand on his own. No... a wizard!"
Mo Lan smiled at Zou Peng.
"If such a person appears, he can fully support your mage team and continuously develop spells, or customize spells suitable for certain occasions.
I don’t think I need to explain the role and value of this, right?”
Zou Peng didn't say anything, but turned around and shouted loudly to the students who were looking left and right.
"One more thing to add, anyone who completes the conditions just now will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan in cash, no limit on the number of people!"
As for the boss, just give him the money.
"Hoo! Instructor, we are about to start class!"
After a round of cheers, everyone said in unison.
"It's getting dark today, prepare dinner, eat and go to bed early.
Tomorrow morning, start at 6 o'clock sharp. Gather in this lecture hall."
After saying that, Mo Lan looked at the bare steps.
“I won’t prepare a table for you, you can build it yourself once you learn how to make it.
The exquisiteness of the table is your report card every day."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he saw Zou Peng was about to leave and quickly stopped him.
"Zou Peng, please have someone arrange the logistics and then come down. I have something else to do."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he also walked up the passage on the first floor and came to the entrance.
"Stonewall!"
A thick stone wall slowly rose from below, completely sealing off the passage from the sun.
But it was dark inside and the oil lamp had been lit long ago, so it didn't matter.
Then Mo Lan opened several vents on the top, left and right sides of the passage for ventilation. However, only one layer of ventilation was enough and the effect was good.
However, the tiered classroom on the next floor is difficult to ventilate, and the atmosphere is depressing. It becomes difficult to breathe when there are too many people.
After Mo Lan practiced a few whirlwind spells in the corridor, he walked into the lecture hall. Ding Jin, Zhang Haobo and Zou Peng were already waiting for him.
"What do you want us to do?"
"It's like this, you still have the experience, right? Did you commit suicide?"
"Not yet. It's about to be upgraded. I'm about to commit suicide. What's the matter?"
"It's nothing. Lend me your life for an experiment."
Mo Lan said with a smile.
"What experiment?"
"An experiment to revive players after they die."
"Isn't it just resurrection on the spot? How else can it be resurrected?"
The three looked at him strangely.
"But what if the player is buried alive?"
Mo Lan's words made the three of them have some bad associations and they shuddered, but they became interested instead.
"Come on then."
Before Zhang Haobo could finish his words, he felt his feet go empty, the ground below him disappeared, and a square hole appeared. Just as he was about to support the edge of the hole with his hands, Mo Lan kicked him down.
"Go down."
Zhang Haobo's eyes widened and he fell into the hole helplessly. The next moment, a swamp spell fell, and the mud swallowed Zhang Haobo whole and disappeared.
The group message bar was jumping wildly.
"Fuck, Mo Lan, you're so cruel, I'm going to commit suicide!"
Zhang Haobo is dead!
Zhang Haobo is resurrected!
A white light flashed, and Zhang Haobo appeared right above the place where he had died before .
Mo Lan was a little disappointed and relieved when he saw this.
"It turns out that if you are buried alive, you will be resurrected in a place where you can move around."
The two men breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and just when they thought they had escaped, they suddenly heard Mo Lan say.
"But what if you die in a closed space?"
The two men's eyes widened, they bent their knees and jumped up, dodging to both sides, not daring to stay where they were.
"I suspect you are seeking revenge!"
Mo Lan smiled.
"How is that possible? Everything was done for the experiment. Am I the kind of person who holds grudges and seeks revenge?"
Before they finished speaking, they noticed a hole rapidly expanding where they landed.
"And do you think jumping will help? If you can't double jump, don't jump randomly. It's very dangerous."
Mo Lan smiled and used the Stone Wall Technique again and again, trying to expand and deepen the hole under their feet as much as possible.
For Mo Lan, whose hobby is digging holes, this is a very simple thing. Even digging two holes does not pose much technical difficulty.
"But you can come one by one, why two together!"
"This is the last experiment. Let's do it together, otherwise you will compete with each other for the experimental opportunity and become enemies."
"No, Mo Lan, we are already brothers..."
The hole closed, blocking out the sound, and the classroom suddenly became quiet.
Mo Lan tickled his ears.
"Did they say anything?"
The two people in the cave shouted, but unfortunately there was no response.
"That's cruel enough. I'm going to die right now in front of you."
As soon as the words fell, the two died and then resurrected.
But when he was resurrected again, he was still in the vertical hole, with no change in his position.
The vertical tunnel is narrow, stuffy, depressing, and even... scary!
