Chapter 942: Three minutes and twelve seconds
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Primitive Tribe Adventure
- Ma Yijiao
- 1201 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:03:36
"Twenty-three minutes an hour! Fortunately, it didn't expire."
Feng Yun grabbed Feng Bei’s arm and jumped off the high cliff. After his feet fell on the ground, the first thing he did was not to comfort Feng Bei, who was a little pale because of his actions. The snake spirit fruit was taken out for the first time, and the ability to collect data was used on it.
Although Fengyun already has the ability to count the passage of time with relative accuracy just by counting his own heartbeats without the aid of timing tools.
Relying on this ability, he felt that he shouldn't have timed out, but he couldn't completely let go of his heart before obtaining the specific time for the snake spirit fruit to expire.
The result let Feng Yun breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time made him more serious about the accuracy of timing through the heartbeat. There are still some errors, but they are much smaller than the errors he predicted.
Originally, according to his estimation, the error should be between fifteen and twenty minutes, but the actual error is much smaller than this, only less than five minutes, more accurately three minutes and twelve seconds.
For this result, to be honest, Feng Yun is quite satisfied, because he is very clear that this not only means that his strength has indeed been greatly improved compared with before, but also represents that his understanding of his body has gone further. .
You must know that when he rushed to the natural Shuang Lengquan to see Feng Bei, it was not easy to bring her here from there. On the way, he encountered a lot of twists and turns.
These will affect his physical and mental state, and any fluctuations in his body or spirit will affect his heartbeat rate, which in turn affects his counting of time.
The error also appears in this situation.
Although Feng Yun can make appropriate adjustments to the timing through changes in his heartbeat, the error is unavoidable. This time the error can be reduced to less than five minutes. For him, it is definitely a pretty remarkable achievement.
Don't look at the final error still exceeding three minutes, it is extremely difficult to achieve this, and there are too many aspects involved.
"Good job."
Perhaps Fengyun was really satisfied with his performance, and couldn't help but praise himself in his heart, but he did not immerse himself in joy for too long, and a voice suddenly awakened him: "Brother Yun, you ...What are you holding?"
It turned out that Feng Bei slowly calmed down after the initial panic, and at the same time noticed the snake spirit fruit in Feng Yun's hand.
The snake spirit fruit resembles the appearance of a snake, especially until now it can still move. Although the amplitude has long been not as great as before, it still caused her misunderstanding.
"Don't worry, this is not a snake."
Feng Yun knew Feng Bei very well, and immediately knew what she was thinking.
"Not a snake?"
Feng Bei stared at the snake spirit fruit in Feng Yun's hand, but showed a skeptical expression.
"It's really not a snake. You see it has no mouth. Have you ever seen a snake without a mouth?"
As Feng Yun said, he brought the snake spirit fruit closer to Feng Bei, wanting to let her see clearly, it is not difficult to see from his actions, he still knows the difference between snake spirit fruit and real snake very well.
"Huh? I really don't have a mouth."
After Feng Yun's guidance, Feng Bei finally noticed the difference between the snake spirit fruit and the real snake, but she immediately showed a curious look: "Brother Yun, what exactly is in your hand, why is it so similar to a snake? I have lied."
"Snake Spirit Fruit."
"Snake spirit fruit? Isn't it a kind of fruit?"
Feng Yun's answer, instead of satisfying Feng Bei's curiosity, made her more interested in Snake Lingguo, and subconsciously stretched her neck to bring herself closer to Snake Lingguo.
"It is indeed a kind of fruit, which is produced by snake scale."
"What kind of thing is snake scales that bears such a miraculous fruit?"
After hearing Feng Yun's words, Feng Bei immediately showed a high interest in Snake Scale Minato.
"Snake scale is a plant that grows on the snake mountain, it..."
Seeing that Feng Bei was so interested in snake spirit fruit and snake scale grass, Feng Yun decided to talk to her about their ins and outs. Of course, the main reason was that the snake spirit fruit had some time before it expired.
With the passage of time, Fengyun has learned more and more about the snake spirit fruit, one of which is about the maintenance of its efficacy.
He found that before the expiration date, its efficacy will not decay. He still trusts this discovery. This is the conclusion he reached through his ability to collect data.
His original intention for doing this was to understand the relationship between the passage of time and the maintenance of the effect of snake spirit fruit, because according to his experience, some ordinary fruits, especially fruits, are left for a long time, even if they have not deteriorated. Nutrition will also be lost.
In fact, Fengyun's understanding of the relationship between time and the efficacy of snake spirit fruit is not enough, at least not very complete, and the data after its expiration is missing.
Feng Yun was aware of this point, but he did not demand it too much, because he was not a real researcher, and he did not hesitate to pay a high price in order to obtain comprehensive and accurate data.
Of course, if one day he succeeds in cultivating snake scale plants, he can harvest thousands or even more snake spirit fruits at a time. He doesn’t mind, and he pays one or two prices in exchange for a deeper understanding of it. Understanding.
Now it was not possible. He wanted to leave this last snake spirit fruit to Feng Bei, and she was a person he valued extremely, and she would never let the snake spirit fruit he eats for her have problems.
"Brother Yun, you are so amazing, you dare to get so close to the Snake God Mountain."
Hearing Fengyun finished his process of obtaining snake scales, Feng Bei looked at him with worship in his eyes.
"Nothing, nothing..."
Although Feng Yun's mouth expresses modesty, his heart is full of joy.
Compliment always makes people feel happy, especially when the praise comes from people who are very close, the effect is definitely doubled.
"Brother Yun, let me talk about the process of snake scales producing snake spirit fruits."
The unusual origins of snake scales further aroused Feng Bei's curiosity.
"Ok."
Feng Bei originally asked her what Feng Yun wanted to tell her, so naturally there was no reason to refuse, so he talked to her in detail, but as he spoke, he found a problem and there was not enough time.
In his original estimate, time was enough. However, Fengbei would interrupt him from time to time while listening to his narration, asking questions, which seriously affected the speed of his narration, so he made a Decided.
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