"Please sit down." Metz gestured. The solid gold counting table complements the golden eyes that move in their sockets. A golden high-backed chair was placed directly opposite the calculation table. The center line is aligned with the center line of the counting table. Um. He had anticipated the visit and intended to be polite.
"No." Yicha took a step inward and stopped at a position that couldn't be divided. "I'll leave after that."
"We have many issues to discuss." Metz said coldly. He looked like the host who had his banquet arrangements disrupted.
very quiet. Not even Nesis made any strange noises.
Icha frowned.
"Whatever." He said. "I just have one question."
"If it's about the brown beggar, I can't answer it." Yimezi said expressionlessly, spreading his hands flat. "This is related to my vital interests. If you want to ask about the abnormality of Dosmas, I can only say that you don't have to worry - he is the willed individual in the world who should not be worried about. Even if all living things disappear. , he will also exist. But according to my prediction, what you want to ask is not the above two."
"Hmm. No." Yi Cha poked his forehead with a finger, forcing himself to cheer up. With his mind blank, Nesis may not be able to read the information, leaving him in a relatively advantageous position. But screw it. do not think too much. He thought too much and couldn't remember anything.
"Within the estimated range. Other possibilities are naturally being calculated." Yimeizi's eyes were bright. "Blue Lewin, or the Featherless Ones? Who do you want to represent? What data will you provide me?"
"I knew you knew..."
"Their intentions are not difficult to calculate. After all, I only have a very small chance of excusing myself, proving that the current result has nothing to do with me." The dry skin on Yi Metz's cheek twitched. "In fact, I expected this when I discovered the detailed breakdown of immortality infusions. Now I have the data to back it up. Ask. I'd like to give you high-level access to information on this, and we can talk freely. ."
"Can you represent Nesis?"
"I can represent myself as an individual. And this individual has a strategic partnership with the All-Seeing Eye. Is this the answer you want?"
Golden eyes swept across Yi Cha's face, and the original Olympian mage found the answer himself. "Yes. I understand. I don't regard the question you just asked as a real question. The real questioning begins now. Informational questions, suggestion questions, and even extremely sensitive tendentious questions are fine. You have such a right .
Or do you want a cure for ADHD? oh. You do not want. And quite disgusting. clear. No longer. So it is still between the blue Lewen and the featherless ones.
Obviously, you need time to make your choice. We also have a lot to talk about. So my advice still stands. "Yimeizi motioned to the high-backed chair. The pair of golden eyes were dazzling, filled with anticipation.
"I have nothing to talk about."
Yi Cha shook his head. "I just want to ask you about the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy."
"The Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy?"
A special look appeared on Metz's face - not like the expression of any living thing but like a pattern. The closest thing to it was the surface of the Universal Problem Solving Machine when it crashed due to lack of fuel. "Yes." Yi Cha pressed his eyebrows. Too lazy to think about it. "What are you going to do with the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy?"
A metz paused for half a second.
"My calculations do not include this example. But it is possible for me to answer. What exactly are you asking?"
"You can definitely answer that."
Yi Cha shook his head impatiently. "Didn't you run a college? According to what I last saw, there are many students - don't worry about why they came. I introduced Dosmas to you - don't worry about why I came. School started recently, didn't it? ?”
"That's right. So many possibilities. You chose a part that was not included in my calculation results." Yimeiz's expression did not change, but a stack of calculation papers that appeared on the calculation table instantly exposed his inner feelings. He took up his pen and calculated. "You were present at the opening ceremony. What do you want to know?"
"Do you want me to say it myself?" Yi Cha slapped the wall frantically, leaving a mark. "Where's your ability? Where's your ability? Can't you see what I'm thinking?"
"I admit that I can't reach it for the time being." Yimeizi said slowly.
"I just want to ask you about the situation in the academy." Who would have thought that he would still need to explain his thoughts when facing the top supreme combination of the original Mathematical Master and the Omniscient Eye? "School has started. Wei Xing Qi Noodles is about to be finished - the dean of the college and the selected faculty and staff are busy with this matter. So what about the students' study? Where is your teaching plan? After this is finished, Where are you going to move this unfortunate Mathematical Olympiad Academy?"
Metz frowned, then put it down.
"I understand," he said. "You neither want to make a wedding dress for Lan Lewin, nor do you want to succumb to the Featherless Ones. By emphasizing the importance of Mathematical Olympiad Academy, you forced me to help Wei Xing Qi Mian and Dosmas." He was like straightening his bow tie. He straightened his voice. "Then I can tell you that in my current plan for the Plague of Silence..."
"Who forced you? Who mentioned Blue Lewin and the Featherless Ones? Who wants to know your plague plan?" Yicha yelled.
Quiet.
Vaguely, he could realize that the current situation could not be entirely blamed on Metz. His mind was filled with the idea of kicking the undead calculation table into his dead face, and the idea of running away after running out of energy. In a mind filled with such negative thoughts, both reading and calculation were blocked. It’s normal to be disturbed to the point where you can’t proceed. But that doesn't mean he won't be angry about it.
"I'm just asking you." Yi Cha managed to regain his normal voice and spoke word by word. "What are you going to do with the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy? The unwilling students are waiting to be tortured by knowledge."
There was a long, long pause.
"That's what you want to ask?" he said. The voice lost its toughness. "So many questions. So many huge, serious issues that affect world change, questions that are closely related to you, your land, your relatives and friends, and you just want to ask this?"
"If you don't have time to worry about it, just leave it to me. I'll torture them - no. Don't leave it to me." Yi Cha rubbed his forehead. "Give it to Kezier. Give it to Lameier. Whatever, just don't give it to Willy Shaw."
"Impossible." Imetz blurted out - it was more of a knee-jerk reaction than calculated, which is rare. "I need it to complete my blueprint. To cultivate a computing machine that conforms to the logic of the future. On the other hand, the Fifth Calculation City is an extension of my will, and I cannot hand it over to you."
"Dosmas is enough. Dosmas who cannot die and those lichs who cannot be resurrected. The eternal life and the eternal death stimulate the eternal flow of laws like creating electric current. This This is the way to break the plague of silence and crush Ruimugange's return to zero. With them, you are enough, you can achieve everything. Everything is over. Don't find unnecessary reasons."
Metz was silent for a while. Stopped calculating.
"So you know everything," he said. "You know everything... So, what do you want? With Chaint. I..."
"The Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy. I told you already. How many times do you want me to say it?"
"Is that it? This... I can't confirm the conclusion. It may take some time to calculate..."
"give him."
Another voice spoke. A solemn, kind, gentle sizzle.
"Give it to him. Listen to me," Nesis said.
(End of chapter)
