Chapter 87 Death Experiment

"Mo Lan, I have given away all my shares, so don't trick me."

Mo Lan laughed.

"Let me tell you this, it's not that they can't learn my skill, but it takes a lot of time to grind slowly, but if someone really learns it during training.

shares? You can have fun secretly, such a person can completely take care of himself and help you bring up the team of mages. "

The three of Zou Peng were a little surprised when they heard this.

"So strong?"

"Do you think it is difficult to modify the spell like me? It is to modify the fireball to resist the ring of fire."

"It's difficult, isn't this all about creating spells?"

Mo Lan shook her head.

"No, I don't have the level of creating spells yet, this is just modifying and improving spells.

Forget it, let me explain to you how I did it just now, and add some common sense to avoid embarrassing me when I go out. "

The three curled their lips, but their bodies still obediently leaned over to listen.

"The fixed stone wall technique is to raise a stone wall three meters wide, three meters high, and thirty centimeters thick.

But why did it turn into this stone table? No matter the size of length, width and height does not match. "

"The reason is simple. I input the data of setting the height, thickness, angle of each corner, length of each side, and each feature of the desk into the spell model at the moment of casting the spell.

These are the parameters, which is what I mean by a little detail.

Just like the more sides of a circle, the rounder it is. There is no upper limit to the parameters. The more and more specific the input, the fuller the details and the more refined the effect will be. "

"Do you know the difficulty now?"

"How many parameters did you just calculate?"

"Emmmm, not many, maybe forty-seven, it's not too difficult, just complete the three-dimensional modeling of the desired shape in an instant in your mind, and then put the data into it.

If you give me a little time to prepare, or the shape that needs to be presented is very familiar to me, it can be done better and more refined. "

"Nice, I feel like you already have the strongest brain."

Hearing this, Mo Lan just tapped her temples with her fingers, and the three of them nodded silently without saying anything.

intelligence!

"Oh, by the way, it's just the difficulty, not the value, otherwise Zou Peng would still feel that he was at a loss."

"No, no, how is it possible."

"No wonder, let me tell you this, if he can do this in a short time, he is only one step away from improving his spells.

And basically all the thresholds have been passed, it only takes a period of time to accumulate, and when the knowledge is enough, you can improve the spell.

This kind of person is no longer the dharma worker I jokingly call, but a mage who really has creative ability, is very powerful, and can act alone, the lawless master! "

Mo Lan smiled at Zou Peng.

"If there is such a person, you can fully support your mage team, and continue to develop spells, or customize spells suitable for a specific occasion.

I don't think I need to say more about the role and value of this, right? "

Zou Peng didn't say anything, but turned his head and shouted at the students who were looking left and right.

"One more thing, as long as you complete the conditions just now, you will be rewarded with 10,000 cash, and there is no limit to the number of people!"

Boss, just give the money and it's over.

"Huh! Instructor, we are going to start class!"

After a burst of cheers, everyone said in unison.

"It's getting dark today, prepare dinner, go to bed early after eating.

It will start on time at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and gather in this lecture theater. "

After speaking, Mo Lan looked at the bare steps.

"I won't prepare a table for you, you can make it yourself after you learn it.

Whether the table is exquisite or not is your daily report card. "

After Mo Lan finished speaking, seeing that Zou Peng was about to leave, he quickly stopped him.

"Zou Peng, you get someone to arrange the logistics and then come down. I still have something to do."

After Mo Lan finished speaking, she also walked up the passage on the first floor and came to the entrance of the passage.

"Stone Wall!"

A thick stone wall rose slowly from below, completely sealing this passage from the sun.

But it was already dark inside, and the oil lamp was lit long ago, so it didn't get in the way.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Lan opened a few vents on the top, left, and right of the passage, but the ventilation on the first floor was good, and the effect was good.

But the lecture hall on the next floor is a bit difficult to ventilate, the atmosphere is oppressive, and if there are too many people, it will be difficult to breathe.

After adding a few wind spells in the passageway, Mo Lan walked into the lecture theater. At this time, Ding Jin, Zhang Haobo, and Zou Peng were already waiting for him.

"What are you calling us?"

"That's right, do you still have experience? Did you commit suicide?"

"Not yet, it's about to level up, I'm planning to commit suicide, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, lend me your life to do an experiment."

Mo Lan said with a smile.

"What experiment?"

"An experiment on how to revive a player after death."

"Isn't it just resurrecting in place? How else can I resurrect?"

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 their bodies shuddered, but they became interested instead.

"Then come on."

Before Zhang Haobo finished his words, he felt empty under his feet, the ground below 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 you."

Zhang Haobo's eyes widened, and he fell helplessly into the hole, and the next moment a swamp spell fell, and the mud completely engulfed Zhang Haobo and disappeared.

The group message bar was beating wildly.

"Damn, Mo Lan, you are cruel enough, I committed suicide!"

Zhang Haobo died!

Zhang Haobo is resurrected!

With a flash of white light, Zhang Haobo appeared directly above the place of death.

Seeing this, Mo Lan was a little disappointed, but also heaved a sigh of relief.

"It turns out that if you are buried alive, the resurrection will be refreshed in a place where you can move."

Seeing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and just when they thought they were going to escape, they suddenly heard Mo Lan say again.

"But what if you die in a closed space?"

The two of them stared sharply, bent their knees and jumped up, dodging to the two sides, not daring to stay where they were.

"I suspect that you are deliberately retaliating!"

Mo Lan smiled.

"How is it possible, everything is for the experiment, am I the kind of person who takes revenge?"

Before the words fell, the two found that a hole in their landing point was rapidly expanding.

"And do you think jumping is useful? If you don't know how to double jump, don't jump around. 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 pastime is digging holes, this couldn't be easier, even if there are two holes, there is not much technical difficulty.

"You can come one by one, why two together!"

"This is the last experiment, let's go together, lest you compete with each other for the opportunity of the experiment and brothers Yan Qiang will turn against each other."

"No, Mo Lan, we are already brothers Yan."

The opening of the hole was closed, the sound was shut off, and the auditorium suddenly became quiet.

Mo Lan buttoned her ears.

"Did they say anything?"

The two people in the cave yelled, but unfortunately there was no response.

"It's ruthless enough, I'll show you my death."

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, and his position did not change at all.

The vertical hole is narrow, stuffy, depressing, and even scary!

PS: I secretly smashed the broken bowl next to me, took away the recommended monthly pass, and then sat in front of the police station pretending nothing happened, whistling.

Broken bowl!