October Festival, also known as the Harvest Festival, is a festival throughout the Northern continent.

A very grand celebration is held at this time of year.

Although I had just experienced a disaster not long ago, the more I did this, the more I needed a festive atmosphere to clear the haze that lingers on people's heads.

The streets were already very noisy, and people walked out of their homes in their most beautiful clothes and celebrated the arrival of the harvest season on the first Sunday in October.

Various fresh crops that have just been harvested were transported to the streets, and each family was displaying the most exquisite and delicious pastries, snacks and other products.

Even poor families who are usually very poor and cannot fully guarantee three meals will use dried fish and their own baked biscuits to make up the numbers and contribute to this grand festival together.

The grandest food exhibition is being held in the square in the center of the city.

Children especially like this day. Even the sleepiest ones will dress neatly when the first bell rings in the morning, and will take the lead in walking out of the house, calling friends and playing.

The two bishops wore crowns, both wearing light-colored linings, with a solemn dark robes on the outside, and a sacred blouse inlaid with various silk embroidered patterns on the outside.

They walked around the crowd, received salutes from the citizens on both sides, and blessed them.

Aslan and Grande walked to the center of the square and began to preach.

Religion plays an extremely important role in the secular world and is above the royal power.

In the case of Faralinburg, most of the permanent residents believe in two temples.

The God of Time and Craftsman does not exclude pan-believers either.

Every major festival, bishops from various regions will come out to organize sermons.

In his residence on Golden Orchid Street, Martin leaned against the head of the bed, holding a pen, and was concentrating on writing his own works.

He had a thick bandage wrapped around his left shoulder, making it difficult to move his left hand.

A few days ago, Doriani's shot did not kill Martin, but it was also very thrilling.

The bullet penetrated the body from the upper left side of the heart and penetrated the shoulder blades.

Martin fainted on the spot.

However, the fundamental reason for coma is that it has overused its ability in a short period of time.

When he woke up, Martin was lying in the sequential temple, and his injuries had been treated.

The originally broken shoulder blades are treated by the temple, so there is no need to worry.

According to Alder, Bishop Aslan personally rescued him.

Thinking of this, Martin was a little scared.

The quill on his body was something lost from the temple!

Fortunately, the quill was not discovered.

After waking up, Martin's upper body lining had been changed, but the quill was still hidden in the clothes he had changed.

Obviously, even if it was discovered, it was just treated as an ordinary quill, and no one cared about it.

Jinlanhua Street is also very lively today, with the laughter of children, the conversation of adults, and the shouts of passing vendors.

Martin sat quietly on the bed.

The outside of the wound has not healed yet, and it still hurts faintly every time the left hand moves, and it requires a good cultivation.

Just in the past few days, Martin continued to improve the textbook in his hand in his spare time.

In fact, it's basically about to be completed.

Martin's "Basic Mechanics" is more concise and is strictly incomplete, but it is enough to deal with three students who are just beginning to get involved in physics.

"Instantaneous speed means that the object is at a certain moment..."

The ink traces in the pen slowly unfolded, and then stopped, Martin carefully considered the explanation of this concept.

He encountered difficulties in explaining the concept of "instantaneous speed".

When he was compiling books, he discovered that the textbooks he had learned before actually contained a lot of knowledge.

How to accurately explain a concept that others have never been exposed to is actually a very sophisticated task.

The concept of instantaneous speed has already involved knowledge of calculus.

On Earth, it can be said that it is this concept that led to the emergence of calculus.

Martin's physics knowledge is limited to what he learned in school.

He also bought "Relativity" when he was bored in college.

But to be ashamed, buying books is more about following the trend, rather than really about studying and researching.

In fact, after only reading two pages, he had no motivation to continue researching.

But now that I am a "teacher", the situation is different.

He must be very clear and thorough in order to accurately tell others and guide them to accept this concept and knowledge.

Martin is not unaware of the definition of instantaneous velocity, but also knows how to find instantaneous velocity. Simply put, it is just the limit of a function at a certain point.

Most physics questions in college were related to this.

Martin was just thinking about what kind of questions Clint and Rocky would ask when they came into contact with this concept and how should they answer them.

He has regarded himself as a teacher in a real way.

The concept of instantaneous speed involves a more essential issue - the continuity of time and space.

Martin had already foreseeed that the clever Clint would soon think of the paradox of flying arrows.

However, to explain this clearly, it involves the long-standing differences between quantum mechanics and general relativity...

Well, this concept should be used as a tool for the time being, and it doesn't need to be explained so clearly.

Martin honestly wrote down notes beside him.

It's definitely not because I don't understand!

At this time, the door was gently pushed open.

Doriani walked in with a bowl, which was steaming noodle soup.

After being injured, she insisted on taking care of Martin.

Because that shot was indeed shot by her hands, even if it was not her original intention.

Martin knew that she was feeling guilty and repeatedly refused.

But when she found that she was very stubborn and could not refuse, she reluctantly agreed.

It was said to be care, but in fact, Doriani just cooked for Martin.

It must be admitted that Doriani's craftsmanship is not bad.

Although the food she cooks is simple, it is very delicious and should be cooked by herself frequently, so she has developed such a remarkable cooking skill.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to get a "very delicious" evaluation from Martin.

Martin put down the pen and paper in his hand, took the bowl with his less flexible left hand, and slowly started eating.

At the beginning, Doriani insisted on feeding him, but Martin felt a little embarrassed and insisted on doing it himself.

The left hand is just inflexible and won’t be able to eat it.

Moreover, this level of exercise also helps recover. It was Martin who used this excuse to successfully convince the guilty Doriani.

Speaking of which, Doriani is also a young girl of similar age. Although her appearance is not as stunning as Tiya, she is very attractive and has a jewellery feeling.

Especially now, my attitude towards myself is more like a lovely little sister next door.

But she seems to be dressing up in a very ordinary way, and she can’t see any embellishments on her face, and she won’t use any makeup, lipsticks that girls like.

Sometimes she would cover herself with a veil to cover her face and keep a low profile as much as possible.

After seeing Martin taking a few bites, Doriyani went out to pick up a bowl of noodles and sat at the desk to eat.

"Who did you learn cooking skills?"

Martin drank the noodle soup with satisfaction and asked casually.

His cooking skills are OK, but it seems to be a little worse than Doriani.

He even thought that if Doriani was not an extraordinary person, but an ordinary girl, she could have gained a foothold in this world by relying on her cooking skills.

"I learned from my mother when I was a child."

Doriani seemed to feel a little depressed as he watched the steam rising from the bowl.

Martin frowned and asked carefully: "Your parents and the others..."

Before he finished speaking, Doriani understood what he meant and shook his head with a gloomy face: "I'm no longer alive."

He is also a miserable person!

Martin shook his head secretly, then picked up the paper and pen and continued to write his own things.

Not long after dinner, there was a sound of horse hooves tapping outside the door.

A guest is here.
Chapter completed!