The days of learning black magic in another world

"Mrs. Furina, Xingxi Academy means a lot to me. I really don't want to let go of this opportunity. After all, you know that it is difficult for even the royal family to enter Xingxi Academy, let alone ordinary people. Only a lucky few are accepted."

"So I can't give up here."

"As for the Marquis..." Riemann smiled, not the kind of shy smile he usually likes to hang on his face, but a confident smile that makes people unstoppable, "Ma'am, Queen Sydney can do it for one of my papers." Hired me with the earldom, but that paper is just the beginning, I will write more and more valuable articles in the future, I will let this continent, even if a mathematician is mentioned, even a kid selling newspapers on the roadside The first reaction will only be my name Riemann."

"It's just a marquis. Does Madam think I can't get it by myself?"

Mrs. Frenner really wanted to say, "Do you know what a Marquis means?" With a smile, those words stopped in her throat, unable to form a sound smoothly.

"In short, that's it." Riemann concluded lightly, "Mrs. Frena, I will not change my mind. By the way, I will arrange some affairs before going to Xingxi Academy. I probably don't have much time to come to the house. gone."

Mrs. Ferina wanted to stop him, but she suddenly realized that Riemann was only here to inform her. She was very familiar with the arbitrariness in that discourse. It was as if she had met Marianne's eldest son for the first time. The impression of that good-tempered young man who was rubbed by others gradually faded away, and turned into the one who just left a word and turned around without hesitation and left. There was a gentle smile on the corners of his eyes, brows, brows, and mouth, but it just made people feel unshakable. teenager.

Riemann walked out of the study briskly.

With the admission qualification of the Academy of Magic, he finally doesn't have to do nothing to accompany the family in acting.

What a relief.

Nevertheless, he went to Lady Marianne and told her of his decision.

Mrs. Marianne is very happy for him. For Mrs. Marianne, although she does not regard fame and wealth as dung (after all, the living standards and status of the Marquis and Countess are still much worse), she is very happy that Riemann He is a man who regards fame and wealth as dung.

Especially after hearing Riemann's retelling of how he persuaded Mrs. Furina, Marianne was almost moved to tears, as if she had seen the day when she became the mother of the greatest mathematician in the mainland.

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After Riemann left Iserveld's house, he took a carriage to Mr. Monroe's.

Mr. Monroe heard that he wanted to go to Sidney. Although he was a little regretful, he was mentally prepared. The conditions offered by the Queen were indeed hard to refuse-but Riemann quickly added that it was not Donic College. It's Xingxi Academy.

Mr. Monroe: "Huh?"

In fact, he felt a little dazed in his heart. Xingxi College is indeed very famous, and it has the background of the Holy See. It is indeed a sacred place in the hearts of students, but it has nothing to do with... Mathematics, a normal mathematician. Xingxi Academy should not appear on the study tour route, but Mr. Monroe subconsciously thought that it was better than going to Donic Academy... But in fact, from the perspective of Riemann's own mathematical development route, going to Donic is definitely better than going to Donic Academy. Xing Xiqiang, alas, Mr. Monroe was a little confused for a while.But he finally chose to follow Riemann's decision and his inner likes and dislikes, and sincerely congratulated Riemann.

Riemann added: "Teacher, I know that this decision sounds difficult to understand at first, but please believe my sincerity in mathematics. I didn't suddenly decide to change my career to be a theological researcher. No matter where I am, I don't care. I will waste my studies, I will send letters back to Wulang regularly, please wait for my new theory, teacher!"

Mr. Monroe's eyes and expression softened: "Son, of course I believe you. In fact, out of a teacher's habit, I subconsciously wanted to tell you not to get too addicted to new things when you arrive in Sydney. field, remember to complete your calculus theory, relying on the privileges of some founders, I read this issue of "Mathematics" in advance, and when others are still exploring the plane range you framed, you have already been on top of it. It's built on a new and solid frame, so I figured that would be the same if I didn't say it."

"Son, although I don't know why you chose Xingxi Academy, I wish you all your wishes and success in your studies."

Riemann moved slightly in his heart, and said sincerely: "Thank you... Teacher. Teacher, please believe me, one day, I will vindicate your father's theory."

Apart from Monroe, the only acquaintance of Riemann in Wangcheng is Heller Velen.

Heller Velen's reaction was much more straightforward than Mr. Monroe's.

"Ah?? Xingxi Academy? What are you doing there?! Are you going to change your career to become a priest? Don't, if you are a genius like you, if you don't become a mathematician, my father will be heartbroken to death!"

Even though Heller Velen has been emphasizing that his belief in the God of Light is pure and has no offensive meaning, but apart from him, I am afraid that no one will react in this way to Riemann's choice-even if others feel that Riemann His choice was wrong, it was a waste of his talents, and he would never say it, because Xingxi College is a place to study theology on the surface. The pursuit of theology should come after other things, which makes faith impure.

Riemann fooled him casually: "I have some ideas, I think maybe I can find a way to analyze God's will in a mathematical way, so I plan to go to Xingxi Academy to have a look."

"Wow!! Really? It's you!"

After successfully accepting Riemann's nonsense reasons, Heller became much calmer, and began to talk to him about the climate and customs of Sidney, and what to pay attention to when going there.

Riemann chatted with him for a while, and finally said the most important purpose of today's visit before leaving.

"Heller, actually, I always thought your experiment was very interesting."

"Pfft——" Heller Velen spit out a mouthful of tea, and he pulled out a handkerchief to wipe himself in a panic, "What, what is interesting...don't say it...I don't want to To carry the notoriety of being a student of Mr. Monroe's..."

Riemann smiled: "Have you done any other experiments?"

Heller was silent for a while, then scratched his head: "Actually... yes."

He sighed heavily, and scratched his hair into a chicken coop with both hands, before he gave up and said: "I don't know why I just can't let go of those thoughts. I know I shouldn't do it, but I still endure it." Can't stop... Let's say the paper you submitted a few days ago, to be honest, I am very grateful that you treat me as a friend, and I also know that it is because you regard me as a friend that you sent me in advance Thesis, but next time I don’t need it. Seriously, after receiving your letter, I was shut up in my study by my father every night to study your new thesis... He insisted on saying something, the stupid bird flew first, since someone saw it before others The opportunity for your new paper, no matter what this time, you must first understand it before others, and then seize the opportunity to contribute to Mathematics..."

"Ahhh, my God of Light, do you think I am the material... Then I stared at your paper in a daze. To be honest, I didn't feel any inspiration from mathematics, but I recalled a The thing that I used to think when I was very young is that we all know that the definition of speed is the distance traveled divided by the time spent on this road, which means in other words, the speed times the time spent is The distance passed, but this speed is very different from the speed we usually talk about, isn't it?"

"For example, I said, you walked very slowly just now, but now you are much faster. Isn't this speed very different from the speed in the definition?"

"Then I began to think, if a thing goes fast for a while and walks slowly for a while, of course I can measure the distance it has traveled after it stops, divide it by the time it takes, and get this so-called speed, but this is too boring, I wonder, how can I know how far it has traveled when I only know its constantly changing speed?"

He spoke very carefully and hesitated. It was rare for Riemann to see him say something so carefully. Riemann smiled and encouraged him to continue.

"Cough, of course, this problem made me dizzy, and I couldn't think of a solution at all, and then... After many years, I gradually forgot about this question at the beginning, but I stared at your paper in a daze that day. Suddenly, it seems that according to your thinking... you can solve the problem that has troubled me for a long time!! You see, as long as the speed..."

He danced and explained his ideas to Riemann. Although he spoke in a mess, Riemann easily understood what he was talking about, because what he said was one of the most classic uses of calculus.

"Of course I dare not tell others. I read your paper and thought about it for a long time before I came up with such an idea that has nothing to do with mathematics..."

Riemann: "That's the idea, I'm very interested, have you considered writing it down?"

Heller blinked: "Huh?"

Riemann said it again patiently: "Have you written this idea completely?"

Heller: "It's kind of like a draft..."

Riemann: "That's good, you sort it out and give it to me. I'll take it to Mathematics and let them publish your article as a supplement to my paper."

Heller: "Huh?!!! But this, but this..."

Riemann: "I think your thinking this time is different from the last time about the volume of air. On the one hand, this does not involve any God's regulations on nature. Speed ​​is an artificially defined concept. On the other hand, you have not carried out Any substantive experiment, it's just a kind of realization in your head of my theory, isn't it?"

Heller thought for a long time, and actually felt that what Riemann said made sense... Oh my god!Is he really going to publish a paper in Mathematics? !

Riemann: "I'm going to Sidney in the future, so I can't come to chat with you often. If you have any similar experiments or ideas, if you don't mind, you can write to me. I also want to find someone to talk about such topics. But as you said, most people are not only not interested in these things, but even a little disgusted, after all, this is already on the verge of offending God... So, it seems that the two of us can only keep each other warm in the dark."

Riemann spread his hands with a smile while talking.

The reason why he decided to guide Heller to continue to develop on the career path of "scientist" was that on the one hand, he couldn't see the talents of scientists being buried. At least leave a hole for Heller to practice, so as not to waste his genius.

On the other hand... Riemann's eyes sank, if one day... then Heller can also be a back-up player, but he shook his head, there shouldn't be such a day-to finish his magic After he understands the way, he can be a magician in another world with peace of mind!