The Motherland is Coming, but fortunately I Am Doomsday Superman

Yi Meng responded firmly that he was not trying to appease Little Loli with empty words, but was telling the facts that could happen in the current world.

Iron Man Tony Stark once returned to the past through the quantum field and saw his long-dead father!

"Then I have to grow up quickly..." Little Morgan whispered to himself with anticipation.

"Also, even if someone like your father dies, there are too many things left in this world."

Yi Meng continued: "Tomorrow, I'll take you out to see, and you'll know."

"Ah, go outside the cabin?"

Little Morgan has slowly closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice, "Mom...forbid me to go outside...dangerous..."

Yi Meng replied, "Don't worry, it's not like I'm still here."

Jr. Morgan did not respond.

She was already asleep, with a smile of anticipation and longing on her tired little face, with an even exhalation.

Yi Meng also wanted to fall asleep.

But the problem is that he is dreaming now, and artificial intelligence does not need to sleep.

"I don't know how long I will stay in this dream."

Yi Meng pondered to himself, the time in the dream is meaningless, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days, or even a week or two.

However, the actions of his own existence are not completely free.

Although he can 'walk' anywhere in the current log cabin room, there is a subtle shackle that prevents him from going anywhere else.

This feeling of 'restricted', perhaps the artificial intelligence does not think there is any problem, but it makes Yi Meng, who is a human consciousness, unhappy from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's learn more about the current state of the dream world."

In any case, Yi Meng must confirm whether his bold idea just now is feasible.

Is the Marvel world in this dream a real and complete structure?

This is actually not difficult to confirm.

Although Yi Meng couldn't leave the current room, she could still do it using a search engine.

Just confirm whether other countries and cities exist outside the dream cabin room.And, whether there is a lot of knowledge and information on the Internet that he has never personally understood, he can basically make a preliminary judgment.

Thinking of this, Yi Meng couldn't help but extend her consciousness to the laptop on the wooden table in the room.

Go online!

……

"This classmate, classmate Yi Meng!"

A scolding voice rang out in the classroom.

A silver-haired boy around his age, fluttering too thick eyelashes, yawning and waking up from a dream, his bangs were too long to cover his eyebrows.

It was a hot summer day, but he was wearing a pair of frosted gloves on his hands.

There was still a line of water on the corner of the boy's mouth, and the school uniform he was wearing was a bit messy, but his handsome features were well-defined, like a rare silver hair with a natural glossy texture. The breath of sunshine and grass is clean, and it is difficult for other people to disgust him in this era of generally looking at faces.

Yi Meng opened her sullen eyes, trembled her arms that were a little numb, and was still in the daze when she first woke up when she heard the man beside her asking, "What did you dream about?"

"The Iron Man family." Yi Meng replied subconsciously.

"Iron Man, what is that?"

"Marvel, Iron Man, have you seen the movie... ah?"

Yi Meng murmured her words and gradually realized that something was wrong.

He was sitting on a single-back chair, and in front of him was a small white square desk with a stack of thick books and scrolls on top.

An open physics book was pressed by his hands and the profile of his face, and the paper was still wet.

Yimeng raised her eyes in hindsight.

What came into view was a classroom with a capacity of 50 people. Most of the surrounding students had an expression of 'I can't save you', and a middle-aged man stood beside the Mediterranean Sea, and the other party's anger was already written on his face.

The call and question just now were initiated by the other party.

"Sorry." Yi Meng immediately stood up from her seat, knowing that the place where she fell asleep was not suitable.

"Student Yi Meng, the federal college entrance examination is still a week away, and you went to dye your hair. Such an attitude... Forget it."

The physics teacher shook his head and sighed, giving up before he even started to persuade.

Yi Meng didn't think so, because the college entrance examination was just a week away, so he should have a good rest and face it with a relaxed state of mind.

After three years of high school studies, there is still one week left, and what should be known will be able to be learned, and what cannot be learned will not be able to do so.

Even if you work hard, it's too late.

Seeing that Yimeng had no intention of repenting at all, the physics teacher stretched out his hand and spat, "Go up, solve the problem!"

"Ok."

Yi Meng still gave the teacher a face, left her seat and walked towards the smart blackboard podium.

Under the watchful eyes of fifty classmates watching the play, every one of them felt a backstab, but Yi Meng seemed very casual and natural.

After all, as a traveler, the mentality of having entered the society has long been completely different from the mentality of students who are walking on thin ice.

Yi Meng picked up the smart pen from the podium.

Eight subjects of the college entrance examination.

Federal physics is his weakest subject, and it is not bad to pass it on weekdays.

And one of the so-called world truths like physics, at a glance, you can know whether you will understand it, if you will, you will, if you will not, you will not.

Mathematics, chemistry, physics, etc., are absolutely impossible to pretend to understand brother.

Yimeng glanced at the questions on the smart blackboard, and she could understand every word, but when added together, she couldn't understand it, especially with some peculiar mechanical compositions.

Very well, not at all.

Yi Meng felt relieved. If this question was placed on the paper, it would also be a question on the bottom line, and no more than three people in the class could solve it.

It is estimated that the physics teacher is also dizzy, and will call him such a scumbag to do it.

A sincere apology.

Yi Meng didn't intend to waste time standing for a few more seconds like the others. He was about to give up his pen and step down from the podium, when he turned around and suddenly stopped.

A familiar and subtle static sensation came to mind like an aura.

0004 Is it possible to prepare for the exam while sleeping?

Seeing that Yi Meng was suddenly in a daze, he stayed motionless on the podium.

The monitor Yang Wei, who was sitting in the middle of the classroom, was immediately dissatisfied. His family was exceptionally well-off. He was a rich third-generation student with top grades in the class, and he was very good at dealing with others, so he should be the most popular in the class.

However, although his appearance is not bad, it is impossible to match the 'disaster' of Yi Meng!

After three years of high school, Yi Meng, a nerd and a scumbag, obviously did nothing, but at the end of each year, he quietly became the most popular in the class!

Of course, this may also be due to the fact that there are more female students in the class.

Yang Wei took a look not far away, and saw a cute girl with a neat ponytail in the class also staring at the back of the stage, a burst of anger suddenly surged up.

People are more mad than people!

Yang Wei hates these scumbags who waste social resources the most. If they have good personal grades or family conditions, that's fine, but the other party is mediocre and nothing is as good as him.

Can handsome people do whatever they want?

Although he was so angry, Yang Wei still showed a gentle smile and said in a harmonious voice, "Student Yi Meng. It's almost time for get out of class, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it, give the teacher time to talk about the topic."

His physics scores are particularly good, and he is often selected in the school-wide competition, but he has not yet found a solution to the problem, so one can imagine the difficulty factor of this problem.

of course.

Yang Wei seemed to help Yi Meng to speak out, but he was actually implying that the other party wasted time, which also caused many male students in the class to show unpleasant expressions.

Yang Wei was instantly overjoyed when he saw this. He originally wanted to let Yi Meng come down immediately, but now he wants Yi Meng to stay on top.

You stand, it's better to stay on it for a while longer!Not only did he make a fool of himself on stage, but he also faced the collective grievances in the class later!

Murder and punishment, this is murder and punishment!

Yang Wei felt that he had finally mastered the words that his father, a business tycoon, taught him on a daily basis.

"Da da!"

Yang Wei's body suddenly froze, and his happy thoughts and expectations were interrupted by the sound of the smart pen landing on the smart blackboard.

He stared at the blackboard in front of him with wide eyes, looking at the figure on the stage with a sharp pen, he couldn't help thinking in his heart:

Wouldn't it really be solved by the other party?

……

The class was so quiet that you could hear the needle drop, save for the faint sound of brush strokes and the blackboard screen.

Yi Meng started to write, and the blackboard quickly listed lines of equations and formulas for calculation.

From the beginning of answering, the physics teacher took out a pair of black-framed glasses from his sleeve pocket and put them on, watching the process carefully.

Yi Meng's movements did not stagnate until the result was obtained, and then he lowered his right wrist and looked at the panel that even he felt a little strange. The answer: "Teacher, is this correct?"

Saying that, Yi Meng looked back at the physics teacher under the stage.

The physics teacher responded hesitantly: "The answer is correct, it's just a process, not right..."

"I knew it." The monitor Yang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and comforted: "Student Yi Meng, it is useless to memorize physical answers by rote. You must know how to use your brain, otherwise you will not be able to change the question casually."

"wrong."

The physics teacher suddenly pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, shook his head and said, "This problem-solving process is also correct."

"No...wrong?" Squad leader Yang Wei froze again.

"Well. It's just different from the standard problem-solving process. It's another problem-solving idea. It's a bit neater than the standard problem-solving process, but the way and the answer are correct."

The physics teacher pondered for a while, looked at Yi Meng and asked, "Who taught you to solve problems like this?"