Based on the above conclusion, he still had a lot of questions.
The most important one was himself.
Why couldn't he fly when he walked?
If he jumped, wouldn't he shoot himself toward the target he imagined?
Could he only shoot at other things and not himself?
First of all, shooting directly was definitely not possible. This was self-evident. Otherwise, he could bend his knees and jump directly to his home.
What about shooting indirectly?
The rooftop of the dormitory was a magical place. There were wooden planks, bricks, and wire beds. He didn't know what had happened here.
He found a wire bed on the rooftop, removed the bed board, and jumped on it.
However, the bed slid under his feet. When it reached the target, it bounced and hit the bullseye.
In the end, he fell to the ground. The bed flipped over, and the target fell.
"This won't work. This is equivalent to me launching the bed and kicking it into the bullseye. It's not me bouncing up and hitting the bullseye. "
Thinking about it carefully, he knew that with his ability, only things that left his body could be seen as being launched.
How could it leave its body?
He jumped on the bed, and the interaction force was exerted on him. He bounced up and left the bed.
At this time, the bed was seen as something that was kicked out by him, and it triggered the absolute hit.
"I'm a standard object. I'm the basis of judgment."
"This is also why my shoe didn't fly over when I kicked the ball to Han Dang. That's because the shoe didn't break away from my contact with it. "
"If I want to fly, maybe only …"
Mo Qiong looked at the roof at the entrance of the rooftop. There was an antenna on it.
He shot an arrow at the antenna and quickly grabbed the arrow.
Sure enough, he could feel that the arrow maintained the propulsion he gave it and flew toward the antenna.
As the arrow flew higher and higher, he could feel that he was holding a flying machine. His hand kept rising until his feet left the ground.
"The initial force of the arrow's movement is constant. Even gravity can't pull it, let alone me."
"It will ignore my weight, just like how it ignores air resistance."
"If I'm not wrong …"
Mo Qiong suddenly let go in mid-air. He fell freely, and the arrow changed its target. It flew slowly toward the target. Of course, the speed was so slow that it couldn't be seen with the naked eye.
He could change his landing point as long as he could touch the projectile again.
The crux of the matter was whether or not it was released. Only when it was released would it be considered to have shot out. The act of grabbing and letting go would reset the exertion of force.
Because his action of letting go gave the arrow too little force, it was as if it was suspended in the air. It would probably take a few hours for it to hit the target.
"Looks like that's the only way. Leaving me is the key to triggering it, so I'll never be able to simply shoot myself out, unless I have a vehicle."
"Think about it carefully. If indirect emission counts, then when I touch the air, won't the entire atmosphere be gradually shaken by me? But in fact, from the quantity of the previous test, only the part that collided with the surface of my body hit the target. "
He didn't have a crossbow with him, but he could do an experiment with a bow.
He placed the arrow on the bed, pulled the bowstring, and flicked the arrow.
The arrow was struck by the string and slowly flew towards the target. After hitting the target, it fell to the ground and stopped moving.
Throughout the entire process, Mo Qiong did not touch the arrow at all. He only used the bowstring to strike it.
This still triggered the passive effect, and the arrow hit the bullseye.
This experiment showed that even if he used a crossbow or even a gun, as long as he pulled the trigger and did not directly touch the projectile, the passive effect would still be triggered.
The matter that was released from the equipment he held was also considered to be the matter that was shot out by him.
This meant that the equipment that was connected to him was considered to be a 'bow', just like how his arm was considered to be a 'bow'.
In theory, if he inserted his hand into the ground, the earth would be his bow. If he had the strength to shake or fling someone up from the ground and separate them from the earth's surface, then this person could be flung to the moon by him …
But this was wishful thinking. It was impossible for him to have such great strength.
Instead of realizing this, it would be better to create a machine, a complicated and powerful 'crossbow', to act as an extension of his arm and amplify his interference power.
"Phew … Then what about letting the arrow hit the target?"
He tried again and chose to land on a point on the arrow.
The result was surprising. The arrow flew out normally and hit the ground.
"Ha, so I can still make the matter that is shot out follow a natural trajectory."
Mo Qiong smiled. He had found a way to shoot the arrow without triggering the passive effect, and that was to set the landing point on the projectile itself.
Because the landing point was closely connected to the projectile itself, the moment the arrow was shot, it was considered to have reached the target. At this time, it followed the laws of nature.
"The world is not continuous, so the disconnection of the microscopic world should not count."
"When I release the arrow, the parts that are closely connected are considered to be a whole. Even if they are separated by others or nature, forming two or more objects, they should still go to the destination."
"So, the arrow that I shot the sun before, even if it turned into molecules, would still persevere and go to the sun."
"I understand now, light … Why doesn't the passive effect trigger? The reason may be very simple."
After completely confirming the most critical basic judgment conditions of his ability, Mo Qiong suddenly understood why the light was reflected by him, but it did not trigger the absolute hit.
As a mortal, he could make objects take the initiative to move away from him. There was only one thing he could do, and that was to give it a force.
In other words, the transmission of electromagnetic force between objects.
The movement of light was the foundation of electromagnetic force.
"The reason I can exert force and make objects leave me is all because of the transmission of electromagnetic force. If even light has to follow my mortal thoughts and passively go to the target point in my thoughts, then the transmission of electromagnetic force will be destroyed. The moment all objects touch me, the fundamental particles will be emitted first. The electromagnetic force will not be transmitted from my hand to the arrow's tail, and then from the arrow's tail to the entire body. The arrow will not leave me. At the very least, the electromagnetic force I transmit will not be in a normal state of transmission. "
"Photons, electrons, or gravitons that I don't know if they exist will all be shot by me subjectively. Then the electromagnetic force will not be able to transmit normally, and I will not be able to make objects leave me. If I can't make objects leave me, how can I shoot the arrow?"
"Will the shooting of all fundamental particles be regarded as the bow because they are the basis of my shooting?"
"Just like how shooting an arrow at the arrow will not trigger the passive effect, the bow will not shoot at the bow itself?"
"When my ability is passive, it is destined that I will be using microscopic things to drive macroscopic things."
To put it simply, his ability required a 'bow' and 'arrow'.
If he threw out a coin, the human body would be the bow, and the coin would be the arrow. The microscopic was the bow, and the macroscopic was the arrow.
The reason he could shoot the arrow was all because of the fundamental particles working in an orderly manner.
It was equivalent to shooting macroscopic things with the bow of fundamental force.
It was impossible for him to use macroscopic things to shoot microscopic things, because the macroscopic force was the combination of countless microscopic forces.
It was not that he could not shoot microscopic particles, but that he, as a mortal, could not use microscopic forces to shoot microscopic objects. It was because he could not directly drive fundamental force.
Therefore, in his daily actions, he would at least activate his passive ability on small objects such as dust and air masses.
Unless he could shoot matter without using fundamental force as a bow, then he would be able to shoot fundamental particles. But was that possible? Was there an interference force that surpassed fundamental force in this world?
Mo Qiong felt that he already understood his ability. Just as he was thinking about how to earn money, he suddenly heard someone walking up the stairs. It seemed that they were going to the rooftop.
"Uh …"
He hurriedly jumped up and collected the arrow that was still floating in the sky. With a pat, it fell into his other hand.
Very quickly, he realized that it was Han Dang.
"Wow, this is quite messy." Han Dang looked at the messy scene and said.
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "My shooting skills have already reached perfection, number one in the world. It's about time, let's set off."
Han Dang said, "Don't, it's still too early to go. The seaside must not be set up yet. Have you forgotten? If we go too early, we'll definitely have to work! We've suffered from this in the past. The work of moving things will be left to the honest people in the first year. "
"Let's wait for another half an hour. You shoot your arrows, I'll come up to take a look."
Mo Qiong tidied up the scene and said, "Forget it, let's play a game."
"Oh? You play it yourself, I'm going to take a shower. "Han Dang shook his head and said.
Mo Qiong saw him like this and knew that Han Dang was beaten up in the game.
"Beaten up or met a cheat?" Mo Qiong smiled and said.
"Cheat! So arrogant, the second circle became a death zone. An absolute domain-type cheat. You'll be fine standing at the edge of the circle, but you'll be killed by a vehicle when you enter the circle. What's there to play? "Han Dang said in annoyance." The most annoying thing is that I don't know who killed you! I can't even find the person who reported it! "
"Haha …"
Mo Qiong smiled and returned to the dormitory with him. He turned on the computer and wanted to see if there were any legal ways to earn money that were more suitable for him.
To prevent the keyboard from being knocked away by him, the bottom of his palm was always pressed against the keyboard.
"As expected, the internet signal won't disappear for no reason."
Mo Qiong used the computer, and at the same time, it could be considered as testing if his passive ability would bring inconvenience to his life.
If he hit the keyboard, the signal would be sent, and he would hit the target, then what's there to hammer the net!
Basic substances wouldn't automatically trigger his passive ability, which meant that he could live a normal life. He wouldn't have to go to the hospital for checkups, receive brainwaves, and shoot X-rays randomly. He wouldn't interfere with things like radio and radiation.
As for the use of his ability, he more or less had an idea in his heart.
What did an absolute hit mean? As long as he knew the opponent's appearance, he would be able to hit the opponent from thousands of miles away.
Of course, he wouldn't kill anyone, but if he used this ability to find people, it would be accurate. Finding wanted criminals and such, this ability was even better than a police dog.
Also, if he had the initial funds, he could get a boat to go fishing.
With this ability, he didn't even need fuel to sail the boat!
Not to mention running out of fuel, even if the bottom of the boat was dismantled, this boat could still sail back to land, just like a ghost ship.
What's more, he didn't even need to ship anything properly. He could just rent a warehouse by the shore and casually throw whatever he found: into the bowl by itself.
The object would then dive into the warehouse by itself.
"It seems that there are many choices, but I need a sum of initial funds, and it just so happens that there's Luo Qing tonight."
After having a plan in mind, Mo Qiong casually copied all the information he found to the internet drive. Since he was bored at the party at night, he took out his phone and slowly thought about it.
However, as soon as he uploaded the data and watched the upload progress quickly, Mo Qiong's heart skipped a beat. He felt that something was wrong.
The upload ended very quickly. He looked at the internet drive and actually couldn't find the folder he had just uploaded.
"This …" He clearly saw that it was being uploaded on the internet drive just now, how could it not be there?
The corner of Mo Qiong's mouth twitched. "No way … I was just thinking about the party at the beach. You didn't send it to the sea, did you?"
"Why would a file do? As expected, I can still send things like data and signals. It's just that these things can't be sent with the body of a mortal. Or rather, I was actually shooting 'files'. "
Mo Qiong couldn't find where he had sent the file after a long time, so he decided to try again.
This time, he was thinking about the desktop of his phone.
"F * ck …" Looking at the additional folder on the desktop of his phone, Mo Qiong was completely dumbfounded.
Mo Qiong wasn't dumbfounded that he had directly uploaded something from the computer to his phone, but the problem was …
On the desktop of his phone's Android system, there was a folder with a computer's Win7 theme … This was too f * cking ridiculous.
"Eh? Eh? Hmm? "
"Is this really my superpower?"
Mo Qiong had always thought that the superpower he had obtained might be related to electromagnetic forces, or general fundamental forces.
Previously, he felt that his superpower could ignore the laws of nature, but in fact, in his heart, it was more of an exaggeration.
After all, ignoring gravity could still be explained by the superpower giving the projectile a greater force to offset the effect of gravity.
But now, how could he explain this?
Launching the file could be said to have borrowed the power of a stronger 'bow'. Physical forces couldn't be triggered by things like signals, but the computer could. His hands touched the keyboard and mouse, and then he connected all the components of the computer with wires, as if he was holding an extremely complicated crossbow.
This was in line with his previous thoughts: Using a complicated device that could increase his interference power could increase the trigger conditions for hitting the target.
It wasn't that he couldn't shoot microscopic particles, but he needed a sufficiently powerful device to assist with the 'bow'.
The signal was sent along the network cable, and finally left through the nearest transmitter or signal tower. At this time, it was in the firing state. The data that should have entered the network disk, because Mo Qiong was thinking about the desktop of his phone before the firing, then it definitely hit the target and entered his phone.
This effect wasn't triggered when he was surfing the Internet, but when he uploaded the file. This made Mo Qiong realize that he was only shooting 'files', and not light signals.
Just like how every object contained countless fundamental particles, when he shot the arrow, the countless particles contained in the arrow also went with it.
In other words, although he couldn't shoot the fundamental particles alone, he could try his best to combine some of the fundamental particles into a macroscopic object. This object could even be a virtual object, and this changed the judgment of his superpower from 'microscopic' to 'macroscopic with microscopic'.
"I'm shooting a virtual macroscopic object, does that count?"
"Are you kidding me, this superpower allows me to deceive it? No, is this considered deceiving myself? "
"No, no, no, or does this superpower allow me to do so?"
The more Mo Qiong thought about it, the more confused he became. However, this judgment could still be explained by 'shooting files'.
But …
Why did the computer theme folder appear in the desktop of his phone?
Mo Qiong opened the folder and found that he could actually browse it. The interface was still as if he was browsing on a computer … but the problem was that he was holding a phone.
This time, it was truly and thoroughly ignoring the laws of nature during the launch process. How could different systems be compatible with each other?
Could it be that he had also modified his own phone?
"Why? Why? "
The more Mo Qiong explored his superpower, the more he understood the principles behind it, the more terrified he felt.
This wasn't a superpower at all. It wasn't limited to physics, physiology, or even the relative laws that Mo Qiong could imagine with his pitiful intelligence.
It also involved more basic and fundamental concepts that exceeded the limits of the human mind and beyond the scope of understanding.
He was frightened by the profundity behind his superpower.
If his rationality was a value, he could feel that it was dropping rapidly. He was frightened by his superpower to the point that it was dropping rapidly.
"Did it adapt?"
"The phone's system forcibly adapted to the computer files that were forcefully stuffed into it by my superpower. This phenomenon didn't appear in the previous experiments."
"Is this a domineering effect that only appears in the virtual world?"
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