An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

At this time, the genius had just dawned, but many people in Chinatown had already woken up, those who set up their stalls, and those who were exercising.

When they saw Kraft running wildly all the way, they all showed surprised expressions.

"Hey! Isn't this the Martin family's doll? You got up so early today?"

The grandpas and grandma who were getting together for morning exercises greeted Kraft one after another.

Kraft stopped in his tracks, greeted them politely, and then replied, "I just suddenly had some inspiration and went to the laboratory to do some experiments."

"I've known for a long time that you kid will have a great future!"

An old grandpa patted Kraft on the shoulder, grinned, showing a gaping tooth, smiled and praised, and then turned his head to brag to his old friends.

"What did I say back then? Kraft looks like a smart kid, you still don't believe it!"

"Bah! Old Zhang, do you want to be ashamed? It was Xiao Li who repaired the radio for you at that time. You didn't want to pay labor fees, so you just said it casually. I don't know what kind of character you are, an old stingy?"

"That's right! Old Zhang, why are you pretending? And I still remember that in the end, you really didn't pay for it if you didn't repair it!"

A group of old men didn't give old man Zhang face, they broke up the stage one after another, old man Zhang naturally refused to give up, left Kraft behind, and began to fight against the Confucian scholars with great momentum.

"Don't worry about those stupid old men," an old woman with a big red fan pulled Kraft to her side, "Son, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, right? Here, these are rice cakes made by grandma, you can use them to pad your stomach .”

"I'm choking on rice cakes, and I still have a bottle of milk here."

Another old lady also came over and handed over a bottle of milk, and several other old ladies also contributed the food they had with them.

"Thank you grandmas."

Kraft was not polite to them either. He took the food, put them all in a bag, and waved goodbye to the old ladies.

"I was still rushing to the laboratory, so I left first."

"What a good boy, if only my grandson was half as good as him."

"Yeah, I heard that what this kid made made a lot of money. Even the TV station went to their school to interview him."

"He is also good-looking, gentle, how do you say that word? Bookish! Yes, just like the great wits in ancient times, no, such a good boy, I can't let him go, I have to find Martin someday Let's talk and see if we can get married."

"You're so beautiful, you old lady! As for your fat granddaughter, I think it's more suitable for that kid from the Liao family. Kraft is going to be my grandson-in-law!"

After the group of old men, the old ladies also quarreled because of Kraft.

And Kraft, who had already left, didn't know that he had several more fiancées for no reason. He had already come to his private workshop with the food in his hand.

But right now, Kraft wasn't in the mood for breakfast, so he casually put the food on the table beside him. He dug out a tape recorder from the pile of materials and began to disassemble it.

Because there was no bow at hand, Kraft directly made the onomatopoeia into a trumpet shape. After finishing it, he turned on the computer on the table, recalled the code written by Dr. A Li in the dream, and wrote it down word for word. Hit it up.

After everything was finished, Kraft imitated Dr. Ali and clicked on a video, recorded a voice line from it, and then put the small speaker in his hand to his mouth.

"Hey, how are you? My name is Kraft Lee... Fuck! This is actually true!"

I heard my own changed voice, which was exactly the same as the sound source in the video, and Kraft was dumbfounded.

"It's not scientific!"

Insert your fingers deep into your hair,

Kraft's mind was in turmoil.

Thinking back now, the foot strength-enhancing shoes seemed abnormal. Just relying on electric current to stimulate the muscles, he could throw a strong man weighing more than a hundred pounds several meters with one hand, and there was no side effect. It's too exaggerated, but Kraft doesn't know much about bioengineering, so he didn't notice this before.

"So, Dr. Ali's world actually has some mysterious attributes?"

After thinking for a long time, Kraft could only guess like this. It is not that he has not dreamed of similar technological worlds blessed by other special powers, but the special powers of those worlds are more obvious, and Dr. A Li's is too hidden. It was so deep that he always thought it was the same ordinary world as here.

"So, in fact, I can also master those mysterious powers?"

Thinking of this, Kraft became excited again. He has been coveting the mysterious products such as Taoism and magic that appeared in the dream for a long time, just because he doesn't know how to cultivate immortals and magic, and he has always just watched them as movies. That's all.

But it's different now. Since Dr. Ali's magical power Kraft can be copied, doesn't that mean that he can also learn the methods of flying into the sky and escaping from the ground in the dream?

Although it's not that Kraft has tried those mysterious methods before and failed, maybe it's just that the timing didn't come before? It was as if his dreams were constantly evolving, maybe he would be able to master these magical powers now.

Kraft couldn't wait to dig out a mechanism bird he had made before, and then recalled the runes and incantations used by the Mohists to activate the mechanism, then picked up the carving knife, carefully carved the runes on it, and then said something in his mouth: "Mo To think, to speak, to teach, to act, to act... Ha!"

Following the movements of the Mohist disciples in the dream, Kraft yelled and pointed his finger at the mechanism bird on the table.

The organ bird was motionless, and there was no sound and light effect like in the dream.

"Why did it fail!"

Kraft tried a few more times unwillingly, but unfortunately, no matter whether it was the mechanism bird he made before or his new mechanism dog, there was no response.

"Damn it! Am I guessing wrong? Or is it that Mohist mechanism techniques are not supported on American soil?"

Kraft, who didn't intend to give up easily, changed his mind and tried magic.

And he also guessed that maybe this method that requires the use of mysterious power to bless is not yet mastered by himself, it has to be like Dr. A Li's invention, which can be directly produced into finished products.

Kraft recalled that in the magic system, the only option that could meet the requirements was the refining of potions. Although there were basically alternative tools in the laboratory, it was best to try as much as possible for such nagging things. The original utensils that fit in the dream, and the materials for refining potions are not available here, so I have to buy it again.

It's useless to worry now, let's fill our stomachs first.

Kraft touched his stomach, which was making a lot of complaints, and finally calmed down. After tossing around for so long, it was almost noon. Not only did he not eat breakfast, he even skipped the morning class.

While Kraft took out the food presented by the old ladies, he called Fatty Liao.

"Hi David, it's me."

Kraft chewed on the rice cakes and mumbled in his mouth.

"I forgot the time when I was doing the experiment. I just remembered that there is still class today, but the experiment is not finished yet, and I won't go there in the afternoon. Please help me ask the teacher for leave."

Even if there is no such thing as Tony Stark before, Kraft doesn't need to care too much about the school rules based on Martin Lee's status as the school director, but he is not the kind of person who doesn't know what to do, so he still calls Confess to Fatty Liao.

After making the phone call, Kraft quickly swept away the food, and then went out non-stop to buy the tools and materials needed to refine the potion.

The tools for brewing potions are not complicated, but many of the ingredients used in most potions are magic creature materials that Kraft has never heard of. It took him a long time to find one. The potion that can gather the ingredients on the earth, Kraft visited the entire Chinatown, and finally went to the crawling pet store to gather all the ingredients.

"Dried toads, lizard tails, ink ghost umbrellas..."

Kraft put the materials one by one into a quaint crucible in order.

Crucibles are an essential part of many chemical experiments, so Kraft does not lack crucibles, but there is still a big difference between the crucibles used in modern science and the crucibles in the medieval magic world. Just in case, Kraft Foote found a similar cauldron anyway, which he found in an antique shop owned by Martin.

According to the pharmaceutical steps in the dream, Kraft imitated the witch muttering while stirring. After spending more than an hour, he finally finished brewing the potion named "Smooth Potion" .

After pouring the liquid medicine into the prepared beaker, Kraft took off the mask on his face and fell into deep thought.

I refined the potion in a flash of my brain, so now the problem comes...

Who should drink this stuff?

Kraft moved his nose to the edge of the beaker and sniffed lightly...

"vomit……"

The smell soaring straight to the sky made him almost spit out all the food he ate at noon.

"Something's wrong! The smooth potion in the dream doesn't taste like this..."

In Kraft's dream, the smooth potion was used by the witch lady for her own skin beautification. After refining it, she couldn't wait to drink it. At that time, Kraft also dipped some of it with her finger out of curiosity. I tasted the remaining liquid medicine. Although the smell was a bit weird, it definitely didn't smell like the rancid one in front of me.

"It looks like it has failed again..."

Kraft spent half a day mentally building up, but he still didn't have the courage to try the weird liquid in front of him, and finally poured it into the waste disposal bucket.

"White fun..."

In addition to potions, Kraft did not give up and tested the magical creations in other dreams, but the results were still not satisfactory. The exhausted and paralyzed Kraft lay on the floor of the laboratory, sighing helplessly.

"So those inventions of Dr. A Li are really pure scientific creations?"

Creations of occult powers cannot be replicated, which means that the power-enhancing shoes and bow-knot mimics contain no occult powers.

"Is it because the physical rules of different worlds are different? Then why can I copy it?"

Although it is a good thing to be able to master this strange power, Kraft is still very curious about the specific reasons for this situation. He really wants to find someone to test whether only he can make this unscientific scientific creation, but so Doing so may reveal his own special features, and Kraft has no intention of spreading these more magical props, so in the end he chose to give up and continue to pursue the matter.