The days of learning black magic in another world

Donic Academy?

Riemann's first reaction was—huh?Are you changing the map again?

Then he reacted quickly.

The task of the Chester family has not even started, and the Iserveld family has not yet mixed in. The establishment of magicians is clearly within reach, but they don't know where to start...

In this case, change to a ghost map...

So, he said with a look of embarrassment: "Although I really yearn for Donic Academy..."

Is it Donic?Or Nidok?Knido?Why can't it be named in some common Sidney language, this Sidney College...

"However, I just found my mother, teacher, I know you have great expectations for me, but... I'm sorry, I hope to be with my family who finally reunited..."

"I'm really sorry, but teacher, please believe me! I will definitely work harder, even if I don't go to Donic Academy, I will definitely be able to show enough results to prove myself!"

Riemann reviewed his words in his heart, and felt that it should be enough to convince Achill Monroe, so he raised his head and looked at him earnestly.

The result was a tearful Archel Monroe.

Riemann:?

"teacher?"

Although the word tearful is indeed a bit exaggerated, there was indeed a tear in the corner of Monroe's eyes. He looked into the distance and said to Riemann after a long silence:

"Riemann, I have to be honest, I can't tell you what a pity... such things."

"It's better to say, I'm grateful that you chose to stay."

"For you, Donic Academy may be a place where you can unleash all your creativity, but..."

"Teacher? Do you have any bad memories in Donic Academy?"

Monroe shook his head: "No, it's not me, it's my father."

"Riemann, your theory of infinite series has been welcomed by everyone in Donic Academy, but they will not welcome all new theories."

"Only new theories approved by Donic Academy can be called new theories. Others are heresies."

"50 years ago, when I was a child, my father was a student at Donic College. He was always immersed in his own world, and he was very persistent. Once an idea came to him, he would go on and on. Study on."

"After he entered Dunic College, he didn't know when he started, but he was always troubled by the same question. Why can't the parallel axiom be proved by other axioms?"

"Of course, he is not the only one troubled by this problem. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have had this confusion, but he is the most persistent one."

"He thought and thought, and thought and thought, and finally decided to make his own parallel axiom hypothesis in the year when he was due to hand in his graduation thesis."

"Through a point outside the line, at least two lines are parallel to the known line."

Riemann was stunned—the hyperbolic parallel axiom?

On the earth, Lobachevsky replaced Euclid's parallel axiom with the hyperbolic parallel axiom, which is the well-known "there is one and only one straight line parallel to the known straight line through a point outside the straight line", and created the his own geometric system.

After replacing Euclidean parallel axiom with hyperbolic parallel axiom, a series of new propositions different from Euclidean geometry system can be introduced, the most widely known one is that the interior angle of a triangle is less than 180 degrees.

After Achill Monroe finished speaking, there was a long silence.

Riemann could more or less guess what happened later, and the cold reception that non-Euclidean geometry suffered during this period...you can imagine.

"Riemann, you should know that the current geometric system was established by the God of Light."

ha?

Riemann was dumbfounded-should he know this?

What's the meaning?What does it mean that the current geometric system was established by the God of Light?Is this really a world where the gods are all mathematicians? ? ? !

Achill Monroe didn't notice Riemann's pupil quake, and continued on his own: "It is for this reason that Donick College refuses to recognize his father's theory, even if his thesis is perfect, he The theory is completely self-consistent."

"And...he didn't mean to overthrow the geometric system established by the God of Light! He just expanded this foundation! The people of Donic Academy...but..."

Riemann stepped forward and patted Achill Monroe on the back: "Teacher, I already understand what you want to tell and your mood, if you don't want to recall those bad things, it doesn't matter if you don't need to continue talking. "

Monroe: "Oh Riemann... you are such a considerate child... In short, since then, I have decided to build a mathematics world where Donick College has the final say. For this reason, I endure hatred I went to Sidney to apply for Donic College, and when they accepted me, they specifically said—ah, is this the child of Frere Monroe? It doesn’t matter, Donic College doesn’t ask about my background, even if it’s Frere Monroe’s child. Luo's child, we will not treat you differently."

"I was young and energetic at the time, thinking that I would become a better mathematician than everyone else, and I thought that as long as I became a better mathematician than everyone else, I could vindicate my father's theory and tell everyone Man, the Donic Academy isn't the truth, and they can be wrong."

"But I was too young, I underestimated other people, they are equally talented, equally talented, I only have one person, there are countless people in Donic Academy, maybe I have become a famous mathematician in the whole continent, but I still can't Shake the giant of Donic Academy, because standing behind it are countless people at the same level as me."

"So I returned to Wulang and established the Springs Academy. I searched for geniuses in this land, taught them, and led them. I hope that one day they will grow to the point where they can compete with Donic Academy..."

"Riemann... I am very lucky. I am in my seventies and eighties, and I may leave this world at any time to embrace the age of the God of Light... I thought this goal would not be possible until hundreds of years after my death. I am really lucky to have met you."

"Son... I know this may be a bit embarrassing for you, and I also know that I shouldn't impose my wishes on others..."

"No, teacher." Riemann interrupted Achill Monroe, "The teacher brought me out of Butterley County and reshaped my life. I should have gone through fire and water for the teacher. Why did the teacher Saying that this is imposing your wish on me, I should have fulfilled your wish for the teacher, shouldn't I?"

"Riemann..."

"Thank you."

Riemann comforted Achill Monroe, who was completely caught in the memories of the past, and kept thinking about that sentence in his heart-"Riemann, you should know that the current geometric system was established by the God of Light."

God of light, is it just that he happens to be a mathematician?

Like the magic core of this world happens to be a math problem?

He frowned, walking slowly down the hallway, thinking.

"Huh? Peg Chester?"

When Riemann realized that he had yelled, the blond young man had already turned his head along with the sound, and the blond middle-aged man beside him also turned his head.

Riemann's face froze, but only for a moment, and no one should be aware of it except himself.

He quickly put on a surprised expression and ran towards Peg Chester.

"Hi, Chester, good afternoon."

"...Good afternoon, Riemann."

Peg Chester looked a little complicated, and his mood was also a little complicated.

When he hadn't met Riemann at first, the only thing he knew about him was that he was the student Mr. Monroe brought back from Bartley County - of course he also knew that the other party was from a poor family, but this proved that Monroe Mr. has a unique vision, or in other words, it shows the other party's talent and talent.

He originally thought that after entering Springs College, he might be able to help Mr. Monroe lead and forge this rough jade.

But... things didn't develop as he imagined. The other party insisted on hanging out with that traitor, Heller Velen, and then showed a stubborn and rebellious habit that didn't match the rumors, which made him treat Monroe There was more than a trace of suspicion in Mr.'s eyes.

Of course, Riemann soon proved him wrong.

He was wrong from the beginning, Riemann was not an unforged piece of jade, he was a mature... genius from the beginning.

Peg Chester had to admit that even though he was constantly being called the genius of Ulan and the future Achill Monroe by others in the first 18 years of his life, when the real genius appeared, he knew that they all Wrong, really someone's thoughts can be like the light that cuts through the night, flashing so hard that people can't open their eyes.

Before real geniuses appeared, those smart people who were a little bit smarter than ordinary people could be called geniuses, but after Riemann appeared, he knew how wrong they were. True geniuses, It is not possible to catch up with ordinary intelligence.

It's just...he really couldn't adjust his mentality for a while, especially when he looked at the father he had admired since he was a child. Listening to a lecture in front of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child...

He couldn't accept this fact.

"Chester, I just saw you frowning on the part of judging convergence and divergence on the podium. Is there something I don't understand? I just spoke a little too fast because I didn't want to delay everyone's meal... If you don't mind, I will Let me tell you about it during lunch."

"what?"

"Peg, don't be so rude." The blond middle-aged man frowned at Peg Chester.

"I'm sorry, Father, I'm just... a little surprised."

"Since it was Mr. Riemann's kindness, you should thank him politely, and Mr. Riemann noticed your slight reaction among the people so considerately, but you are so rude, it is really offensive!"

Peg Chester wanted to yell aggrievedly—it was Riemann's sudden thoughtfulness that made him puzzled!They were obviously still flirting with each other a few days ago!

But he could only squeeze out the standard business smile of Chester's family: "Thank you, Riemann."

Riemann showed a bright smile: "It's okay, we are classmates. Are you planning to go home for dinner?"

Brambert Chester turned his head and said to Riemann: "Yes, we are planning to go back to the mansion for dinner. If Mr. Riemann doesn't mind, let's come together. I also have some questions to ask Mr. Riemann .”

"Then I'm sorry."