"The so-called alchemy, medicine, divination, astrology, fortune-telling, and alchemy. They are good at deduction, predicting the future, and saving lives and healing injuries. They are usually the ones who stand behind the physical magicians in battles.

As for taijutsu, there are not so many bells and whistles. It is a sharp blade in itself. It is far superior to other magicians in terms of strength, speed, etc.

For example, in a battle between a physical magician and an alchemist, when both are magicians in the early stages of development, the alchemist has the advantage.

The alchemist can predict every attack of the physical artist, and the physical artist has not yet begun to make a big difference from other magicians in terms of strength and speed.

In addition to the ability of alchemists to predict, their power can also make the cells in the body more active and greatly improve their recovery ability. Therefore, the physical practitioners are all exhausted.

As the level of the magician becomes higher and higher, the physical magician begins to exert his own advantages. Even if the alchemist can predict his movements, as long as the speed is fast enough and the power is strong enough, the alchemist is powerless." Satellite.

A comparison was made between physical artists and esotericists.

"Doesn't it mean that the distance between the alchemist and the physical artist increases as you get to the back?" Zhou Yi asked.

"No, no, you never know how powerful the healing abilities of powerful alchemists are. As long as you still have breath, they can bring you back to life." Weixing patiently answered Zhou Yi's questions.

Zhou Yi understood that she was the nanny.

"Then as long as there is a powerful alchemist by my side, I can't die even if I want to." Zhou Yi sighed.

"Do you think there are so many powerful alchemists? Each alchemist's talent for developing abilities is different." Weixing sneered at Zhou Yi for thinking things too wonderfully.

"Hey, by the way, teacher, I just heard you say that in the early stages of development, are the abilities of magicians divided into levels? Are they like kings, emperors, sects, emperors, saints, etc. in novels?"

After Zhou Yi asked the question, he eagerly waited for Satellite's answer.

"Of course..." Satellite paused: "No."

Satellite continued: "Our classification is very simple, one, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million and so on.

The early stage I'm talking about is the 100-level stage and below. After the 100-level stage, it can be considered the middle stage, all the way up to the 100,000 level. The 100,000 level and above are called the late stage.

Of course, this is only for strength. If it is for individuals, some people may reach level 100 at the end of their development."

"This leveling is too casual. Teacher, what level are you at?" Zhou Yi went deeper and deeper, intending to test out the old man's strength and see when he could beat him.

Satellite could tell at a glance what Zhou Yi was thinking: "This is a secret, let's put it this way, you will never be able to beat me in your life."

Ouch, who are you looking down on! But when this old man speaks, he sometimes has a bit of an ancient flavor, like that no, no, no, he must have lived for a long time.

"Teacher, do you value Geng?"

"forget."

Zhouyi:……

Okay, it's very good. If you don't want to tell him, just say it. I forgot. The old man is very bad.

Zhou Yi said no more as if he was angry.

after awhile

"Teacher, what level do you think I am now?" Zhou Yi remembered that his physical fitness was much better than that of ordinary people.

Hearing this, Weixing looked Zhou Yi up and down, then closed his eyes.

Zhou Yi felt his whole body tremble, as if he had been frozen by something.

"It's around level 10, and it still needs to be tested with instruments."

As Satellite opened his eyes and spoke, that feeling suddenly disappeared.

"Level 10? Doesn't that mean we are still one level short of reaching the middle stage? Am I that strong?" Zhou Yi was a little surprised.

Satellites don't know what to say about Zhou Yi: "Why do you like to daydream so much? Ten refers to your current body density. Under normal circumstances, the density of the human body is about the same as water, one kilogram per cubic centimeter. And ten refers to ten.

kilogram."

Zhouyi:……

"But my weight is the same as that of ordinary people?" Zhou Yi was puzzled.

"This is the strange thing about magicians. Research shows that the energy of cells in the body of magicians is buoyant. The density of energy is much smaller than that of air, like chaotic nothingness.

Under normal conditions, the weight of a magician would increase due to density. However, due to the reaction between the buoyancy of cell energy and gravity, the weight would remain almost unchanged.

Magicians can control the ratio of their own buoyancy to gravity, allowing them to fly.

But the premise is that you must first reach the middle stage and learn to release energy."

I don't know why, but Zhou Yi smelled something scientific despite it being a very mysterious thing.

"Then how long does it take for an average physical artist to go from ten to one hundred?" Zhou Yi asked curiously.

"For those with good talent, one or two years will be enough. Generally, it will take about three or four years, and it may take more than ten years for those who are less qualified. The standard for graduation from foreign arts colleges in other worlds is level 100."

Hey, a different world high school? Are they all full of alien magicians? Why haven’t you heard of it?

Anyway, he now understands what this strange technique is about. It can be said that the brain is the core converter and controller.

Control the cell density. Then the cells act as storage, storing energy. When it is used, it is converted into different abilities through the brain.

For example, the physical artist's ability to strengthen skin, bones, and muscles, the alchemist's healing ability, and prediction ability, etc.

Only when the density is high enough and the energy is sufficient can the energy be released.

Hey, as expected, the early stage physical arts masters were at a disadvantage. Those weapon masters were able to release energy through their own external objects from the very beginning.

As for the strength of the energy, Zhou Yi has experienced the weak ones. The most he can do is make some noise, catch some wind, and hit some thunder and lightning to make his whole body tingle and feel very comfortable.

He didn't expect that the other world was now so mature, and following the trend of the times, it had scientific theoretical explanations that didn't sound like science.

So if the density is high enough and the energy is high enough, wouldn't it be possible to go into space? But we can't live without oxygen.

But when you are particularly powerful, you don’t need it?

Zhou Yi's heart began to jump, which was very tempting. Exploring the unknown has always been Zhou Yi's hobby.

Thinking about it this way, it actually doesn't matter whether you enter another world or not. As long as you take care of yourself and don't learn those dirty behaviors, he will still be Zhou Yi.

Moreover, wouldn’t it be nice to have a free master? What’s the reason to refuse?

Zhou Yi figured it out for himself, and his mentality became different.

However, no one told Zhou Yi that he really thought too simply. What he heard, saw, and thought now were all simple and superficial.

Later, Zhou Yi asked some more questions. Satellite talked for a long time and felt a little bored, so he directly sent a few files to Zhou Yi using Bluetooth on his mobile phone.

Zhou Yi was immediately stunned. It was indeed able to follow the trend of the times. Even these things can have electronic files.

The file was a compressed package with a lot of various contents. Zhou Yi had to read it slowly.

Satellite closed his eyes and rested his mind.

…

"Dear passengers, the train has arrived at Linxian North Station. Please take your luggage and valuables and get off from the door on the right side of the train. When getting off, please pay attention to the gap between the train and the platform..."

It wasn't until the broadcast notification rang that Zhou Yi put down his phone and rubbed his eyes.

I looked at the time, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

The last high-speed train from Linxian back to J City is at 8:30 pm. I hope I can catch it.

Otherwise, when he goes to school, he will be criticized by the head teacher again. He compares He Chuan with himself every day. Is He Chuan his biological daughter?

Satellite didn't know when he opened his eyes, looked out the window, and then said to Zhou Yi next to him: "I'm going out to buy some food and water later."

"Teacher, does a big shot like you still need to eat?"

Satellite always felt that this guy spoke in a weird way and deserved a beating.

"Where does the energy come from if you don't eat?" Satellite asked.

"But I just read the document that said that powerful magicians can store energy in their bodies, and they will be fine without eating for several years. Only low-level magicians need to eat every day to ensure sufficient energy in their bodies."

The veins on Weixing's forehead twitched. This kid definitely did it on purpose: "If you want to starve for two meals, I don't mind."

Um, what does "hungry for two meals" mean?

If you think about it carefully, you will understand what it means.

This means that where they are going next, there may be no food or water, and they won’t be able to come out until at least noon tomorrow, right?

How about playing?

"Teacher, I have to go to class tomorrow." Zhou Yi had a fake smile on his face.

"I'll ask for leave for you." Does this kid love studying so much?

When Zhou Yi heard this, he thought about it, and it was okay. Anyway, he learned everything he needed to learn.

When the train stopped, Zhou Yi followed Satellite and got off the train. Then he bought a backpack, eight pieces of bread, and four bottles of water in the county town.

"Is that enough, teacher?"

"That's enough, let's go."

Zhou Yi, who was carrying a backpack and walking behind, looked at the back of the satellite.

Although he is slender and has gray hair, his back is very straight.

His entire mental state seemed different from that of ordinary elderly people of his age.
To be continued...