Vol 3 Chapter 397: Thousand Machine Pavilion

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Shenjing is only a few thousand miles from the East China Sea, and Fuso is located on the extension of the continental shelf of Shenzhou, not far from Shenzhou. Wang Qi only reached the destination after only enduring seasickness for more than a day.
Fortunately, he was already a monk in the later period of Qi training, and his physical function was strong. He did not collapse on the ground this time. After the dock was docked, he still had the strength to jump directly on the ground. Huang Fulian flew down slowly with Mo Zhenzhen, and then asked, "How do I go next?"
The airport is still far from the mountain gate of Qianji Pavilion, and it is difficult for three people who are not familiar with the road to find the road.
"Look over there." Mo Zhen was very careful, and at once he saw a large flag in the distance, and wrote the five characters "Wan Qimen Wang Qi".
Wang Qi pouted, but he didn't laugh. This is really a pick-up method with a sense of the times.
Mo Zhenzhen and Huang Fulian glanced at each other, and found no laugh at all. They looked at Wang Qi doubtfully. Wang Qi cleared his throat and said, "Let's go, it should be to pick up our disciples in Qianji Pavilion."
The three of them walked towards the big flag. Under the flag was a young man in a turquoise robe leaning on the flagpole and reading a book with concentration. Wang Qi said hello: "Hello, are you here to pick up ... cough, are you waiting for us?"
Wang Qi shouted again, and the man did not respond. Wang Qi had to shout again, and the talent was shocked: "Oh, sorry, sorry ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I'm fascinated ... Are you?"
Wang Qi took out the Xian Ji and invitation: "Wan Famen, Wang Qi, should be the one you wait for. These two are the companions who came with me."
"Oh." The disciple of Qianji Pavilion was still somewhat immersed in the book and mechanically inspected Wang Qi's invitations and Xian Ji. Soon, he recovered, his hands were shaking, his expression was very excited, he took a few breaths before calming down: "You are Wang Qi ... Brother Wang Qi?"
"Brother?" Wang Qi touched his face. This guy also looks like he is over twenty, and he is only seventeen!
Do I look so old?
"The master first, is called Brother." The man took out a pen excitedly and handed the book in his hand to Wang Qi: "Brother can give me a word for this book?"
Wang Qi took a look at the book. The cover of the book read "Songs of the Court. Fortune Golden Palace".
Counting Golden Palace, mathematical architecture. This is under the persecution of the king, holding his nose and swallowing all the recent papers of the Geting School planned by the Bulbaki School.
Unlike the Bulbaki School on Earth, the Geting School of China did not experience Gödel ’s blow, so many of the Bulbaki School took paths that were not even thought of—such as the obvious formalist intentions.
But for Wang Qi, this is not bad. The actual level of many courtesies of the Geting School is still above the mathematicians of the Bulbaki School, and Wang Qi guided the ideas in a fundamentally a priori manner. Finally, the Keating School completed the Bulbaki School in a month. More than a year of work.
More importantly, there will be more Chinese fortune tellers to complete this cause.
Wang Qi himself could not complete the mathematics theory of the Bourbage School in a short time, but it was different after gathering many Chinese mathematicians.
And as long as the technology tree of Bulbach learning points out, Wang Qi can unlock the things he is most familiar with in his previous life.
But ... this guy seems to be a fan?
Holding a pen, Wang Qi forbeared the bad taste and erased the eight words "learn well every day" from his mind. He said: "This book is mainly composed of many courtesy of Geting School. Is it inappropriate for me to inscribe? "
The young man showed a simple smile: "I copied several of this book, and I collected it after receiving an inscription."
Wang Qi asked: "This ..." he really could not call such a man "brother", simply skipped the title and asked: "What is your name?"
"Wu Chengdao."
Wang Qi didn't respond to the name, but Huang Fulian exclaimed: "Are you the Wu Chengdao, the true leader of Qianji Pavilion?"
Although the Qianji Pavilion is the first among the second-rate schools, it is a subsidiary of the Ten Thousand Famen. Under the leadership of the old Turing, the true disciples also have some weight, not to mention Wu Chengdao, the head of the true biography?
Wang Qi's writing is limited, and he wrote some clichés, and then said embarrassedly: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect this to happen before. I knew I should hold back a few days and think about the inscription . "
"The content of this book should be worthy of the four characters" Zi Zhu Zhu "." Wu Chengdao put away the anthology and excitedly greeted the three to follow him. After walking out of the airport, the four came to an evergreen forest. Fuso has a low population density and there is no road construction on this side of the airport. Mo Zhen looked at Lin Zi with some embarrassment. Her mana is even lower than Wang Qi's, and she can't bear it if she hurries on her way.
Wu Chengdao quickly dispelled her concerns. I saw that Qianjige Zhenchuan took several boxes from the storage bag and threw them on the ground. Countless magic seals on these boxes light up, automatically unfold, deform, and combine. Soon, an eight-legged beast stood in front of four people. He greeted four people to sit on the machine beast. This machine beast like a jumping spider has a flat back and a bench for people to ride. Under the operation of Wu Chengdao, the organ beast steadily moved forward.
In this world of aura, neither the pure mechanical transmission nor the electric drive system is reliable, because the energy that fluctuates up and down with the aura can simply destroy any similar machinery. The organ of the Qianji Pavilion is a kind of spiritual power transmission machinery, among which Fu Zhuan, which really plays a role in power, has little relationship between machinery and mechanics in this world. But the design of the seal and the calculation of the structure rely more on mathematics.
The Qianji Pavilion is different. Since the old Turing master, Qianji Pavilion began to rely on the calculator to maximize its liberation. They often carry several large components, each of which has a built-in calculator. After the user takes out the building according to the requirements, these calculators will run a specially-designed road rank [program] after starting according to the owner's intention, so that the organization will run and be combined into the most suitable organization animal. And the institution itself can bring its own pond. Theoretically, a disciple of Qianji Pavilion can easily overstep the enemy with enough organs.
As the chief true story of Qianji Pavilion, there must be many good things in Wu Chengdao's pocket. Huang Fulian even suspected that even now Fa Jindan might not be able to please him. But it was such a strong man who was respectful to Wang Qi along the way, which made Huang Fulian a little uncomfortable. He found an opportunity to ask Wu Chengdao in a low voice: "Wang ... Wang Qi, is he really so powerful?"
"I don't know if it's too bad, but I know that his perfect law has a kind of rebirth for my Qianji Pavilion." Wu Chengdao stared intently at the front: "The elder Taishang said clearly that the advent of the perfect law will definitely improve The power of the calculator! "
The elder Qianji Pavilion, the old Turing.
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