Arrow skipped away happily.
The young body likes to jump, but he has never done this in front of others.
But now, just because he has received so many benefits, it is more reasonable for the teenage boy to move like this.
…
In a simple living room covered with wanted posters with 'X's on them, Bosco was writing and drawing with a sketch, whispering to himself: "Why does rotation cause the observer to be in a position where the light cannot be seen? "
"You can see it from the front, but when you rotate it from the back, you can always meet the right angle, right?"
"Also, why is it one-eighth? Isn't it just separated by a mirror? Why can't it be one-half? Or is it the speed of light?"
Bosco, who couldn't figure it out, suddenly looked at the eight-sided rhombus on the table, subconsciously let it float, and then let the metal maid beside him shine a light.
A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the void, like large and small pearls dripping from a jade plate, and like the smooth and loud voice of an oriole.
"Can't we just ask him to come back and explain?"
But such a pleasant sound was just noise to Bosco.
"Shut up!"
Bosco ignored the girl emerging from the void and still stared at the metal prism in the void, asking and answering questions: "The speed of light is very fast. If it shines through, the first reflection point will be '3' ?"
"The Sword Comes"
The girl is petite and exquisite, with long sky-blue hair, a pure face that is cute and attractive, and has an ascetic and cold temperament. A white gauze covers her eyes, but it has no impact on her actions.
Seeing that Bosco didn't respond, the girl sat on the sofa and turned to 'Lillian': "Jasmine tea, add a little honey, thank you."
Metallic Shadow saluted respectfully: "Okay, Lady Dora."
At this moment, Bosco's face suddenly revealed, "No, the mirror is rotating. As long as the speed increases, 'Side 3' will be the first to run over, so the successful reflection should be 'Side 2'..."
"Good boy, you actually lied to me!" Even as he said this, Bosco was laughing loudly, "What's one-eighth of the light? The light obviously traveled the same distance, just because there are eight mirrors in the middle, the light actually travels It’s only one of the entire distances, so when calculating, only one-eighth of it is counted.”
comfortable!
Bosco felt like he had drunk a cold drink on a hot summer day, his brain clear and his whole body refreshed.
"He originally only said 'one-eighth', what about one-eighth of light? It was obviously your own idea, right?"
"Forehead!"
The smile on Bosco's face suddenly froze.
Dora took the steaming tea cup and added lightly: "Maybe that kid didn't expect that it would take his so-called mentor so long to figure out such a simple thing?"
Bosco turned over the page of papyrus and continued to read down, while saying, "Are you here just to make fun of me?"
"Didn't you ask me to come and find Nicole Anis, who is worth 750,000 magic stones, through that young man?" Dora put down the tea cup and turned around, "Your judgment is not wrong, he is indeed with Nicole ·Annis, we have a very close relationship..."
Bosco raised his head and interrupted suddenly: "Okay, let's stop this for a moment."
Dora gently stirred the tea with a small spoon and said, "What, he called you 'mentor' twice, did you really assume the identity of a mentor?"
"No! Geniuses should be treated like geniuses. Don't you think he deserves this kind of treatment?" Bosco said, tapping the papyrus on the table.
Dora's stirring hand paused slightly, then raised her head and said, "A new way? You are so generous, you actually gave up on getting involved."
Bosco shook his head: "Spiritual power cannot cover pure light. On the other hand, light that is covered with mental power is no longer pure, so it cannot be considered a new path. The main thing is his thinking ability. With his With the way of thinking, it may be possible to find new ways.”
Dora asked curiously: "Then what are you going to do? How many conspiracies and tricks have you prepared?"
When Bosco heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Conspiracy? What is that?"
"The conspiracy is just because of insufficient strength. Do I need that kind of thing in this academy?"
Bosco pointed out something: "Just like now, I want to protect this kid, who dares to predict things related to him?"
Dora stirred the tea cup silently, and the metal spoon hit the bottom of the cup, making a crisp collision sound.
"You're going to die."
"I'm still alive."
"You're going to die eventually."
"So?" Bosco smiled half-heartedly, "So you, a prophecy wizard, are going to go head-to-head with an elemental wizard?"
"That kid will be a very good weapon."
"Anyone who thinks this way will die before me."
The two fell silent immediately.
Not long after, Dora suddenly broke the silence: "I feel that I will be in danger in the future."
"Your senses are still sharp," Bosco said, not surprised.
"Why?" Dora was puzzled, "Why would you, in the future, attack me as an apprentice?"
One side is just an ordinary apprentice in the academy, and the other is an important prophecy wizard in the academy. Why can't I distinguish the importance?
Bosco said concisely: "You can ask him in the future."
Will you ask him in the future?
Even if it's not doomed?
Dora bit her lip lightly, breathed rapidly for a moment, and finally made up her mind: "I swear, I will not use that kid as a weapon."
…
Dora stood up suddenly, and her clear voice was as cold as ice: "What else do you want? You asked me to come here today. Is this how you treat guests?"
Bosco silently turned over the papyrus.
Sweat gradually appeared on Dora's white face, and her body trembled inexplicably. A trace of horror flashed across her face, as if she had seen some horrific scene, and she quickly said, "Tell me your conditions."
The seriousness on Bosco's face suddenly collapsed, and a smile appeared on his resolute face: "I just like talking to you, because you can always understand my deep meaning."
What nonsense do you mean, you are threatening me with the future!
Dora cursed secretly, but thinking of the scene she had just seen, she did not dare to speak.
The prophecy may not be accurate, but the scene he just saw is enough to show Bosco's determination.
And with that kind of determination, Bosco will definitely be able to do it, as shown in the picture.
Bosco: "You haven't seen that kid, so don't worry about him. The rest is up to you."
Dora gritted her silver teeth and swallowed, and said angrily: "Okay, I agree!"
As she spoke, Dora pointed to the sky and said something in a mysterious language.
Boom!
An eye seemed to shine through the void.
This is the power of the Beast of Justice, and this power does not conflict with the protective power of the academy.
When the eyes of the beast of justice disappeared, Dora also realized that the danger in the future had disappeared. Without leaving a word, she got up angrily and left here immediately.
Bosco didn't say much. He just stared at the papyrus on the table, with a few memories flashing in his eyes, and murmured: "...I hope you can persevere."
