Last generation, Zeno, an ancient Greek mathematician, put forward such a paradox:
Agtius, the god of war, was 100 meters away from a tortoise, and his speed was 100 times that of a tortoise. At the same time, if Agtius advances a hundred meters, the tortoise advances a meter. In other words, the tortoise is still one meter ahead of him.
Then when Agtius advances one meter further, the tortoise is still one centimeter ahead of him. When Agtius advances one centimeter, the tortoise will advance one hundredth of a centimeter, and so on.
This means that the great god of war can't catch up with a tortoise, even if he runs hard, even if the distance between him and the other side is infinitely close to zero!
This is obviously a paradox. See, under the gun of Tuskex, the guy who ran hard was caught by bullets in the next second.
Tianyuan is three thousand one.
East Country
"Tusks, hunger is near its limit."
In the grass, a girl with short hair, holding a sniper gun, said to herself that she had been lying here for two days, and there were still several hours before the target arrived. Since the day of departure, she had not eaten or even drunk a drop of water for nearly three days.
The girl's empty eyes and cool expression hardly showed a bit of life. Her lips were dry and cracked. The hand holding the trigger moved away for the first time, grabbed a handful of dirt under her body and put it into her mouth.
I swallowed it without chewing it. It's really not worth tasting.
If it was in the former army dormitory, the girl's bed was stuffed with a large box of instant noodles, which she bought with her army pay, her favorite.
Now, she swallows two handfuls of dirt with weeds. This is her lunch.
"Tasx, we have fished and come for dinner. Those people will not arrive until early tomorrow morning, will they?" The voice of her teammates came from the other side of Lanka. It seems that she has gone to fish and cook. Contrary to Tasx, who is always nervous, the leisurely atmosphere seems to be a picnic.
"No, you are lazy on the way to perform the task, and Tusks will report it to the master of Yueying Family truthfully."
"Don't... Don't do it, we are wrong, Tusks, don't do it, we will clean up right away..."
Tasx Libor, formerly the Libor people in the east country, is the Yueying people who are currently serving in one of the three families in the west country. People whose individual temple strength is between half and five levels are called White Armored Emissaries. Almost no one can shoulder Tasx. Taschus, the fourth level white armor envoy, but her melee fighting ability and sniping ability are far more than a dozen or even twenty level dragon guards. Even the master of the Yueying Family appreciated this very much, so when Tuskes proposed to report to the master of the Yueying Family, those men softened.
The imperial envoys are the vast majority of people who are above level five but below level eighty-five.
There are very few temple envoys whose strength is above 85. Of course, there are very few real temple envoys, at least Tashkers never thought about it.
After nearly two thousand years of modern war, the whole earth finally merged into two empires, the East Kingdom controlled the country by the royal family, the West Kingdom ruled by the church, and the ghost, moon shadow, and oracle of the three families jointly supported the country.
The target of Taschus's assassination was an official who violated the interests of the Moon Shadow, and a dragon envoy of about 20 levels.
"Tusks, find enemy units."
At night, the snoring of teammates came from the other side of the walkie talkie, but only Tashkers did not slack off, and only she felt the slight vibration of the ground. It was the team.
"Tasx, ready to shoot." In the camera, a middle-aged man appeared. His dark clothes made him stand out in the army. Tasx's eyes narrowed slightly and pulled the trigger.
The muzzle of the silencing gun bursts into the air, and the bullet bursts into the man's impression. This gun has an angle and an explosion, which can destroy the whole brain.
Without looking at it at all, Tuskeith immediately turned around, didn't even take the gun, and ran back quickly. According to the truth, the man could not survive. As for his teammates, when they woke up at dawn, they would tell them that they had completed the task. They would know to hide themselves when they slept.
But
As Tasx was running, a bullet hit her right leg precisely in the middle of the calf belly. She stumbled and rolled forward for several meters. At this time, a sound came near.
"Hmm? It's really shameless. I sent a white armor to assassinate me? How can I say I'm also a level 43 dragon envoy?"
Level 43
When she heard this sentence, Tusks felt that her heart had been patted by someone, but she did not show anything. She stood up and stared at him blankly on one knee.
"Why? Don't you feel a little enlightened? I can make your head disappear even if I move my fingers."
He's right. He doesn't even need to move his fingers.
But if she was afraid, she would not be Tasx Libor.
Kneeling on one knee, she stared at the enemy, but Tasx put her hand quietly beside her shoes
Suddenly, her back legs started to work. She rushed to the enemy like an arrow leaving the string, and she had already got a dagger in her hand.
"Boredom."
The man just stomped his feet slightly, and Taschus suddenly suspended in the air. The 43 level Dragon Envoy could control gravity, and a four level white armor was like a joke in front of him.
"Tusks, the mission failed."
When she bit off the bomb hidden in the root of her tooth, Tasx did not hesitate at all. Even at the moment when the root of her tooth muscles tightened, she felt a little relieved.
Suddenly, someone seemed to hit the back of the brain hard, and the bomb flew out of her mouth, and Tasx lost consciousness.
…………
"Hiss --"
The girl woke up in pain, only to find herself lying in a bed, surrounded by an airtight wall and only a window overhead. She was captured! It's daytime outside, but I don't know which day it is.
He propped himself up and looked around. Tuskes hammered his leg. He was careless this time. He was about to get out of bed, but he threw himself directly on the cold steel floor. "Tasx... can't walk..." Looking back hard, Tasx found that her left and right legs were wrapped in gauze, and she could not feel the existence of her legs except the pain of muscles and ankles, but her legs were really there.
Tasx's silver teeth clenched. Although her eyes did not change, it was obvious that she was now a captive, and her legs were also disabled. She would never be able to walk in the future, no, maybe not at all.
Taschus knelt on the ground and looked emptily at the sky overhead. She seemed to be thinking about something, but it was hard to guess. A curtain of light appeared in front of her. Oh, was it a god? No, I think a little too much. This is the execution notice issued to her, which is also within her expectation.
However, when she saw that the execution method was "fire building", the girl's mouth twitched slightly.
Twelve years ago.
"Brother, this girl... Please! Please!"
A tall man rushed out of the escort team with a sleeping baby girl in his arms. He was wearing handcuffs and foot chains of nearly one hundred kilograms. When he passed a man in a cloak, he blocked others' vision with his body, pushed the girl into his arms, whispered something, and saw the man in the cloak nodded slightly.
But the next moment, the cloaked man stretched out a foot and tripped him. He stumbled and fell to the ground. The guards behind him caught up with him and held him down. The man struggled hard for several times. Two guards with long rifles thrust both rifles into his shoulder blades and subdued him.
At the moment when he was subdued, he looked in the direction of the cloaked man. He had already carried the young child with his back to go far away.
"Thank you... Thank you..." The man's face was full of joy.
There is no cloud in the sky.
This man is the third uncle of Tuskeith. Seventeen hundred years ago, the Libor family had a conflict with the current royal family. Twelve years ago, when Marshall the Great ascended the throne, the first thing was to eradicate the dissident. The Libor family, which had already gone downhill, became his first target. In order to enhance his supreme prestige, he adopted, Even now, they are the most cruel methods.
Fire building Libor family!
"Fire building" is the most direct and effective way to make white armor, dragon armor and even temple costumes. The common way is to throw holy stones into the forge, that is, stones with more temple power, and then throw ordinary weapons into it to make powerful holy weapons.
However, there are not many natural holy stones, and the number is quite limited. Among them, many condensed temple forces are also impure, and the strength is very low. Therefore, it is unknown who proposed and practiced:
Forge it with living people!
Compared with hanging and burning in the open air, this kind of punishment is dignified, but it is also totally devoid of conscience, and was once resisted. But later, people found that it really had a miraculous effect, so they became out of control. As time passed, it became a very common way of execution that people would even be happy to see, which itself was very unreasonable. But it was this unreasonable practice that built the Libor family and its affiliated 1174 people.
It is said that three hundred forging furnaces were used at the same time, which only took one night
Today, there is only one person left in the Libor family, namely Tuskeith. The man who took her cloak was the man from the Moon Shadow Gate. She has never had a day that a "girl" should have had. She was trained not so much as a soldier, but rather as a cold-blooded machine.
Now, the mission failed and was captured. She knows that according to the practice of this country, she will follow the same path as her relatives 12 years ago.
The legend of Libor will come to an end forever. The girl's mouth twitched a few times, but she spoke calmly again.
The tone seemed to be relaxed.
"Tusks is about to die, Libor, glory."
