Zheng Gan's appearance really scared Xiao Bingchi.

"When did you come?" Xiao Bianchi was a little confused.

His hearing aids have a dangerous alarm function. When someone outside of the cognition appears around him, Xiao Pengchi can detect it as soon as possible and generate a prompt in the false eye sight of his right eye.

These are all top military science, which Xiao Bingchi has not had time to display.

However, Zheng Gan's appearance completely escaped the detection of these high-precision instruments.

Trusted science seems to have failed in Zheng Gan.

Zheng smiled and said, "Why, high technology is useless?"

"How did you do it?" Xiao Bianchi looked puzzled.

For a scientist, not understanding is the best medicine to inspire fighting spirit.

The loss in his eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye, replaced by extreme fanaticism and curiosity to understand this incomprehensible phenomenon.

Of course, he couldn't understand what the concept skill is.

In fact, humans don't even know what conceptual skills are.

In addition to space transfer, all wishes and space bridges can also achieve subspace movement.

Although Xiao Bingchi's alarm can detect space transfer, it is only a scientific product based on knowledge of space that is only a scientific product.

For more advanced wishes and space bridges, the alarm is naturally undetectable.

Zheng Gan sat next to the fountain and patted him: "Sit down, let's have a good chat."

Xiao Bingchi was a little alert, but finally sat down.

Zheng Gan handed him the iced soda.

"Why is my sirens invalid for you?" Xiao Bianchi asked impatiently.

Zheng Gan opened the soda, took a sip, and smiled and said, "It's just magic."

"impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?"

"I have understood the principle of space transfer. My sirens will calculate the spatial coordinates around me anytime and anywhere. Once the space transfer exit is set by me, I will realize that you are..."

"Are you admitting that science is not as good as magic?" Zheng Gan turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

Just one sentence choked Xiao Bingchi in place.

He lowered his head, looked at the soda in his hand, and after a long time he spoke, "I have learned magic before, but I am not talented.

Magic, even if you know the principles and techniques, people with poor talent still cannot use it well.

I think magic is not as good as science because it has extremely high cost of using it.

As long as there is knowledge, anyone can do it. Therefore, science is the way out for mankind. Magic can only help a few geniuses."

Zheng Gan's upper and lower eyelids slightly closer: "I heard you say that, you seem to have a prejudice against magic."

Xiao Bianchi's face changed slightly, as if he had remembered some bad things.

He raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

After a long time, he spoke: "I used to have a child with congenital deformity. In order to prove that he was no worse than others, he applied for the magic exam, but the result...

Alas, let’s not mention it, I’m not a pretentious person.”

That's it, but sometimes I can't control myself by recalling something like this.

...

"Hahaha, big-headed freak~"

"The head is bigger than the toilet, go and die!"

"Freak! Freak!"

In the Magic Enlightenment Academy, a child with deformed limbs and a head as big as a gourd was pushed down from a wheelchair by seven or eight children.

These healthy kids punched and kicked him, their beloved notes were thrown into sewage, and the wheelchairs they depended on were dismantled into rotten iron.

And all this is just for happiness for children with healthy limbs.

...

Soon he retreated from his memories, Xiao Binchi had a smile on his face, but the bitterness oozed out of every pore of his body.

He has no hatred, he has only a kind of helplessness.

"Science is the primary productive force. No matter whether it is race or talent, whether it is healthy or sick, it can have strength. Everyone can have strength and no longer need to bow down to the strong.

This is my ideal.”

Xiao Bingchi tried to turn on the soda, but the metal fingers of the robotic arm were not as soft as ordinary fingers, and the polished fingertips could not hook the pulling ring.

Finally, Zheng Gan reached out to help him turn on the soda.

Zheng Gan turned around, held the soda in his hand, and smiled: "I think science is the crystallization of human wisdom, but so is magic. Both are essentially just technology, and there is no distinction between good and bad."

"But magic cannot bring justice. People without talent can only become the level of talented people after all.

My deformity has caused me to be discriminated against since I was a child. You are strong, so you don’t understand how important fairness and dignity are to the weak.”

"But your fairness is also hurting others, right?" Zheng Gan faced him faced him again.

This time, Zheng Gan's eyes were extremely sharp, making Xiao Bingchi unable to escape.

"Are you trying to deny the ivory towers also hurting the children they are raising?"

Xiao Bingchi lowered his head.

Zheng Gan continued: "What you want is not fair. What you want is actually to be recognized by others, right?"

Xiao Pengchi doesn't say anything.

But Zheng Gan's words undoubtedly expressed his inner thoughts.

His persistence in science and his hostility to magic are the best portrayal of his heart.

Maybe he himself didn't realize that his hostility to magic had even affected the magician.

After a long time, Xiao Bingchi said, "I'm sorry, I'm ruining you in front of Situ Zhou. I don't really want to add to the point of being a bad person, it's just..."

"I know, I don't blame you, I just have an annual salary, and that little money is not in my eyes."

"Yes?" Xiao Bianchi's face relaxed a little.

Zheng smiled dryly and looked up at the sky with him.

Zheng Gan said: "Fortunately, you didn't take the evil path, you just took a slightly deviant path.

To be honest, I like you very much. If there is no need, I really don’t want to deal with you. Fortunately.

But today, you should have learned a lesson, right?"

Xiao Bingchi took a deep breath and nodded.

Zheng smiled dryly and said, "Don't try to compare who is better or worse."

You said you are very scientific? Come here, are your alarms noticed? Can't you?

But you say magic is powerful? If we magicians want to do this, we have to waste our energy."

As he said that, Zheng Gan shook the empty can in his hand.

Xiao Bingchi said: "What's the use of this kind of science that can only be used in daily life? What I pursue is science that can bring power. These things are just by-products of my research.

For example, the iced soda in your hand is a by-product of air pump research and chemical dyes, canned food is just a by-product of metal research, and the iced vending machine is a by-product of the cannon cooling system.

This kind of thing is nothing extraordinary.”

"Is that true? I think these daily inventions are much greater than your Titan cannons."

"well?"

Faced with Xiao Bingchi's confusion, Zheng Gan smiled and said, "You want to apply science to combat, so that everyone can have the power to fight, let soldiers exert greater strength, and reduce unnecessary casualties, right?"

Xiao Bingchi nodded.

Zheng Gan said again: "Then I ask you, why is the battle for?"

"well?"

"What the hell are people fighting for?"

Xiao Bianchi shook his head blankly.

He really didn't think about this problem.

Zheng laughed dryly and said, "Because there are many unfair things in this world, yes, it is the biggest obstacle to your ideal: injustice.

People fight because people want to have enough food.

People fight because some contradictions must be resolved through combat.
To be continued...