Chapter 1422: The gap between mortal and genius

"Everyone is a freshman at the Austrian Academy of Sciences, and you are still the youngest when it comes to age, but when we are still worrying about the coursework, you have started to publish a paper in a core journal; Successfully published a paper in "Aofa Review", but you have disdain to submit to this kind of journal, and instead sent two articles in a row in the higher level "Aofa Journal", and incidentally took a year 'Rising Star Award'!"
"It's not easy to get through the summer vacation. We work in the instructor's laboratory. We know that the theoretical level cannot be compared with you. We can only work harder in the experimental operation. I think that after a summer vacation exercise, at least the hands-on ability will not be better than you. difference."
"The result is good, your kid gave us a blow!"
"We haven't even assembled one of the simplest ‘organization servants’ yet, you’ve got the magic pilot corps, and it’s not letting people live!
Angel exaggerated with help.
There are a lot of students from the Austrian Law School around the playground, including Joan’s seniors and sisters. Hearing Angel’s lamentation, they all felt the same. You complained to me that Joan’s elementary school brother was too much and severely damaged. Their self-confidence.
Which of these young people who have the ability to obtain the Austrian Academy of Laws and pursue a master's degree or a doctorate is not a "genius" person in the eyes of others?
However, because of the existence of the abnormal young student Joan, the aura of genius they once had faded and had to admit that they were actually just ordinary men. Compared with the true genius of Joan, there was still a distance difference.
Of course, Joanne could hear, including Angel, everyone complained about him not out of hostility, but more in a way of ridicule or self-deprecation to express his admiration for him.
However, Joan's social clumsiness is as prominent as his talent in the academic field. I don't know how to cope with this situation. I can't say awkwardly.
Angel still knew Joan better, and when he saw him silently, he quickly changed the subject.
"Joan, it's not convenient for Fang to reveal, what level of performance has you designed and manufactured for this structure?"
Joan thought about it. Except for the details related to "Rune Rune" and "Mythical Link", there was nothing to hide from other links, so he told Angel and Ryan the design data of the Magnet and then opened it. Experiment logbook, show them the actual data just tested on the playground.
After the two heard Joan's introduction, they were all speechless, as if frightened.
It took a long time before Ryan recovered. He couldn’t control his excitement and said aloud: "Joan! The magical pilot you designed, from the test data, except that there is no special "magic immunity" Ability, other aspects of performance almost all crush the steel golem, can this be regarded as an intermediate structure?"
Angel also felt the same way, looking at the magical pilots, his eyes full of envy: "Joan, you can sort out Zaku's design drawings, add the test data, and you can send another core journal paper!"
Qiao An was very moved.
This magical pilot designed by myself, as Ryan said, although nominally still belongs to the "intermediate structure", but the actual performance is not inferior to the "advanced structure" like the iron demon.
If you organize the construction process of the Magisters into a paper, it is absolutely no problem to publish the "Journal of Austrian Law", and you may even have a chance to hit the "Austrian Newsletter"!
However, Joan had to restrain this rather tempting idea.
Considering that in the process of making the magic weapon, I used a lot of "black runes" such as "Rune Rune" that are not in this era. In order to avoid coveting, for safety reasons, do not publish the relevant publicly. Papers are better.
"Joan, are there any long-range weapons equipped for the Magisters?" Lane asked curiously.
Joan shook his head regretfully.
He had planned to install a magic crystal rapid-fire gun for the maneuver pilots following the weapon configuration of the "Yangbo Mecha". Yesterday, he sent a letter to Mr. Schmidt, the owner of the Nidaville arsenal. The rapid-fire magic crystal cannon dedicated to armor is probably about how much it costs.
Mr. Schmidt's reply was very simple:
"A rapid-fire magic crystal cannon that fires a 1-pound projectile? We can't do it, without that technology!"
If Jo An had to, he could help him purchase from the Far East Arsenal, as for the price...
The magic crystal rapid-fire gun plus 2,000 shells, a total of 20,000 gold Durga-not too expensive, this is still not the price of free shipping!
Where is this firing?
It is clearly burning money!
Joan couldn't afford to burn the money and had to do it.
After all, it's still poor!
"If Zaku is equipped with a large-caliber magic crystal rifle, the overall performance can be improved by one level." Angel said regretfully.
"Let's talk about this later, now I can't afford to buy this expensive weapon."
In order to create a magic weapon, Joan’s wallet was badly injured, and he had to stop for a while. When he had more money in the future, it was not too late to consider equipping the magic weapon with a long-range weapon.
While chatting, Joan suddenly set off a magic wave in front of him, and a ball of red light appeared.
Joan read the information loaded by the light ball, and then said to Angel and Lane: "Hailal, Holden and Audrey are back, and they sent me a letter urging me to hurry back to the apartment."
"Then you go back quickly, remember to say hello to me and Ryan on behalf of everyone, and get together when you have time." Angel said sympathetically.
Joan nodded, turned around and waved to the magician pilot who was still in the middle of the playground, signaling Ruby to end her "Cyclone of Death", returning Zaku to the "portable dimension hole", and hurried home with him.
Within ten minutes, Joanne took Ruby back to the apartment. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Hailar and Zion sitting in the living room, with a cat in his arms, chatting with his landlord, Mrs. Anderson.
On the coffee table and on the empty sofa next to it, all were packed with large and small colored boxes.
"Wow! A lot of beautiful boxes!" Ruby's eyes were attracted by the colorful packaging box, and he sniffed hard, and said seriously: "Ruby, I smelled candy, toys and new clothes!"
"Hey! You little clever ghost, smelling the sweetness of candy through the box, you are awesome, but toys and new clothes can smell it too?" Hailar couldn't help vomiting, "You are obviously changing the way Ask for gifts!"
"Huh? Those good things in beautiful boxes, aren't the kind brothers and sisters gifts to Ruby?"
Miss Ruby asked naively.
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