In the large conference room of thousands of square meters, Tang Anjun's solemn and solemn voice resounded throughout the audience: "Originally, the highest danger level of the tunnel was level five. After the Humaling came out, the international community raised the risk level of the Humaling Tunnel to level five. Level six."
"The tallest in the world! This is the only one!"
Tang Anjun was covered in mud, his face was covered with mud, his voice was tragic and his tone was heavy: "Level 6 is indeed the highest difficulty in the world. However, this does not mean anything."
"We need to dig him out."
"Because we just want to dig him out."
"Because we just have to dig him out!"
Even across the screen, Tang Anjun's voice was like rolling thunder, roaring: "If the dig cannot be dug, tens of billions will be wasted. If the dig cannot be dug, the 900-kilometer north-south trunk line will be stagnant." Reading La
"If we can't dig it out, we will have no shame to see the worker brothers who died here."
After a pause, Tang Anjun's voice rose infinitely and became sharp and high-pitched: "Let me say something here, even if he Hu Maling is a tofu brain, even if we drill holes in the tofu brain-"
"We have to dig him out too!"
"Even if we dig for ten years or thirty years, until I, Tang Anjun, die, I will still be buried there——"
"Wait until he, see him, guard him——"
"Until he..."
Tang Anjun couldn't say anything else.
Because, behind Tang Anjun, a large piece of the mountain wall collapsed, and a large amount of mud and sand suddenly appeared in the entire tunnel, directly pushing Tang Anjun to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, countless mud spurted out from all directions, and Tang Anjun was instantly submerged in mud more than one meter deep.
While all the contestants present were still sweating over Tang Anjun's safety, the lights in the examination room suddenly turned on.
"Mr. Tang has been rescued and is currently sitting at the Humaling construction site."
The cold-blooded examiner stood directly under the big screen, his gaze sweeping across the room, and his voice as cold as a knife: "This question is given to you by Mr. Tang."
"Mr. Tang said that you are all experts in geology, whether you are prospecting for minerals or oil, whether you are drilling holes, or drilling, or whether you are studying Feng Shui, geophysics, history and chemistry..."
"Mr. Tang requires you to use all your abilities."
"Today, now!"
"Mr. Tang, we are on the front line, waiting for your answer!"
The examiner Wu Di did not give anyone time to express their emotions or ask questions. He shouted sternly: "Rules. You can use computers. You can consult books. You can form teams freely."
"There is no time limit for answering questions."
"Full score is 100 points. There is no second place."
"One hundred points for each individual. One hundred points for the team!"
"The first one to solve the problem succeeds. The exam is over!"
"No points will be deducted for those who cannot answer."
"If there is no solution, this round of assessment is over."
After a pause, Wu Di thundered: "The exam begins."
For a full minute after Wu Di's order was issued, the scene was solemn and silent, and there was a gentle breeze that could hear a needle drop.
Countless people were stunned, countless people were stunned, countless people looked at each other, countless people were speechless, countless people were despairing, countless people were lost, countless people were in ecstasy...
There are countless more people who are hopeless!
Countless contestants from countless units have speculated and calculated the first content of the comprehensive martial arts competition countless times.
But no one would believe it even if they broke their brains. This first question is a world-class problem that all foreigners and geologists don’t want to encounter, let alone solve, in their lives.
This is fucking equivalent to Goldbach's conjecture, equivalent to proving that God can also throw dice, equivalent to sending people to Mars.
If we could overcome this difficulty, we would have overcome it long ago. Is there any need to wait until now?
This is the sixth level of risk factor, the highest risk level specially set by the World Geological Union for Humaling.
This is not a question to earn points, this is what the fuck
Send a proposition!
Who the hell has this life to earn this hundred points?
Who would really care about a mere 100 points and the first place in a single item if he really has the ability to solve this question?
If you have that kind of ability, you will have already published a paper and become famous, even if you are an academician.
If you don't go abroad, your annual salary will start at a million dollars, and you'll still have a wife!
In the large and luxurious conference room, more than 400 contestants expressed more than 400 resentments, making the entire No. 8 building miserable and miserable like hell.
The examination room became a purgatory.
Competition committee, damn it! So damn——
Shameless!
How to solve this problem!
How can he solve this problem?
Can't your competition committee find any other topics?
We must take Hu Maling out!
Who the hell can figure it out?
Academicians, great academicians, can’t solve it even if they come here!
Even academicians from the Academy of Sciences, the Academy of Social Sciences, and all foreign countries have come, and he can’t figure it out!
I can’t fucking do this question!
I can’t answer this question!
In the blink of an eye, a minute passes.
After venting their resentment and resentment, the contestants made some noise.
"Report. I need to use the computer."
"allow!"
"Report. I need a report on all the geological data in Humaling."
"Give!"
"Report. I want all the hydrological and meteorological data of Humaling for the past sixty years."
"Give!"
"Report. I want to apply for Xuan-level permission to check similar soil geological coordinates and related solutions abroad."
"allow!"
"Report. I want to apply for level 15 confidentiality and request to see the construction report of the on-site construction team. It is detailed down to the hour."
"allow!"
"Report. I'm going to do a simulated tunnel experiment. Requesting approval."
"allow!"
"Report. I am going to do an experiment on the third series of water-rich fine sand."
"allow!"
One after another, throat-piercing reports blasted through the conference room, all of which received Wu Di's approval.
Then, fifty proctors and disciplinary supervisors quickly dispersed throughout the venue to meet all the requirements of every contestant!
You can view all information freely, grant all permissions freely, and do all experiments freely.
Give whatever you want!
After just a few minutes, the entire large conference room was busy, like a battlefield.
Whether it is an old scholar in his thirties or a newbie just starting out, they all get started in the shortest and fastest time.
