For most people, being watched while eating is not a comfortable thing.

But this is Ye Chuan, an existence that regards food as important as life. Ye Chuan has done a lot of things in his life, but he has never wasted even a little food.

So under the crowd's view, Ye Chuan still used his unique method to clean up all the food that could be eaten calmly and quickly, and even the residue that fell from the cake would not be spared.

"It's really eaten up!"

"My God, are you human??"

"What plane did I do? I just went to the bathroom. I had no food to eat now? Who did it?"

In any case, all the students in Group X remembered the name Ye Chuan at the first time. Everyone admired Ye Chuan's appetite, and many people admired Ye Chuan's pious attitude towards food.

Unlike these rich and proud grandsons, Ye Chuan, who came from a slum, never wasted these two words in his dictionary.

The girl Qingdou touched Ye Chuan's stomach with her little hands, and tilted her head and said, "Even though you have eaten so much, your stomach is still flat. I honestly tell me, are you a camel? Are you hiding those foods in the hump?

Ye Chuan had no choice but to this naughty little girl. Ye Chuan was not a camel, but he was a speed system and had a tree of life. The food had long been converted into energy by Ye Chuan's powerful digestive system and stored.

The speed system is not only difficult to practice, but also consumes energy. Ye Chuan is actually hungry for more than twelve hours a day. As for how much he can eat at one time, even Ye Chuan himself doesn’t know. Anyway, his appetite and digestive system are very strong.

"Teacher Sanchi is here! Go back to the classroom!" A young man in glasses poked his head out at the door and said quickly.

Wow~

The crowd immediately scattered and went to the classroom to sit.

Ye Chuan came out the last time, and from a distance, he saw the old man Sanyi walking around and bowing his head to ponder.

Walking in front of him was the inspiring Hua Feifei. She seemed to have not even changed her clothes and was wearing a brown bag of vests. Her long hair, which was originally very beautiful, was randomly tied with rubber bands, and she looked tired.

When Hua Feifei saw Ye Chuan, she snorted coldly for no reason, with a little anger in her eyes.

When passing by Ye Chuan, Hua Feifei lowered his voice and said to Ye Chuan: "How dare you lie to me? I have been investigating outside the city these two days. Now I know about you and the White Ghost, wait and see!"

After saying that, Hua Feifei waved his fist at Ye Chuan, as if threatening him.

Ye Chuan felt a little nervous. He had been cautious. Even an old friend like Brother Wu was hiding it. How could she find out? What was wrong?

Shaking his head, Ye Chuan walked into the classroom. Everyone had fixed seats. The position in the middle of the first row seemed to be reserved for him. Ye Chuan came to the seat and sat down. The old man Sanniang followed and entered the classroom.

After glanced at the students present, the old man Sanniang smiled and said, "Old rules, if you have something to do, you can leave."

Swish ~

In Ye Chuan's surprised gaze, a class of thirty-six people actually stood up! Hua Feifei also had a little hesitation, stared at Ye Chuan for a few seconds, and sat back to her seat.

In this way, the students pressed their thumbs on the electronic sign-in book of the old man Sanyi. This is an advanced DNA recorder. In the past, when teachers called out, they could get away with it by just asking a classmate to shout, but it is impossible now.

So although there are some guys in Group X who want to skip classes, they still have to sign in properly before they can leave.

Ye Chuan shook his head and said to himself, "What kind of weird group is this? Could it be the sheep class at Tianhe Academy?"

The old man San Chi smiled and glanced at the classmates present. The little girl Qingdou didn't leave. She was bored and touched her braids. Hua Feifei looked absent-minded. There was also a long-legged girl with a very good figure and a pair of plump weapons far beyond her peers. She was leisurely drinking a glass of red wine and looking out the window.

Among the boys, there was also a strong man who was nearly two meters tall, sitting in the last row. It was obvious that he was not staying behind for listening to the class, but was concentrating on fiddling with a short sword in his hand and repeatedly rubbing it.

Sitting on the right side of Ye Chuan was a fat man, lowering his head and writing and drawing on the paper, as if calculating some complex formula.

The old man Sannie said curiously: "Hua Feifei, aren't you going to work today?"

Hua Feifei curled her lips and said, "I won't go anymore. I have something more important today, so I must figure it out."

The old man Sanniang said indifferently: "Okay, let's start today's course now."

Standing up, the old man Sanyi waved his fingers lightly, and a clear three-dimensional imaging projection appeared directly in front of the classroom, with rows of complex alpha codes and energy loss formulas.

"As we all know, the essence of capsules is the energy aggregation effect. Everyone is familiar with the principle of nuclear weapons. It is to convert matter into energy. After atomic reactions and transformations, huge energy is generated, and then the goal of destruction is achieved."

"And capsules are completely opposite to nuclear weapons. Alpha codes are energy. The energy combination is changed through encoding. So, a magical thing happened and the energy turned into matter. This is why, after you press the capsule, the light flashes, and the genetic armor you need appears in front of you."

"You can simply understand alpha codes as atoms, and write alpha codes as changing the sorting and structure of atoms."

At this time, Ye Chuan frowned and raised his hand to ask: "I have a question that I have never understood. Why is the alpha code an energy body? If we only look at the code itself, they are more like some weird symbols."

The old man San Chi smiled and said, "This question is very simple. Whoever stipulates that symbols cannot be energy? You know that nuclear fusion is powerful, but if nuclear matter is decomposed, it is actually a bunch of atoms. What's so great about atoms?"

"So, the power of nuclear weapons does not lie in atoms, but in the fusion reaction after atomic combination. By the same token, the power of alpha codes does not lie in those weird conformities, but how you arrange these conformities. According to the current known theories, as long as these symbols can be fully utilized and arranged well, they can be fusion into everything you want."

"We capsuleists have to do only two things. First, know all the alpha codes, and second, keep re-arranged these codes to generate anything we want. Do you know why there is one of the three fools in my life, and is it a fool?"

This question seems to be entirely asking Ye Chuan alone, and others such as Hua Feifei and Qingdou are all bored.

Ye Chuan shook his head, and the old man San Chi smiled and said, "Because in my opinion, the work of capsules and painters is very similar. If an excellent painter gives him enough paint, he can draw the whole world. If he gives the capsule a powerful enough capsule, the capsule can also use alpha code to write the whole world! These two kinds of work are essentially close."

Ye Chuan thought about it and asked again: "The painter's pigments come from nature and are external forces. The capsuleist uses his own genetic power to write alpha codes. A painter can paint endlessly, but a capsuleist cannot write codes for life, because the genetic power that anyone has is limited and is not fair."

"Unfair?" The old man from Sanchi laughed and said, "I think the capsule is truly unfair to the painter. There is another name for genetic power, called life energy. I'm afraid there is no energy in this world that is more powerful than life energy."

"No matter how good a painter is, he will always be a painting. The characters in the painting will never suddenly jump out and stand by you. The capsules written by the capsuler with his own life energy can change between energy and matter at will and become a reality. This is something that a painter can never do in his life."

Ye Chuan's first class was quite casual, just like a class between him and the old man San Chi. The rest of the people didn't interrupt at all. Ye Chuan was interested in or didn't understand where he was interested in or didn't understand where he was.

Just throw away books and other things. Neither Sanchi nor Ye Chuan are the main subjects of reading the text. One lectures are filled with clouds and mountains, sometimes they go east and sometimes they go west, and the other is not honest in listening to the class. Whenever he thinks of any questions, Ye Chuan will ask them casually.

One old and one young, one singing and one harmonious, it means to say whatever you want. At the beginning, it was about the principle of capsules, but in the blink of an eye, the power was lost. After a while, I began to talk about the three major architectures of genetic armor.

The topic kept jumping around. The girl who drank red wine in the classroom and Xiao Qingdou could listen to it at the beginning, but in the end they could not stand the jumping thinking of the old and the young, and ran to work on their own affairs.

There is no way, Sanchi and Ye Chuan's thinking jumped, and their thinking speed was still fast.
Chapter completed!