Pirate Ninja Arrival

Hawking felt very puzzled when he saw that Mo Yan kept staring at his notepad, his expression sometimes ferocious and sometimes frightened.

What's going on here

Could it be that I am angry because I secretly recorded his data?

not so much

Hawking tentatively handed over the notepad in his hand and bravely warned: "Boss, if you want to see it, I'll show it to you. Be careful not to damage it. It's very precious."

Hawking's action of handing over the notepad made Mo Yan take a step back in fright.

Is this guy going to show off his cards?

So what should I do if I accept him? I have to refuse.

But whether this will hurt his heart is none of my business.

How could Hawking have such a strange hobby? I thought it would be scary to have one in the dormitory, but I didn’t expect that there would be Wan Xuanyou as well.

There were so many thoughts swirling in his mind that Mo Yan instinctively refused to take Hawking's notepad and shook his head.

Hawking was very confused by Mo Yan's performance and stiffly retracted the hand holding the notepad. What happened to the boss today? He was infected by the sniper monument.

When Hawking was confused, Mo Yan thought of something and snatched the notepad from Hawking's hand.

Everything just now was just his guess, what if it was wrong?

Although it is possible to face a showdown, it is better to end this kind of god-like thought as soon as possible, otherwise you will be "missed" by another person of the same sex for two hours every night from now on.

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps, okay?

I gritted my teeth and opened the notepad. There were no "human body comics", no portraits of myself, and no so-called rotten comics.

Some are just neat handwriting, neat layout, a large number of calculation formulas, and clear summary annotations.

Browse through the formulas that are like a bible and read the ones you can understand.

Not seeing the ugly picture he expected, Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then became interested in these data. He quickly flipped through the notepad, which recorded the data of Hawking's growth on him every day.

Among them, Hawking broke through 12 times in one day. The last words were also deeply remembered. Hawking made himself vomit blood. The 11th time recorded on the notepad increased by "36", but the 12th time was "04".

In this regard, Hawking's evaluation is: when the number of times the body has exceeded the limit reaches a certain limit of the body, the body will not only stop breaking the limit, but will be overwhelmed and collapse, leading to physical regression;

Mo Yan nodded thoughtfully, gaining a new perspective on this phenomenon.

Hawking did not know the existence of cells, so his description was somewhat lacking.

It should be that although the cells absorbed energy to restore physical strength, they experienced multiple consumption, breakthroughs, and replenishments in a short period of time. The cells themselves were not strong enough to withstand more times, leading to cell collapse.

To put it simply, the cells cannot be manipulated and become disabled.

This data is very interesting.

Keep turning.

The next month, after Mo Yan's private tutoring class started, Ankit and Dongmu's data were also recorded.

Through a large amount of data comparison, it really gave Mo Yan a lot of triggers.

Also.

Hawking also analyzed Mo Yan's training system and made some time adjustments from the data level, which should be able to achieve a more ideal training effect.

These adjustments were scattered. From Mo Yan's perspective, some were very good adjustments and some were slightly deviated.

But overall, this is a great record, so detailed that many data that Mo Yan himself didn't pay attention to are all registered in the book.

After reading all the data carefully, Mo Yan raised his head and stared at the embarrassed Hawking in surprise.

This guy’s computing power cannot be underestimated in terms of data analysis.

To be able to make such a great report without the corresponding knowledge, you can imagine how many thousands of miscalculations Hawking went through before he came up with the only answer, even though it was not necessarily correct.

Mo Yan couldn't help but ask: "You have so many questions in your notebook, why don't you raise them?"

Hawking pursed his lips tightly and replied in a low voice: "I just wrote it by myself."

"That's it." Mo Yan smiled and tapped Hawking's head with his notebook, and encouraged: "It's very good. These data are of great help to me. If you had told me earlier, if I persisted every day in the past five months, To the real limit, it should be much stronger now.”

"Ah, ah" Hawking showed a look of astonishment at first, surprise flashed across his eyes, then turned into apology, and said uneasily: "Huh, I'm sorry, boss, I didn't expect this to be useful, so"

Mo Yan threw the notepad into Huo Jin's arms angrily and rubbed his hair vigorously.

Why is this little guy so cowardly? He has been with me for five months.

"You, come to me if you have any questions in the future. Even if you ask the wrong question, I won't hit you. Besides, you are now sixth in Class 12, okay?"

"Ah, yes, I understand." Hawking's body was still tense.

Mo Yan helplessly looked at Hawking with his eyebrows lowered, and then glanced at the door thoughtfully, and asked casually: "Since you are so good at calculations, then you can help me analyze how I can earn more Baileys." ah."

Mo Yan talked about his efforts to expand the user base, but the outsiders were unwilling to pay high prices and other issues.

Hawking was deep in thought, his brain frantically sifting through erroneous conditions.

He is using exhaustive methods to eliminate as many wrong options as possible.

However, this process obviously requires a lot of energy. Before Hawking could think about it for a few minutes, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

Mo Yan kept staring, his eyes were quick to hold him up, and he saw that Hawking looked weak and had a strange look on his face.

Makes me feel like a child laborer

"Boss, boss, I'm fine. It's just that a lot of calculations consume a lot of energy." Hawking said weakly.

"Well, there's no rush. I've been thinking about it for three months. All I can think of is slowly promoting the brand." Mo Yan consoled him.

Hawking opened his mouth when he heard this, but he was very torn about what to say.

Mo Yan blinked and asked, "Didn't I just tell you that if you have something to say, I won't hit you if I say something wrong."

Hawking was encouraged and bravely said: "I just eliminated it, and the final answer I got is"