The days of learning black magic in another world

Louis Jerome, who was stuck by Professor Lahm for almost half a month just about choosing a topic, almost cried with joy...

He quickly pulled out the manuscript paper and wrote——

"Selected Topic: Finding More Convergent Infinite Series"

"Infinite series is the first article in the 64th issue of Wulang's "Mathematics"..."

Louis flicked through the book and found the author's name——

"Riemann."

"Infinite series is the definition proposed by the author Riemann in the first article of Wu Lang's "Mathematics" in the 64th issue. He called the sum of the infinite series of items an infinite series. value, then the infinite series is said to be convergent.”

"I think the study of infinite series is beneficial to the discussion and thinking of xxx, xxx, and xxx."

Louis hasn't figured out the specific use of this thing yet, and he plans to fill in this piece later.

"The author lists several convergent infinite series in this article, and encourages readers to continue to look for new convergent series. I am very encouraged and decide to use this as the topic of my graduation thesis. I think this topic It is very groundbreaking, pioneering, and I hope Professor Ram will pass it."

After finishing writing, Louis scratched his head and read Riemann's thesis again, compiled two or three future senses of infinite series, and hurried out of the dormitory, rushing towards Professor Ram's office building.

Professor Ram is a typical Sydney beauty, with long dark hair, deep outlines, and misty light-colored eyes that make people want to indulge in it, but that is for people other than her students.

The students of Donic College, when they saw this beautiful woman, their first reaction was definitely not to stop and admire, but to run away. They were afraid that if the other party got interested, they would randomly check whether their basic skills were solid, and no one had the confidence to bear it. Professor Ram's stormy question, okay...

Louis moved into Professor Ram's office almost tremblingly, and handed over his draft topic selection to the other party tremblingly: "Hey, Professor Ram... this is the topic of my graduation thesis."

The languid beauty reclining on the back gave the quail-like student a sharp glance. She remembered him—trying to get away with some unconstructive topics several times.

She frowned slightly, and took the manuscript paper from the slightly trembling hand of the other party expressionlessly.

"Infinite series... The addition of infinite series of items... The sum is a constant value..."

She raised her eyebrows, and a slightly hoarse voice poured out of her mouth: "Where is this paper?"

Louis was not stupid enough to put this "Mathematics and Physics" in the dormitory. He knew that Professor Ram would definitely want to read the original text of Riemann's paper after reading his topic selection report, so he brought it here in the lining of his shirt.

"Here, Professor Ram."

Professor Ram read the article with a serious face, and immediately realized the value contained in it, and the new theory worth exploring that only revealed the tip of the iceberg.

"Hurry up, buy twenty copies and come back. I will explain this article to you in class tomorrow."

Louis replied reflexively: "Oh yes!"

Then, before his brain could react, his feet rushed out.

It wasn't until near the newsstand in the morning that he regretted it belatedly—twenty copies, that is, four silver coins, it's over...Will Professor Lahm reimburse him?

Painfully buying twenty copies of "Mathematics and Physics" from the overjoyed boss, Louis walked towards Donic College with heavy steps.

Forget it... At least the topic selection should be considered finalized, so let's spend some extra money...

At the same time, the other corner of Donic College is different from Professor Ram's simple office where the most eye-catching decoration is her own office. There is also such an extremely luxurious and elegant taste in Donic College. In the office where the value of these decorations can be seen, a middle-aged man with a very wide waist and a white wig sat in a velvet armchair with the help of two servants. The servant quietly delivered the food on the table to the professor in a specific order.

And the professor himself was flipping through the new issue of various mathematics-related weekly magazines that the servant had placed on the table in advance.

Different from Louis' young and superficial arrogance, although Professor Housman is well-known in Donick College for his arrogance, weirdness and difficulty, he never despises him because other countries' mathematics development is not as good as Sydney's. Any magazine, after all—gold occasionally emerges from the sand, and jade from the rough stone.

Although most of the time he is like now, frowning and scolding: "Who wrote this stupid article?! And who allowed it to be published?! They should all go to hell!"

"Idiot! Idiot! Insane!"

"Ha! How could anyone take three pages to solve such an obvious curve equation! Did anyone buy this magazine just to see your stupid equation-solving process?"

The servant who fed him was very calm in the face of the torrent of saliva, which was a daily routine every month.

"Huh? Infinity?"

However, there were some abnormalities today. Professor Housman, who was supposed to spray from beginning to end, suddenly calmed down.

His face, as smooth and pale as a steamed bun, wrinkled tightly.

He silently read the paper in his hand, his narrow eyes flashed, and he immediately ordered:

"Errol, go get this issue..."

He turned the cover and looked.

"Go and buy all of this issue of Mathematics and Physics. Remember, no copy is allowed to flow into other people's hands."

Errol put down the fork in his hand: "Yes, master."

……

"What do you mean no more?"

"Oh, my lord, I mean it's gone. This issue of Mathematics is very popular. Just now a student came to buy the last [-] copies. He said he was from Donick College. Their teacher wanted Give them lessons or something..."

"Only twenty copies in stock?"

"That's more than that, but before that student came, a group of students came to buy magazines. A large group of people bought a lot of them. There were dozens of copies, so they disappeared."

Errol frowned, it seemed that the master was going to lose his temper again, alas.

……

Unlike Professor Housman, who is extremely conceited, narrow-minded and eager to prove that he is the best professor in Sidney, most of the students and professors of Donick College are willing to share new knowledge.

This is also related to the current trend of thought. As Heller Velen said, people on the mainland believe that in the distant age of gods, some sages had already summed up all the mathematical laws of this fact. It was lost in the long river, and what they are doing now is to reproduce the knowledge of the original sages.

Under such a ideological background, it is difficult for everyone to treat a specific mathematical knowledge as private property, but think that their own discoveries should be shared with everyone else to avoid some repeated losses in the pursuit of past truths.

Therefore, a person with Professor Housman's character is really a rare gem.

Therefore, the concept of infinite series quickly spread in the Donic campus. Whether it is a new student or a senior who is about to graduate, they are all studying and discussing this "About what I call infinite series". Some properties of the series of numbers", and in the process of their discussion, in addition to arguing about the content of the paper itself, there was also a consensus-like question, that is-how did the author of this article, Riemann, come up with such a Counterintuitive theory?

And did he understand the meaning of the word "obviously"?

Their discussions, praises and doubts have not yet reached the ears of Riemann who is far away in Ulang.

Riemann is preparing to start school.

In the last few days before school started, he basically didn't go out, and his daily routine was to meditate, brush up skills, and beat the little duke... Ah no, discipline the little duke.

Considering that he won't be able to seamlessly stare at the little duke after school starts, he has been gradually developing Adi's supervisor skills these days.

For Adi, disciplining a lord who will become a duke in the future is obviously a very terrifying thing, but the fear of disappointing Riemann overwhelmed the fear in his heart. He truthfully reported the training status of the little duke to Riemann.

After these two days, Rock Fernandi finally realized the reality that Adi is Riemann's third eye. Beating him, scolding him, threatening him, intimidating him, and luring him are completely ineffective, he will only shiver Shaking, and then he stumbled over the weeds in the middle of the run and took a rest for 1 minute. This kind of thing was reported to Riemann in detail-he was so mad!This bastard!

Riemann hesitated - what should I bring to school in another world?No one sent him a teaching list... It feels a little weird to go to Mr. Monroe for this kind of thing, otherwise I should go to the Velen's and ask.

Riemann picked up the "Mathematics" on the desk and walked out - this is a sample issue sent by the magazine two days ago. After calculating the date, it should be released today. In fact, he hasn't opened it yet, because his own That article took up almost half of the thickness... This made him a little embarrassed, but considering that every Springs student seemed to be familiar with the above papers on the day "Mathematics and Physics" was released, Riemann decided or Take this with you and read it on the way to Velen's house.

He had just walked out of the room, before he even went downstairs, when he met the butler of the Duke's mansion on the stairs.

"Mr. Riemann, Mr. Monroe is visiting."

"Huh? The teacher is here?"

Riemann sped up his pace a little and quickly went down the stairs.

"Riemann!"

"Teacher?" When Riemann was a few sections away from the bottom of the stairs, he saw the excited Mr. Monroe striding towards him with this issue of "Mathematics and Physics" in his hand.

"Oh my God, Riemann! I have been studying a few ideas that came up when I was chatting with you some time ago. I was a little complacent. I am an old man, and I still have good new ideas when I am old. Well, I received the latest issue of "Mathematics" today, and I have to admit that I am old! Hahaha, young minds can always create the most brilliant ideas! God of light, I thought that after more than ten days I have known enough about your potential, but I still underestimated you!"

Riemann smiled shyly: "The teacher is overrated, it just happened to be inspired by Mr. Perol's article."