Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Wang Luo was sitting in a luxury steam car at this time, facing the president of Towa University Fukuyama Abe, the president was very respectful when facing Wang Luo, wishing to kneel on the ground, his tone was full of flattery .

"I heard that your school is cooperating with the Dongwa Museum, and they are exhibiting a batch of ancient cultural relics recently?" Wang Luo asked casually.

"Yes, if Mr. Lancelot is interested, I will arrange for you to visit immediately. I believe it is an honor for the Towa Museum." Abe Fukuyama said respectfully with his head down.

The people of Eastern Japan have a characteristic, just like the most ferocious wolves in the forest, they will only obey the real strong, and never hide their ambition and cruelty towards the weak.

Wang Luo, as the successor of the extraordinary blood of the Ingrey Empire, is also a mathematician at the Science Center, so he has to let Fukuyama Abe take care of him carefully, but the identity of the Military Intelligence Investigation Office is not that important in his eyes.

"Then I'm sorry. I heard that the beautiful high school and junior high school students in Towa are very poor, and they usually ask for help from older men. Is it true?"

Wang Luo looked at the street outside the window, and happened to pass by the gate of a high school. Young beautiful girls in miniskirts and sailor suits were coming out together, and some of them got into the car directly. The conservative ethos of Card Federation is completely different.

Faced with this situation, Fukuyama Abe was not ashamed, but felt honored, licked his lips, and said solemnly: "There are indeed many girls who have to accept assistance from others because of family reasons. Caring people, I thank you instead of those girls."

"Yes, you are a very interesting person. I think you are qualified to be the president of Linhai University." Wang Luo patted Fukuyama Abe on the shoulder, making this middle-aged man in his 50s shorter by half. .

That night, the welcome party was originally planned, but Wang Luo turned it into an academic exchange. After all, the news of his coming here had already made the headlines, and even if he pretended to be, he had to show some dry stuff.

Recently, there are many voices criticizing Wang Luo in the World Science Center. The main reason is that because he works in the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, he will not be able to achieve any academic achievements in the future. Now Wang Luo will use the facts to slap these people in the face.

"The application of this mathematics is of a highly self-interacting nature, and the derivation of the equations of motion with semi-linearity from the formula is said, mainly because nonlinearity is impossible without derivatives and also exists simultaneously.

The theory has small nonlinearities, and the coupling of the massless quark-scalar field theory is governed by perturbation theory. "

Wang Luo talked eloquently on the stage, not caring whether the people below could understand or not.

Many mathematics professors below are frantically recording on paper with pens. You must know that what Wang Luo is talking about now is the world's cutting-edge mathematics research. Before the mathematics journals have published it, they have obtained first-hand information.

Then there will be enough time for research, and then follow the trend to write two papers, and there will be a great possibility of passing the review of the Science Center.

The guests from the non-mathematics department fell into confusion, but it did not prevent them from casting respectful glances at Wang Luo. As a secretary, An Ran felt honored and quite proud among this group of people.

Next, An Ran's mood was not so good, she watched helplessly that after the speech, Wang Luo was surrounded by several pure and beautiful little beauties from Eastern Japan, and then went straight back to rest.

"Damn bastard!" An Ran's face was gloomy, the respect that had just been born in her heart disappeared, and instead there was an indescribable disgust.

The next morning, Wang Luo got up from the pile of arms and legs, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance. He lightly shook the bell beside the pillow, and soon several strong maids came in, one after another. The beautiful girls who were helped were wrapped in quilts and taken away.

He looked at the time and it was just seven o'clock, so he dressed and went out after washing up. Zhu Hong at the door obviously hadn't slept all night, so he guarded the door himself, causing his eyes to turn blue.

He listened to the foot of the wall all night, and thought that Wang Luo would lie down for a day, but now seeing Wang Luo's radiant state, Zhu Hong was both helpless and envious. He took a deep breath and said, "Sir, according to the regulations today is Go to meet with councilors from Aoki Province and professors from various schools, and mainly discuss the application of mathematics."

"Why do you do the work of the secretary, An Ran?" Wang Luo asked a little strangely.

Zhu Hong had a strange expression on his face. After pondering for a while, he lowered his voice and said, "Miss An Ran entered your room with a telegram last night. I don't think I saw her come out."

"She went in last night? Why didn't I feel it? It's strange."

Wang Luo shook his head, thinking of the chaotic situation last night, recalled it carefully, but still couldn't remember which one was An Ran, and tried to find a way to verify it after the business was done.

Wang Luo looked at his watch and said, "The Dongwo Museum opens at eight o'clock, and we are going to be the first guests. I am very interested in antiques from the old era, so I will push back all the journey."

"Yes!" There was a hint of doubt in the depths of Zhu Hong's eyes, but he didn't stop him, perhaps because he wanted to see what Wang Luo was up to.

Zhu Hong is indeed Tie Guosheng's confidant, and his purpose of coming here with Wang Luo is also very simple, that is to make Wang Luo completely unable to go back.

Although Zhu Hong owes Tie Guosheng favors, it doesn't mean that he wants to include himself, so he has been looking for opportunities since he came to Dongwa. When the Beichuan group appeared, he had vaguely plan.

Wang Luo didn't care about Zhu Hong at all, or Zhu Hong's every move did not escape his eyes, even though he came alone, in fact many things were already planned.

The sky in Edo City was covered with dark clouds, and the thick clouds pressed down like a black pot lid, as if making the whole world dark.

Perhaps because of the weather, there were not many people on the street, so it seemed a little empty.

Wang Luo sat in the back seat of the steam car, eyes slightly closed, and pressed his hands on his lower abdomen to draw a clockwise circle. His chest rose and fell in line with his breathing, which had a special charm.

"Are you feeling well, sir?" Zhu Hong, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, suddenly turned his head and asked, with suspicion and vigilance in his narrowed eyes.

Wang Luo opened his eyes, and said lightly: "The abdomen is where the blood and qi meet. Now that there is no way to use the secret martial arts, I'm thinking of another method."