It was very difficult to re-learn, as he had forgotten everything too thoroughly.
If he held back, the damage would not be high, and if he wanted to deal the full damage, it would be as if he had never learned it.
It did not feel good to become an idiot, as there were many non-characteristic side effects derived from forgetting knowledge.
Other than being literate, Mo Qiong was like a person who had never studied before, even worse than when he had not joined the Blue and White Society.
It was as if he had only attended language classes after nine years of compulsory education …
This had a huge impact on the shaping of his character. The ignorant were fearless, and he had lost his reverence for nature, and then relied on his intuition and experience to judge things.
Just like the iron ball experiment, Mo Qiong would now think that the big iron ball landed first. There was also hot water and cold water, and he would think that the cold water would freeze more easily.
The lack of knowledge made Mo Qiong's brain rusty when he faced problems, and indirectly caused his reaction to become slow, his thinking pattern became dull, and even his sense of crisis decreased.
Of course, even so, club members were still club members. What really maintained their beliefs was not scientific knowledge, and the knowledge related to containment was still retained.
It was just that re-learning was a bit troublesome. Even with the Taaffeite state, the huge amount of knowledge they had lost was enough for them to slowly make up for it.
In the three years on the Extreme Island, they had only spent close to a year learning theoretical knowledge. They were extremely talented, and the Taaffeite had strengthened their talent by more than ten times.
In other words, if they wanted to recover their past knowledge, they would have to learn for at least a year. This was a conservative estimate, because the knowledge they had lost included what Mo Qiong and the rest had learned in school.
If it were others, they would need at least ten to twenty years to learn so much knowledge.
At this moment, Mo Qiong, Master Gou, and the rest were relying on their memory to memorize some dead things.
It mainly revolved around the knowledge related to fine structure constants, which was the most cost-effective.
A '1/137' had the power of 0.0008 Newtons.
If one memorized the sentence that 'the speed of electrons in the first Bohr orbit is about 1/137 to the speed of light in a vacuum', it would be even more powerful than 0.01 Newton, which would be enough to blow a huge hole in the white cloth ghost.
In other words, a hundred people shooting together could kill a white cloth ghost.
If they completely memorized and understood the derivation formula of the fine structure constants and related theories, they could kill one ghost with one shot, and overflow.
Unfortunately, there were too many prerequisites for this knowledge. It would take at least two days for a club member to learn from a mathematical idiot who had forgotten the four basic operations to a complete understanding of the fine-structure constant.
If it were anyone else, it would be at least a month.
Therefore, the best choice was to memorize that sentence.
"Listen up, bring an army over. Don't even think about this Euler manuscript. You won't be able to learn it. Get your people to memorize this sentence." Mo Qiong took out a small note and handed it to Ha Tu.
Ha Tu put it away as if he had found a treasure and looked at the thirty-four words on it.
It could be said that he knew every single word, but when they were put together, he didn't know.
It was cryptic and difficult to understand, and he couldn't even read it clearly. However, it didn't matter. He would just treat it as an exorcism curse.
"I know!" Ha Tu repeated this sentence over and over again as he rode a fast horse to Yangzhou.
It had to be said that it was not easy to memorize this sentence, especially when one did not understand its meaning.
In this day and age, it was hard to find someone who could memorize this sentence in a minute. Normal people would need five to ten minutes to concentrate, but some idiots might need even longer.
Moreover, it was especially easy to remember or forget.
This was not a problem of intelligence, but of memorizing something that one didn't understand at all. It was like asking someone to memorize a bunch of meaningless and obscure words.
For the ancient people, memorizing these thirty-four words was more difficult than a junior high school student memorizing the first thirty-four elements of the periodic table.
"Adams, how are you?" Jiang Long asked.
Everyone casually memorized some things, which could be considered as a temporary replenishment of ammunition. Then, they rushed into the manor and surrounded Adams.
There weren't many white-clothed ghosts left. They could be counted on one's fingers.
"Normalization field!" Adams had been fighting fiercely for a long time. He was too lazy to use the fancy flying sword now. He directly spat at a white-clothed ghost.
Seeing that Adams's spit attack had eliminated the last ghost in his field of vision, Master Gou glanced around and said, "Have you killed all the minions?"
He didn't ask how many were left. This was the effect of his lack of knowledge. He didn't care about the specific concept of how many were left. He was not sensitive to numbers.
Adams said, "Soon. I've counted. The Liu family has a total of 128 dead. Baihu Qian has 119 dead subordinates. The nearby tenant farmers have 109 dead. Ha Tu's subordinates have 9 dead. A total of 365 people have died.
"And Jiang Long has killed 51 white-clothed ghosts. Mo Qiong has killed 70 … Master Gou has killed …"
"Shut up!" Master Gou counted with his fingers and shouted directly.
Adams laughed and said, "Okay, okay, okay. Anyway, a conservative estimate is that there should be three left. They are probably all hiding underground."
The white-clothed ghosts couldn't sense them, so the Bastet Metal in Adams's hand turned into a three-meter-long shovel and started digging.
He tried his best to make sure that there were no blind spots within a two-meter radius.
Mo Qiong helped to dig. His digging ability was naturally very good, so his speed increased a lot.
He lowered the height step by step, waiting for the last three ghosts to attack them.
Pa! Master Gou stepped on the air and observed the huge white-clothed body that hadn't moved at all.
Under the moonlight, the shadows behind it looked really scary.
It was as if hundreds of headless black shadows were squeezed together, twisting and struggling. It looked very oppressive.
"Damn it!" Master Gou cursed. When he saw these shadows, he thought of Lin Guang, who had just died.
"This kid is not bad. I know him. He was in the same batch as my previous partner. He has no problems in other aspects, but his talent is too bad. Until now, he hasn't exceeded the limits of the human body."
Speaking of this, Master Gou sighed and said, "I added him to the list of the outer regions of the alternate world and asked you to shoot him here from the headquarters. I wanted to wait for a while and let him cultivate immortality. Lin Guang can become a qualified member after solving the problem of his body. "
Mo Qiong sighed and said, "Are we going to bring his body back?"
Master Gou looked at the pile of corpses. Lin Guang's head was at the edge.
"There's no point in doing this. We still don't know what this corpses can do. I'm more concerned about that twisted shadow. If it's really the soul of the dead like Ha Tu and the others think … Do you think Lin Guang is still alive?"
Mo Qiong thought for a while and said, "I haven't found any body parts of the dead … Do you think I should locate them?"
Hearing this, Master Gou's eyes lit up. He looked at the shadows again and couldn't help but say, "I think we can try. Maybe … Maybe these shadows are projections of another space. The bodies and souls of the dead are trapped inside."
Thinking about it carefully, the souls of the dead were usually destroyed. Mo Qiong had experienced that scene before, the feeling of being pushed out by a corpse.
However, the corpses of the people killed by the white cloth disappeared before their heads fell to the ground. Now, although these shadows were headless, they were still twisting and struggling.
Could it be imagined that their souls had been collected by the anomalies before they could be destroyed by reality?
He would know where 'Lin Guang' was now after locating him.
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