Beianqi, the Mechanical Girl

Zijin had just used a force field. She had no trouble casting it, but Su Ming had found a gap every time, even turning her own force against her.

In the scholar's view, Su Ming had an innate intuition for torque. In truth, though, it was just a conditioned reflex he had developed by grinding through countless mechanics problems.

"I've never had a good grasp of force fields. When I face a melee enemy whose defenses my instant-cast spells can't break, my options are extremely limited." Zijin stood up. "That's why, when I fought Yise at sea that day, I had to resort to an unorthodox approach and hold nothing back."

"Mm, you need some intensive practice in that area." Su Ming got to his feet. "Forces are mutual. You need to practice calculating resultant forces at different angles and momentum."

Zijin looked at Su Ming, completely baffled.

"I'll get you some textbooks. You can start with problems on Newton's laws."

This world naturally had kinematics, and its understanding was quite advanced, though its applied calculations focused on elemental magic.

As an oddity among magic, the force field series was perfectly suited to mechanical physics from Earth. If he put his tried-and-tested strategy of grinding through problems to use, even Miss Scholar, who was severely lopsided in her studies-Su Ming suddenly felt eager to try.

"Newton, a titled scholar from your world?" Zijin, utterly unaware of what was in store for her, asked with some curiosity.

"Are titled scholars the very best in your world?" Su Ming asked.

"That's right. I'm the only one alive at the moment."

Su Ming couldn't help taking another look at Zijin. He realized he had severely underestimated the stature of the powerhouse at his side.

After all, an ordinary person couldn't be wanted and