Ge Sheng listened to the question and kept doing calculations in his mind, but the more he calculated, the worse the expression on his face became. By the time Ge Lian said the last word, Ge Sheng's face was already ashen.
This time the question didn't sound that difficult. Lihua thought about it and immediately said happily: "This is too easy, it's just two feet."
There was silence in the living room. The kind old man looked at Lihua with a smile: "Look at your young master."
After Lihua heard this, she couldn't help but glance at Ge Sheng, and saw Ge Sheng open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. He squatted on the ground in pain. Lihua was shocked and afraid, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Ge Sheng up, and took out a handkerchief to help Ge Sheng wipe it.
Ge Sheng didn't speak. He could hardly maintain his breathing. He vomited blood and panted for a while before staring at Ge Lian.
"Where did you find this math problem?"
Just now, Ge Sheng was calculating in his mind, but he didn't feel anything at first. The more he calculated, the more desperate he felt, and the more he calculated, the more miserable he became. Until finally, when his mind was agitated and he was still trying to continue the calculation, a mouthful of his hard work spurted out, making him unable to continue.
Xi soil is a divine thing of heaven and earth, increasing all the time.
If it doubles one day, it will be two feet the next day. You only need to count it once.
Each hour of the day increases by one-twelfth, which counts eleven times.
Every quarter of an hour in a day increases by one hundred and twenty, which is one hundred and nineteen times.
One day increases by 86,400 per second, which is 86,399 times.
This is already an extremely disappointing figure, but it is far from over.
There can be six finger snaps in one second, twenty moments in one finger snap, twenty moments in one moment, and twenty births and deaths in one moment.
So if birth and death are taken as the unit, how many times will this be counted?
What if we convert it to a more granular unit of time?
What astronomical figures should be calculated?
Ge Sheng could only count one hundredth of eighty-six thousand and four hundred when he was unable to continue and had to vomit blood to stop. However, this number was still far, far away from the final goal.
To put it simply, this is an arithmetic problem that involves studying heaven and man. If we simply calculate it, even if we gather the efforts of all people in the world and calculate it for tens of millions of years, we may not be able to calculate the answer to this arithmetic problem.
"You don't need to know." Ge Lian said, "You just need to tell me whether you want to count it or not."
Ge Sheng wiped the last trace of blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled stubbornly: "Of course it will count."
He vomited out a mouthful of hard work just by doing a mental calculation. If he really continued to calculate, how many mouthfuls of hard work he would have to spit out, or whether he would directly vomit blood and die, no one knew.
But Ge Sheng didn't hesitate at all and still said: "Of course I have to count."
You can't retreat, you can't retreat even one step. If you retreat, you will lose.
Saying this, he squatted down. He did not have the ability to easily write on the floor, so he could only take out an ink pen from his arms and silently write down the calculations on the floor.
"The hero traveled to the North Ming Dynasty and saw the breath soil. This thing is one foot high and grows every moment. The hero measured it and found that it doubled every day, one-twelfth every hour, and one hundred and twenty percent every quarter of an hour. One, increasing by one 86,000th per second, and so on down to the smallest detail.
Ask, what is the highest value of soil on the second day? "
After writing the last word, Ge Sheng couldn't help the excitement in his heart anymore. He still tried to do a calculation while writing, but the result of the calculation this time was still a mouthful of blood, spitting out "Xia Yu Yu Beiming" "The word "Xia" is on it.
Lihua was heartbroken and angry. She stepped forward to help Ge Sheng, who was a little unsteady on his feet: "What are you doing? It's not enough for us to admit defeat in the first place."
"No... we can't admit defeat." Ge Sheng reluctantly raised a hand to stop Lihua.
If the First Oath was lost, the entire Imperial Oath would be lost. He did not explain it to the pear blossom in front of him, but he understood in his heart.
Ge Lian watched with cold eyes. He was sure of victory, so he didn't care about these episodes. He just wanted to wait for the moment when Ge Sheng couldn't hold on and gave up.
But before that, it would be nice to watch this man struggling.
Just then, the door opened.
Ge Sheng turned back, Lihua turned back, and Ge Lian looked up. The old man had a kind face.
This door was the door of the living room. It was closed when Ge Sheng walked in. At this time, someone opened it outside, letting in the warm afternoon sunlight.
Like shining mercury, dust is flying in the mercury.
The blue-haired girl stood at the other end of the mercury column, without a smile on her face, but with a little concern.
She pushed open the door.
"Who are you?" Ge Lian asked at the end of the daylight, his body hidden in the darkness.
The girl lowered her head, shook her head silently, and then walked quietly along the small island paved with sunshine.
In this messy living room, blood, sawdust, and porcelain shards were the remains of people and things, but she didn't seem to see anything. She just calmly stepped on the blood-stained sawdust and walked to Ge Sheng's side.
"Idiot!" She stared at the blood at the corner of Ge Sheng's mouth, raised her finger and wrote slowly in the air.
At this time the old man moved.
A living fly entering his Fengmian Villa was not something he expected to see, let alone a living person.
So he also raised his hand and drew a stream of wind.
The colorless and odorless breeze had the speed to split the air. A sharp sound broke through the air, and it went straight towards the girl's neck. However, the girl didn't seem to see it. She looked at Ge Lian who was standing in the darkness.
Gently write the text: "Can I come?"
When she wrote the first word, the wind was no more than half a foot away from her. When she finished writing the second word, someone stood in front of her and raised his hand to drive away the wind like a mosquito. , swearing: "You know I'm behind you and you don't even hide?"
Ge Lian didn't look at the girl, but at the man who suddenly appeared.
He was a blond man, tall and thin, and looked to be between twenty and forty years old.
Then Ge Lian set foot.
When you step on it, you move. After moving, Ge Sheng only saw an afterimage slowly dissipating.
It was a straight afterimage. Ge Lian had never moved before, but after moving, no one knew he would be so fast. The afterimage flew away, and the second figure flew out. Ge Sheng only saw him in front of the man. After staying for a moment, the two of them may have exchanged a move or two, or perhaps not.
In short, the man had been knocked out by him, and his back hit the wall next to the door, causing the entire living room to shake slightly.
Seeing that it was not over yet, Ge Lian had already flown out with the figure, and when he hit the wall, he raised his hand and grabbed his throat.
Just one second passed.
Ge Sheng's eyes widened as he watched Ge Lian, who was obviously half a head lower than the other man, press the man against the wall and asked lightly: "Who are you?"
The man didn't struggle, he was just pinned to the wall. It's hard to imagine that he could still smile casually in this situation.
He was really good-looking, but there was no trace of age in his eyebrows. He reached out and took out the sheepskin bag containing wine from his waist, shook it and there was still the sound of water rushing inside: "A drunken man passing by. Uncle, don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous!”
"Oh." Ge Sheng groaned, let go, grabbed the sheepskin bag, and the man slid down along the wall. He unscrewed the cork and took a sip.
"Is this wine that people drink?" He said calmly, then flipped his wrist, and most of the wine liquid in the bag tilted along the mouth of the bag, and then fell on the man's golden hair.
The wine dripped down along the hair, one-third slid along the nape of the neck and into the back, soaking the black cloth, another third dripped on the forehead, and the remaining one-third fell into into the man's mouth.
The man actually raised his head and opened his mouth to take the drink that Ge Lian had poured down. He didn't lick his lips until he couldn't pour a drop anymore: "There's no way, anyone drinks the same wine. You have to drink horse urine even if you don't drink anything, right?" .”
Ge Lian turned around, turned away, and said coldly: "What a dog."
He came very quickly but walked very slowly. Just as the old man was about to take care of the man, he waved his hand again.
"I need a few viewers, otherwise it would be too boring."
Then he faced the girl, as if he had done nothing just now.
"I need a maid. If you lose, come with me."
The blue-haired girl nodded, as if she didn't care about what happened just now.
But Ge Lian's meaning is already clear - if you participate, you have to take yourself as a bet.
When the girl squatted down gently, she stretched out an index finger as white as green jade, and then a cluster of blue smoke sprouted out.
She used this cluster of flames to carve the test questions that Ge Sheng had just written with ink pen, like a carving craftsman holding an ax along the ink lines, and the sinewy characters emerged on her fingertips.
"Ice Blue Candle." Ge Lian was quite surprised when he said the magic the girl used.
She didn't recite a spell, she just thought of it and created something. Such a talent and attainment, even if you look at the entire Lanye Empire, she is a first-class genius.
"Such a simple question." After the girl finished writing the question, she looked at Ge Lian and wrote with a provocative smile: "Do I need to calculate it?"
As she said this, she raised her finger and wrote a simple number below.
