To Mao Zimiao and others from Shenzhou, Wang Qi's fascination with rooftops was simply inconceivable.
Perhaps it was also a cultural difference. The rooftops in Shenzhou were mostly sloped at a forty-five-degree angle to the ground, not designed for people to stand on. But in Earth, where Wang Qi's previous life was, minimalist-style buildings didn't bother with any fancy designs on top, making the top floors quite the spots in many places.
Although in Earth's lodramatic school romance dramas, rooftops were basically where couples hooked up, even earning the nickna "the place where a senior who dated many had battled," in most countries, school rooftops were off-limits.
Wang Qi truly grew fond of this place due to a disruption in family relations that ended his studies in Copenhagen and brought him back to his holand. At that ti, he could be described as "having high aspirations but a fragile fate." Despite barely being able to enter a top dostic laboratory, he dreamt daily of being crowned the "King of Explosives." During that ti, he often climbed with a can of beer to the top floor, bird-watching the scenery below.
Wang Qi's previous life was in a first-tier city's district not far from a business district, earning the title "Sleepless City." No matter the ti, it was always bustling. Yet, the rooftop where Wang Qi stood was extrely serene.
Although Wang Qi actually didn't like beer at all, he insisted on bringing it every ti because he felt that in such monts of contemplating the erratic nature of fate while reaffirming his ideals, pulling out a cola would completely ruin the atmosphere. It was like ancient warriors from the north swearing an oath of brotherhood with homade sweet rice wine instead of blood.
On the rooftop, a young man with great aspirations leaned against the wall alone, holding a can of beer, quietly observing the noisy and vulgar crowd below.
This act gave off a strong vibe of sophistication.
A very strong vibe of sophistication.
Because it was important, it was ntioned twice.
And after transmigration, this habit did not change. Before accepting this new world, he often climbed to the rooftop, avoiding family mbers he didn't know how to face. After his grandfather passed away, he grew accustod to overlooking Dabai Village from the rooftop.
Mao Zimiao didn't understand such an "intellectual" sentint, but she too felt that Wang Qi's expression was different when he sat on the rooftop.
Wang Qi found a flat tile and called Mao Zimiao to sit down. Then, he activated the Fiery Sun Wave Qi, creating a patch of light. He opened his exercise book and asked, "Where don't you understand?"
Mao Zimiao, bashfully lowering her head, responded, "Start from the first question…"
"This is… 'The movent technique schematic of the Ancient thod Sect's Fiery Sect is as follows, given the constant mana of its ntal thod... Seek the essentials of the Fiery Sect's movent technique...'" Wang Qi looked at Mao Zimiao in surprise, "Isn't this what I studied half a month ago?"
Mao Zimiao grumbled, "I told you already, not everyone is like you, Xiao Qi! If you keep this up, I won't bother with you anymore, okay?"
"Alright, alright." Wang Qi raised his hands in surrender, then asked, "So, what exactly don't you understand?"
"What is the relationship between mana and movent technique exactly? I just can't grasp the main point."
Wang Qi shook his head, "You don't need to get so hung up on it. Actually, this problem, aside from the Essence of Spirit Energy, is just a calculation of a binary, second-order Heavenly Elent Formation [a binary quadratic equation]."
"But it's really important to ."
Wang Qi helplessly explained from the beginning, "You were listening when I learned the Essence of Spirit Energy, right?"
"Mm."
"The essence of Spiritual Energy is the exponent of energy. You know this, right?"
"Mm."
Wang Qi spread his hands, "Mana is a form that Spiritual Energy takes after being refined. We can directly influence the kinetic and potential energy of the body through mana, which is the principle behind Qinggong and Flying Escape."
"Eh? That's a big leap, ow! What's really going on?"
Wang Qi shook his head helplessly. In many people's minds, energy should be sothing visible and tangible, with Spiritual Energy being a substantial existence. Convincing them that "energy represents the attribute of material motion" was indeed difficult.
Using mana to change kinetic and potential energy might sound complex to Earth People, but for Shenzhou Cultivators, this process was as simple as eating and drinking. Once they activated their movent technique, the body's kinetic and potential energy would change. Whether it was defying Newton's second law and ignoring inertia with "fast as a darting rabbit, still as a virgin" or defying the third law and ignoring action and reaction with "tracing steps on snow without a trace," it was all very simple.
For Shenzhou Cultivators, what ca after, the rapid movents and shifts, was actually harder to master. Qinggong only involved binary quadratic calculations and was slow, so it could be easily learned through experience. However, Flying Escape involved much more, and was far more complex, with a real risk of crashing oneself. The limitations on a cultivator's Flying Escape weren't just about the total amount of mana, but also about computational and reaction abilities.
Although Wang Qi was sowhat impatient, he still explained several problems to Mao Zimiao. However, Wang Qi wasn't exactly a good teacher. After explaining, Mao Zimiao still had so doubts.
After finishing, Wang Qi sat on the rooftop, staring blankly at the sky, showing no intention of leaving. For so reason, Mao Zimiao, who had packed up her workbook, didn't leave either and instead sat there with Wang Qi.
Mao Zimiao asked, "Xiao Qi, have you made any progress in your cultivation recently?"
"Oh, you're asking about that." Wang Qi stretched out his right hand, which glowed with a faint green light, "Here, this is it. A newly mastered spell."
"What's it for, ow?"
Wang Qi smiled slightly, but without answering, he stretched out his left hand and released several electric arcs towards his right hand. After repeating several tis, Wang Qi's right hand remained unhard.
Mao Zimiao questioned, "What does this an, ow?"
Wang Qi laughed heartily, "Haven't you figured it out? My right hand is immune to Thunder Strikes!"
"But... Xiao Qi, you always have the sa electric potential as the electricity you release, right? How could you possibly electrify yourself, ow?"
Having been saved by Wang Qi in the Trial Forest using a similar principle, Mao Zimiao rembered this point particularly well.
"Cough, cough." Wang Qi coughed awkwardly, "Don't sweat the details. Actually, the defense on my right hand would be unbreakable by anyone. When a Thunder Strike attacks , the electricity instantly spreads throughout my entire Protective Gang Qi. At that mont, the electric potential of my Protective Gang Qi is zero, so I'm immune to Thunder Strikes!"
Mao Zimiao was astounded, "Prison Thunder Spell, ow?"
"That's right, the Prison Thunder Spell."
The spell from Thunder Pavilion known as the nesis of all electromagnetic spells!
"But…" Mao Zimiao was puzzled again, "Shouldn't this Protective Magic cover your whole body, ow?"
"Computational power is limited, it can only cover my right hand."
"Why not protect the vital parts?"
Wang Qi raised his right thumb and said with a laugh, "This is, the Girl-Getter specifically for Electric Shock Envoys!"
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