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Chapter 63 Believe in science!
"...How did Director Li Mingmei escape death back then?"

"Actually, she didn't puncture her eardrum, nor did she completely lose her hearing."

"The pen being stuck in the ear severely damaged the external auditory canal, causing some hearing loss, and this is only one of the reasons."

"Most importantly, her ear canals were full of blood!"

"The hot, sticky blood blocked the celestial official's voice from giving orders!"

In the dark classroom, Li Nuanling and a dozen or so other celestial officials were watching a live-streamed lesson.

On the projection screen, a lecture was being given by an expert in celestial arts, specially invited from the capital, who was imparting knowledge about the realm of celestial officials.

Li Nuanling and Fang Min, who was next to her, were whispering to each other while listening to the lecture.

"I heard that our live-streamed class is top secret!"

"The live streaming channels all use dedicated lines from non-natural systems, and the rooms have also undergone special confidentiality measures."

Fang Min nodded.

In the dark corner under her table, the Heavenly Mouse pricked up its ears and listened to those words.

Above the hidden black clouds outside the window, Wu Yun and a dozen minks sat on the sofa, looking at the bronze mirror and listening to the telepathic transmission, and suddenly realized the truth.

"No wonder they were being so secretive; it turns out it's top secret!"

But on the screen, the expert was still speaking.

"...According to our research, the orders of celestial officials are most useful to mortals."

"There is a difference between immortals and mortals!"
"The celestial official has given an order, and mortals have no choice but to obey. Even if they are told to run into a wall, they will do so immediately!"

"But the suppression relationship between the ninth rank and the ninth rank is not too strong."

"A Grand Ninth Rank ordering a Ninth Rank rank person to bang their head against a wall... is generally not very effective."

"If it's a command that crosses pathways, it's even less effective."

"For example, if a high-ranking official of the Ninth Rank issues an order through the Ghost Messenger route, a low-ranking official of the Ninth Rank through the City God route will be almost completely unaffected..."

Wu Yun sat on the sofa and listened, pondering as he listened.

"Oh, it makes a lot of sense that the director of the industrial bureau can't oversee the section chief of the meteorological bureau."

Mink Huhu nestled in the boss's arms. Upon hearing this, he suddenly frowned, wiped his head, and revealed his celestial official hat... The hat was covered with dozens of copper flower buttons, like a sky full of stars.

"Aww aww?"

What kind of approach is this?

Could it be influenced by the Grand Ninth-Rank Celestial Official?

Mink White squeezed next to the boss's shoulder, also swiping his head to reveal his celestial official hat.

"Waaaaah!"

It grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp little teeth... This ninth-rank immortal official through this route is the boss!

They are under the dual leadership of their boss and have a strong, reliable bond with him!
And so, Wu Yun and his employees opened a bucket of juice outside the window and listened to the lecture while drinking it.

The courses offered by the Non-Natural Bureau were packed with valuable information, very systematic and professional, and Wu Yun nodded in agreement from time to time.

"Alright, now please welcome Professor Wu to give a lecture on the theory of immortal techniques for the Cloud Soaring Path."

Wu Yun's eyes lit up!
Soaring Clouds?

Immortal magic?

theory?

Isn't this exactly what he needs most?
The sounds of Li Nuanling and others complaining could be heard again from the classroom.

"The easiest class is here again."

"Can't we just stop listening to his nonsense?"

On the screen appeared a middle-aged man with glasses, messy hair, greasy face, and who clearly didn't like washing his hair, and he started talking.

"In the last lesson, I talked about how I divided the theory of immortal arts into three main parts: matter, energy, and information."

"The term 'matter' can also be simply understood as 'material'."

"Celestial arts can create unconventional materials, such as highly corrosive poisonous gases, extremely sharp ice crystals, and extremely hard metals. "So-called energy is simply energy."

"Information, in simple terms, can be understood as your control over immortal techniques..."

Li Nuanling and the others in the classroom had grown impatient and simply closed their notebooks, too lazy to listen anymore.

Wu Yun, who was outside, was stunned by what he heard.

He held a juice glass in one hand and frowned at the other.

"This teacher is actually quite theoretical?"

Thus, Wu Yun listened as his teacher went from the basic theory of immortal arts to the theory of their application, and then to the specific execution of immortal arts, with the topics becoming increasingly complex.

"...For example, condensing clouds into ice. As far as I know, eight Cloud-Soaring Immortals have already been able to do that."

"Many magicians say it's difficult, but it can be trained."

"Training focus, willpower, imagination... are all useful!"

"For example, some magicians put ice shells on clouds as windshields, saying that these windshields are easy to fall off."

"Then what should we do? You should let the ice shell take root in the clouds!"

"But how do we establish roots?"

"This is where mathematical models come in!"

"Professor Wu gathered more than a dozen doctoral students specializing in bionics, botany, and fluid dynamics to help me with the research. They came up with a solution, and the students took notes..."

On the slides, a dense array of mathematical formulas and complex three-dimensional structural model diagrams suddenly appeared.

In the model diagram, ice crystals extend and spread into the clouds like tree roots, and then disperse into small circular leaves at the ends, making it look incredibly complex.

"Of course, different windshield shapes require different anchoring solutions."

"We made the most basic spheres and ellipsoids, as well as the slightly more complex teardrop shape."

Several more densely packed slides were then played.

The film also features a series of complex mathematical formulas.

"Classmates, this needs to be calculated in real time based on the density and speed of the clouds; there's no ready-made solution."

"That means when you take off, you need to quickly test your cloud and your speed, and then quickly do mental calculations to adjust the structure of your base."

"Let me explain the calculation process in detail..."

On the screen, Teacher Wu began to demonstrate the calculations.

Li Nuanling, Fang Min, and others in front of the screen, including Wu Yun, were all utterly bewildered.

Damn it, even if they were given the math skills they had when they were in their senior year of high school, and were given plenty of paper and pens, and two more hours, they still might not be able to figure out this math problem!
Real-time calculation during flight?
Based on this, should it be adjusted as needed?

Who can do this?
In the classroom, Li Nuanling and the others ignored the teacher and started whispering among themselves.

Outside the window, Wu Yun hesitated for a moment, then took out his tablet and used the stylus to follow the teacher's train of thought, calculating step by step.

after an hour……

Wu Yun finished his calculations.

Teacher Wu's class has ended.

Wu Yun looked at the rooting structure drawn on the tablet and wondered if he had been tricked by this old man who never washed his hair.

In fact, the ice shell windshield he is using now is anchored in the clouds to be stable.

But his roots are much heavier and denser than those drawn on a flat surface.

At this moment, he frowned and tried to adjust the root structure.

Amidst the soft, crackling sounds, the roots of the ice shell that had taken hold within the giant black cloud rapidly shifted...

As the changes continued, Wu Yun's eyes grew brighter and brighter!
He keenly noticed that the roots were becoming lighter and sparser... but the ice shell windshield was becoming more solid and more integrated with the cloud!
"This... truly, scientists never have time to wash their hair..."

"We still need to believe in science!"

(End of this chapter)