Master Gou sighed. "This power is so hard to estimate. It's hard for us to avoid wasting the power of knowledge."
"Then use pure data knowledge!" Adams said.
Mo Qiong said, "Pure data without its derivation process and practical meaning is equivalent to 'zero understanding' of the damage."
Of course, data was easy to remember. If he forgot, he could just recite it again.
But the power was too low. It was like memorizing the Three Character Classic without understanding a single word.
The anomalies were growing. They had to get rid of these white cloths as soon as possible before considering the 'cost'.
Right now, they had to ignore the cost.
However, Adams said, "Win with numbers! If the damage of one data-type knowledge is low, visualize many of them at the same time. "
As Adams spoke, a flying sword of Bastet appeared above his head.
He was luring the monsters earlier. When he was about to attack, he had already learned a lot from Jiang Long, Master Gou, and Mo Qiong.
Adams thought for a moment and threw the flying sword with a smile.
He immediately recited, "Magnesium, Aluminum, Hydrogen, Red Phosphorus, Sulfur Powder Combustion Equation in Air …"
When the sword was about to hit one of the white cloths, Adams hooked his finger and purposely missed the white cloths, making the flying sword spin one more time.
He recited, "Iron, Carbon, Sodium Combustion Equation in Oxygen Sufficient and Insufficient …"
He added another wave of enhancement!
This wasn't the end. He added more equations for the reaction of carbon dioxide and water, carbon dioxide passing through a layer of hot carbon, carbon monoxide burning in oxygen, quicklime dissolving in water, etc.
This way, every time the flying sword spun one more time, a few more sets of equations would appear in his mind, completing the accumulation of power.
"It's about time …"
"Xiu!" The sword suddenly hit one of the white cloths, making a big hole in it.
Seeing this, Adams knew what to do.
He added another hundred or so decomposition reactions to complete the kill.
"The HP of a white cloths ghost is equivalent to 180 chemical reaction equations," Adams said.
Although he didn't remember which chemical equations he used just now, he remembered how many he used.
Elementary chemical reaction equations could be regarded as equivalent to each other. There was no reason for the equation of magnesium burning in air to be more powerful than aluminum.
Complex chemical equations might be more powerful, but it didn't matter. They could be regarded as equivalent.
As such, Adams directly "defined" the HP of a white-clothed ghost as 180 chemical equations.
"Do you still remember the balancing method?" Mo Qiong asked.
Adams said, "Of course, I have no use for the basic knowledge of chemical formulas. All I have lost is the formula."
"In other words, I'm using dead knowledge that can be easily regenerated, exchanging quantity for great power."
Mo Qiong shrugged and said, "This requires an extremely high level of brain power. Presenting 180 chemical equations in one's mind at the same time is not easy …"
If they were used separately, they would be wasted. For example, fully burning carbon in oxygen had been used up, and the remaining incomplete combustion could not be used. Even if the basic theory was incomplete, it could still be used, but the chemical formula was not.
Adams said with a smile, "I can do it. I can store 180 kinds of … no, more than 200 kinds of chemical formulas at the same time."
He was gifted in heartforce, and Adams was extremely talented in the field of thought. He was no ordinary person who could actively cause a split personality.
Mo Qiong was unable to store 180 chemical formulas at the same time. He could only visualize 80 formulas at most, and there was a chance that he might make a mistake.
If it was a complete set of theories, the anomalies would 'help' consecrate the entire set. No matter how complicated it was, as long as he remembered it deep in his mind, he could forget it all in one go.
However, Adams could only rely on himself to do this. He had to deliberately exclude the knowledge related to elements and mixtures, keeping it subjective.
Otherwise, if he forgot all the basic knowledge, it would not be as simple as reciting it. He would have to re-learn from the basics.
Because he would forget everything so thoroughly, he would not even have a sense of familiarity. Therefore, there would be no advantage of learning twice. It would be like learning for the first time.
They would have to re-learn for as long as they had spent on Limit Island back then.
Mo Qiong said, "But in the same way, you can also use precious experimental data, synthetic formulas, engineering blueprints, and other practical techniques. It should be both powerful and cost-effective."
"Yes! For example, the nickel-steel alloy formula. This kind of knowledge is gone. As long as you remember to remove the basic theory, the rest will be memorized. It will be easy to re-learn in the future, "Adams said.
Mo Qiong said, "But the power will be greatly reduced. Originally, one or two basic theories could kill one. If you do this, you'll need more than 100 blueprints or formulas to kill one."
After a fierce battle, the members had a rough understanding of the damage that knowledge could do to Derivatives.
Firstly, the deeper the understanding, the more powerful it would be. If they only memorized it, the power would be very small.
If they remembered something unfamiliar or incomplete, the power would be even smaller.
A mature technique, even if it involved hundreds of parameters, would be very weak. It was a data type technique.
However, the core theory and derivation process of the technique would be very powerful.
Physics was divided into theory and engineering.
In other words, it was basic knowledge and applied knowledge.
The former was the fundamental law, while the latter was the application of formulas, data, and so on.
There was no particular reason. The former was more harmful to Derivatives. This was a fact.
However, if one's Heart Power was strong enough, one could visualize many at the same time and win with numbers. Memorizing things without a deep understanding could still produce great power. If there were enough of them, one could kill a white-clothed ghost.
"But if … and I'm saying if, the white-clothed anomaly can't be completely destroyed, then its containment method will require someone to continuously contain it …"
"At that time, powerful theories will be slow to be replenished. We'll have to use this method of 'big data knowledge' to contain it," Adams said.
Adams started to go on a killing spree. He would often compress a large amount of knowledge into attacks.
A set of 'Matter and Oxygen Reaction 180 Combo' or 'Iron and Nickel Alloy 300 Combo' could directly annihilate a white-clothed ghost.
Although it was called a combo, it actually only used one attack. He compressed a large amount of information with his powerful brain power.
However, the weakness was also very obvious. Adams often had to focus and ponder for more than ten seconds.
Therefore, the ones who were more efficient were Mo Qiong and the others.
The quantum wave equation, quantum matrix mechanics, the uncertainty principle, and the principle of constant light speed were all very powerful.
The white-clothed ghost could not withstand the quantum iron fist at all. Everyone seriously suspected that the damage was due to overflow.
Based on experience, the closer the knowledge was to a certain essence, the more powerful it was.
Alloy blueprints, mechanical designs, and other data were very weak. They were not even as powerful as chemical formulas.
The most powerful one was the data of the 61 standard models of elementary particles.
The spin of each elementary particle, its standard mass, and standard charge were all data knowledge.
When data knowledge reached this level, it was also very powerful.
After experiments, the data of 30 types of elementary particles could kill a white-clothed ghost.
"The most powerful data attack is the data of elementary particles and '1/137'," Mo Qiong said.
"In terms of data volume, the fine structure constant is still the most convenient. It's such a simple number," Adams said.
Jiang Long said, "If we consume the knowledge of the derivation process and the theoretical measurement method, any one of the elementary particles can be killed instantly."
However, it was also very difficult to learn this kind of knowledge again because it involved too many knowledge points.
In terms of data volume, the most cost-effective one was still the fine structure constant. Even the whole derivation process was very simple. It was just the ratio of the moving speed of electrons in the first Bohr orbit to the speed of light in vacuum. Its simplicity was second only to the mass-energy equation.
Everyone pursued efficiency and did not care about the disappearance of knowledge. Adams was the one who still remembered the most basic knowledge.
Mo Qiong turned and asked him, "What did I use just now?"
"Which one?" Adams said.
"Lord Gou used it. There was only a little left after he was beaten to a pulp. I used the same move and killed the monster instantly, "Mo Qiong said.
"Oh, Newton's three laws of mechanics," Adams said.
Mo Qiong blinked and said, "This Niu San is quite powerful. My understanding might be higher than Lord Gou's. On average, it should be able to kill one monster. Let's use it as the standard."
Adams' mouth twitched. "What Niu San? It's Newton's three laws of mechanics."
"Yes, yes. Sorry, I forgot. Anyway, for Newton's, we define the derivation process and the result as' 1 'and set the standard unit as' Newton '," Mo Qiong said.
Adams said, "Newton is the unit of mechanics. Forget it, it doesn't matter."
Thus, after the club members killed about a hundred white-clothed ghosts, they defined a set of damage reference table.
The measurement method was very simple. They just needed to split up the knowledge and use it to see how many could be killed.
According to visual estimation!
The proof method of any elementary particle had a knowledge of 1.2 Newton.
Kepler's law was 0.5 Newton. The first of the three laws of thermodynamics was 0.9 Newton, the second was 1.6 Newton, and the third was 1 Newton.
The fine structure constant … 3 Newton!
The mass-energy equation … 4.2 Newton!
The entire special theory of relativity was 6.8 Newton!
As time went by, the white-clothed ghosts were reduced at a visible speed.
Toward the end, Mo Qiong and the others were almost exhausted.
Lord Gou, in particular, had lost the most while he was killing the most. He had basically beaten himself to the level of a kindergarten student.
"Brothers, I feel like an idiot …" Lord Gou's personality had changed, but his personality was still the same. He still had training in other aspects, but his knowledge was almost exhausted.
"Hahahaha! I feel like an idiot, too! "Mo Qiong laughed, filled with a feeling of extreme ignorance.
Before, a lot of analysis would pop up in his head whenever he thought of something, but that was gone now. Even his subconscious was very direct. He was a very ignorant person right now. What he observed was only emotional feedback. His rationality seemed to have been suppressed to the minimum.
In particular, after he had almost mastered all the mathematics, he didn't even know how to add and subtract anymore.
"It's fine, brothers. I can still do it. You'd better study hard first … "Adams asked the researchers in the Fishing City to pass a set of simple learning materials, which he then passed on to everybody.
Then, Adams, who had been keeping his basic knowledge, completely let go of it and began the final sprint to kill the remaining white-clothed ghosts.
Taking advantage of the time, everybody seized the time to study.
During this period, Ha Tu and the others were dumbfounded.
They only knew that these people had caused great damage to the white-clothed ghosts with every move they made.
Compared with the slight wrinkles they had made before, the damage was much higher.
Mo Qiong was studying next to him, writing and drawing with his hands, mumbling something like 'Euler equation', 'Matrix', 'E = mc2' …
Ha Tu had no idea what they were talking about at all!
He tried to remember what the club members were talking about, but he didn't have any foundation at all and could only listen to them.
However, he did remember the fine structure constant. Although he didn't know what it meant, he still remembered '1/137'.
Ha Tu felt that he had found a treasure. Even the secretary, who was obsessed with Confucianism, had deeply imprinted it in his heart.
"Although I don't know what it is, it feels very powerful. It's always right to remember this' Eight Syllables' and pass it down as a talisman later," the secretary muttered.
This scholar seemed to treat '1/137' as a talisman or a secret spell that no one knew about. His expression made it seem that he had obtained some kind of profound knowledge. He even wanted to pass it down to his descendants as a family heirloom.
Ha Tu nodded. He actually thought so too. There was no comparison. He brought a group of people to take in the creatures, but he was the only one left. Even he was saved by them.
And this group of people, apart from the disparity in strength, he found that he couldn't compare with them in terms of soft power.
This anomaly already ignored conventional force. Ha Tu could see that even if there were millions of troops, so what? If they came, they would only be sending themselves to death and strengthening the monsters.
Even if a god came, he wouldn't be able to hurt the white-clothed ghosts if he didn't have something in his stomach.
There must be a corresponding way. Brute force was not advisable to deal with the creatures.
He didn't understand what the club members were talking about, but he felt that it was right that he didn't understand. This might be the knowledge of professional containment.
Ha Tu hesitated again and again. While Mo Qiong was rubbing his head, he went up and asked, "Brother, what are you writing?"
Mo Qiong casually said, "Writing down all the formulas and equations in Euler's manuscript. You only need 150 of them to kill a white-clothed ghost."
Ha Tu looked at the pile of things Mo Qiong wrote and asked, "Can you teach me this Euler Divine Art?"
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