Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

Unless you've seen it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that you can see such an expressive expression on a dwarf's face in just a few seconds.

First there was panic;

The next moment was anger, and Renne could already see Barend clenching his teeth.

Angry?

certainly!

Even with just a glance, Renn could already clearly see how detailed the small model was. It was a model based on the body structure of a dwarf. Not only did it have a skeletal system formed by melting and bending small iron branches, but even the armor plates covering the muscles of the hands and feet had extremely fine etching patterns.

This level of sophistication is completely comparable to the MG (perfect) version of Gunpla before Ren's time travel.

Come on, there are no model factories in this world. At first glance, you can tell that Barend built the model himself, hand by hand.

To exaggerate, this is no longer a model, but the dream of an underage dwarf condensed from decades of youth.

Seeing the model being broken at the waist as soon as it was brought out, Renn's first reaction was to grimace and grimace.

However, what really made Renn heartbroken was Barend's third reaction - sadness. When he wanted to express his anger, he caught a glimpse of humans around him.

right! Humanity! The Cervantes don't necessarily get along so well with the dwarves.

This is not the Kharak Empire where humans and dwarves can coexist harmoniously. In La Mancho, he was just a foreigner from a foreign land.

At that moment, his clenched fist, which was larger than a human's, was released.

Barend lowered his head.

I don't know why, seeing this scene, some memories that made Ren's blood pressure rise came to mind...

He turned around and saw a young brown-haired man wearing a high-collar nobleman's attire striding forward. Behind him, there was a male servant and two warrior guards who looked very powerful.

Even though the aristocratic man looked as if he had been drained by wine and sex, he still showed off his skills and put on his right hand. His valet came forward and handed him a water-soaked silk scarf to wipe his hands. The next moment, after wiping his hands, he threw away this silk scarf that could feed an ordinary family for three days with great disgust... lost... lost...

His cold, vulture-like eyes were fixed on the boy who knocked over the table in front of Ren: "You son of a bitch, if you dare to say what you just said again, I will tear your mouth apart."

Only then did Ren see that the boy who had just bumped into him was also well-dressed. Although he did not have any family crest, the clothes he wore were at least the son of a wealthy businessman.

The young man raised his head stubbornly: "You are lying! How could Mr. Tesla come up with such a [test question]? The real question you are selling is not even [physics]!"

Ren's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he sneered in his heart: Huh? And this thing? I'm not sleepy anymore!

Before the boy could finish speaking, the noble's manservant suddenly took a step forward and slapped the boy hard again.

"Snapped!"

Now, there are five fiery red guides on the left and right sides of the boy's face.

The slap was so severe that the right side of the boy's face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The gang went too far and the store owner seemed to want to come over and try to make peace.

At this moment, the footman suddenly said loudly: "Do you know who my lord is? He is Lord Vito, who is about to inherit the title of Earl of Ponzi in the Principality of Marino!"

Such self-explosion of identity immediately made all those who wanted to persuade him not to dare to act rashly.

hiss!

The legitimate son of an earl can basically be regarded as equal to an earl.

Don't talk about this matter to ordinary people, even if Count Ramancho comes, he can only stare.

But why does such a noble young man come here to sell [real questions]?

Here, upon hearing the identity of the other party, the light in Barend's eyes dimmed a bit.

The young man was obviously frightened by the identity of the other party. He was completely confused and half-knelt in front of Ren, twisting his neck and looking at the noble young master.

There was only cold cruelty in the other party's eyes.

The young man's mouth squirmed for a long time, but he still managed to say: "You shouldn't sell the magic books of the old era as Mr. Tesla's [real questions], and still sell them so expensively..."

Young Master Vito was obviously angry. He choked back on the spot: "How expensive is 79 gold coins? Magic books have been at this price for hundreds of years. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open. It is difficult to practice magic in the age of the end of the law... How expensive is this?" Really? It's just that you are poor and don't have the money to learn magic."

As if he was afraid that the young man would expose him further, Master Vito winked. One of the warrior guards behind him stepped forward, lifted up the wealthy businessman young man with one hand, let him howl like a slaughtered pig, and dragged him downstairs step by step. , he was about to be dragged out to the alley behind.

"Huh!" Vito snorted coldly, shook his head, pushed the bangs on his forehead to the other side, raised his chin, and planned to lead people away.

With his arrogance, the shopkeepers didn't even dare to come forward and ask him for compensation. The other guests were also silent.

At this moment, a leg suddenly stretched out and blocked Young Master Vito in an extremely arrogant manner.

"You..." The manservant was about to get angry, but unexpectedly found that his master was stunned for a moment, and the manservant also immediately shrank.

Vito had already given his family name, but someone still dared to stop him.

The other party is either an idiot or is confident.

Vito looked at the blond young man in front of him unexpectedly, and found that not only did he look sunny, but he was also dressed in a noble manner. For a moment, he was a little unsure.

Ren seemed to be leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with one hand on the window sill and the other pointing at the dwarf: "Hey! Mr. Ponzi, I don't care what you did to that kid, but your men just beat him up." , smashed my friend’s model. You have to pay for it!”

When Barend heard that, in fact, a lifelong friend was willing to stand up for him, he was very happy, but that was a big shot who was about to become an earl!

Barend quickly waved his hand and shook his head: "No need. In fact, my model is not a valuable thing."

Seeing that the young dwarf had said this, he was not sure what the origin of this golden man was, but Vito felt a little bit like a donkey: "Hey! Toys are just for playing with, so what if they are ruined? How much is it worth? Falk, reward him with 1 silver coin."

At this moment, the string called "patience" in Ren's mind instantly tightened to its limit. He clearly felt that not only him, but also Barend was extremely angry. But at this moment, Barend's big hand touched Ren's arm, and he shook his head: "It's okay, buddy, forget it."

Forget it, of course you have to calculate it, I will calculate it clearly for you tonight.

Now, Ren's patience is only concerned about the Marino Principality. Renn had a good impression of the Grand Duchess who still had the courage to lead 100,000 citizens to fight against the undead army in desperate situations. By punishing this guy publicly, he was slapping Sophia in the face in front of the whole world.

Renn still took back his foot.

Vito suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He didn't dare to go any further, so he raised his head in disdain and led another warrior guard down.

But he didn't know what his manservant had done.

"Here! This is your money." This bastard who was used to helping others do evil took out a money bag, which contained not one silver coin, but a full bag of copper coins.

However, just when Barend held back his anger and stretched out his short hand...

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

Under the teasing gaze of the male servant, the 100 copper coins were scattered on the floor of the tavern, making a series of crisp noises.

Until this moment, the string called "patience" in someone's heart finally broke.

"Bang!"

An object that was supposed to be human-shaped became inhumanly distorted, first crashing through the window sill on the second floor, and then like a bag of garbage, it airborne to the ground in front of Young Master Vito.

The eldest young master was horrified to see the blond young man slowly landing in front of him at an abnormally slow speed.

"Hey! Today, I will let you feel the anger of Jiao Lao."