I kidnapped an alien civilization

In the early morning, Li Mo did not choose to continue writing in the liver, but went for a run dressed neatly. His mind was so confused that what the Paroj said shocked him.

exhale inhale exhale inhale

Step by step, there is only the road in front of me, sweat drips from my cheeks and falls to the ground.

3 kilometers, 5 kilometers, 10 kilometers Li Mo suddenly realized that he had run far more than usual, and he didn't feel tired at all.

Type II body strengthening potion? Li Mo recalled the potions he had taken in the system, and it seemed that his physical fitness had really improved a lot.

One step, one step, one step, one step. Li Mo suddenly became enlightened. He understood that he could only solve the current predicament and the plight of the Pajero people by climbing slowly.

After making up his mind, Li Mo began to enjoy the thrill of running. The wind blows by, the leaves sway above his head, and even the gurgling of spring water in the distance, he can hear clearly, and he feels that he has merged into this harmonious nature.

When he got home, Li Mo found that his mother had already prepared breakfast, which still consisted of milk and ten eggs. It seems that he needs to find time to have a good chat with his mother, he thought while eating eggs.

Li Mo in the school was still alone, watching the students around him thinking hard about what the teacher explained, he thought of himself yesterday.

Li Mo, what are you doing? You actually read physics books in chemistry class. Maybe the chemistry teacher couldn't bear Li Mo's behavior of frowning while reading physics books over and over again.

Don't think that it's a big deal if you solve a mathematical conjecture. Does Shang Zhongyong know? You are only a high school student now, and you should listen to my lectures in my chemistry class. Do you know all the knowledge I teach?

I'm sorry, teacher, but I know all the knowledge you said. Li Mo answered honestly.

Okay, then I will make a question. If you solve it, I will not interfere with what you do in my class in the future. If you can't solve it, then I'm sorry, and you will stand at the end of every class I have in the future. Go face to face. The biology teacher said viciously.

As he spoke, he turned around and wrote a topic on the blackboard. Carbon dioxide contains a small amount of sulfur dioxide, sulfur trioxide, hydrogen chloride and other impurity gases. Please design an experimental plan to remove only one impurity gas at a time, and finally get dry and pure carbon dioxide.

Li Mo looked at it for 2 seconds, went directly to the podium, picked up the chalk, and wrote on the blackboard, First pass the gas through the U-shaped tube placed in the ice tank, and the SO3 will condense; then pass the gas into the Na2SO3 aqueous solution to remove HCl, and finally the gas was passed into NaOH solution, followed by concentrated sulfuric acid.

After finishing writing, he looked at the teacher and asked, Teacher, is it right for me to answer this question this way?

Go back and sit down. The teacher replied helplessly, the answer on the blackboard was impeccable.

Li Mo knew what the chemistry teacher was thinking, because the question the teacher asked was a competition question.

He knew that there would be more and more cases like this, but he couldn't stop and wait for his classmates, because he didn't have that much time anymore.

United States, Princeton, the office of mathematics professor DR.Willson.

International student Zhang Xuemei carefully walked outside the professor's office with her thesis. She was very disturbed, her thesis had been revised 5 times, if she couldn't pass again, she would be repeated. Wang Xuemei lingered outside the door for a long time, finally she straightened her hair, mustered up the courage to knock on the door lightly. There was no response, but the office door opened silently. Professor Willson was sitting at his desk carefully reading a mathematics magazine, holding a ballpoint pen in his hand and writing something on the paper from time to time.

Seeing that Professor Willson didn't notice her, Zhang Xuemei quietly backed out the door. She knew that the professor sometimes helped some American mathematics journals to do some review work, and he was most afraid of being disturbed by others when he was reading the paper. If she handed in her thesis now, it would most likely be rejected on the spot.

Miss zhang! Come here. She suddenly heard the professor calling her, and turned around to find that Professor Willson was staring at her.

Professor Willson, hello, I see that you are working, so I don't want to disturb you. She explained her behavior slyly.

Are you here for something? Professor Willson asked proactively.

It's for the paper, right? I have a question for you? He didn't wait for Zhang Xuemei's answer.

I have a magazine here, the name is Mathematics Monthly, do you know? Professor Willson raised the magazine in his hand. Looking at the familiar Chinese characters on it, Zhang Xuemei replied a little excitedly: Mathematics Monthly, I know, it is a relatively famous mathematics magazine in Huaguo, and it mainly targets middle school students.

Oh my God, I knew it was the right choice to ask you. Why do I think most of the above content is so naive, and I thought it was as secret as that paper. Willson The professor patted himself on the head violently. He regretted that he had wasted so much time, and said bitterly, Damn Jack, he didn't make it clear.

But it's really strange that such a high-level paper should be published in a journal for high school students. Professor Willson clearly expressed his doubts.

Come and see which university the author is from. That damned Jack only made a simple translation of the thesis. Doesn't he know that I don't know Chinese characters? It seems that he is very dissatisfied with that Jack.

People who can write papers of this level are really exciting. There are not many new blood in the field of mathematics. Willson said with bright eyes.

Zhang Xuemei took the magazine from Professor Willson, read it carefully, and answered, Mengcheng No. 1 High School. Meng Cheng Yi Gao? This is a high school in Huaguo.

High school teacher? It's so interesting. Is Huaguo's mathematics level so high now? Can a high school teacher solve the Collatz conjecture? Professor Willson asked a little surprised.

High school teacher? Dear professor, you may have misunderstood. According to the practice of Huaguo academic journals, if it is a teacher's work, it will be directly marked as the teacher. Zhang Xuemei corrected Professor Willson's words.

But you can see that the author of this paper is Li Mo, Class 1, Class 3, No. 1 High School, Mengcheng. According to the writing habits of Hua people, this Li Mo should be a student.

What, high school student, are you sure? Professor Willson's eyes were already big, but now they are even bigger and scary.

I'm sure, I subscribed to this magazine when I was in high school. Zhang Xuemei recalled her high school days. She really regretted coming to Princeton to study for a master's degree. It was too difficult.

A high school student solved an unsolved problem in the world? Professor Willson muttered to himself while walking. No, I'm going to show this paper to Lisa. We need such talents at Princeton.

May I ask you a favor, Zhang. Willson suddenly became amiable.

The flattered Wang Xuemei quickly replied: If there is anything, please tell me, Professor.

I want you to help contact the editor of this journal and get the specific information of the author of the paper. Can you do it? Dear Zhang. Professor Willson's expression made Wang Xuemei feel scared, like a person staring at a little white rabbit Like a hungry wolf.

I should be able to do it. I can contact my friends in China right away. Wang Xuemei quickly agreed and took the opportunity to raise her doubts, But my thesis has not been revised yet. Takes a lot of time.

It's okay, you can put your thesis here. Your thesis has been basically completed, and there are only some side details left. I will help you revise it. Professor Willson agreed in a good mood.

Could there be a mathematical genius in China? Wang Xuemei looked at the copy of the thesis in her hand, otherwise Professor Willson would not be so concerned. She knows that Professor Willson has been immersed in the field of mathematics for decades and has made countless contributions. Professor Princeton must have his own unique vision.

It's not something I should think about. I'd better get Li Mo's contact information quickly. She shook her head.