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Text Twenty-three, the culmination of mathematics

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    ? John Joseph Pershing turned into a troll like a mountain, and with one punch, countless walls collapsed, but no matter how hard he tried, there were always countless mazes and countless math problems in front of him.

    Even once, the math problem in front of him was seven plus eight. He did a mental calculation, and it seemed to be sixteen. As a result, the wall was harder to smash than normal.

    Perxing yelled wildly: "Zhou Qiusheng, your math maze is just something for children, it can't trap me at all."

    "Look at how I can completely smash this deceiving ghost into pieces."

    Sadly, John Joseph Pershing couldn't understand these math problems at all.

    On many walls, there are notes such as the completion of the solution, reducing one wall, forcibly smashing it, and adding three walls.

    John Joseph Pershing walked back and forth in the maze, no wall could stop him, but no matter how many walls he smashed, there were always more walls, more passages, and more math problems in front of him

    And there are more and more!

    Mathematics never deceives people, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it.

    A Tier 4 professional couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "Zhou Qiusheng, if you still haven't released General Pershing and angered him, there will be no good end for you."

    Zhou Qiusheng smiled faintly, and said, "It's as if you've offended me, and there will be no good end."

    "You are not worthy of such high-end skills as a math maze, so come to a small town and be a problem solver!"

    Zhou Qiusheng did give Hu Huan some face, he didn't make a move to kill someone, he made a false push, and a table and a math paper appeared in front of everyone.

    A few fourth-orders wanted to break free. If Zhou Qiusheng was still a fourth-order, they would not be able to trap them just by being a problem solver in a small town. They would have to go to the math maze.  If he was promoted to the fifth rank, he would be able to trap these fourth ranks to death just by being a small town.

    As for below the third level, what is the difference between Zhou Qiusheng and ordinary people?

    Everyone who intends to make a move against Zhou Qiu, including more than a dozen professionals, and a large number of armed policemen, was thrown into the mathematics hell by him as a small town problem solver, and forced to sit in front of a small table  , Facing a math test paper, scratching their heads one by one, working hard on the questions.

    To be able to enter state organs, most people still have certain mathematical attainments, and a few people still can't break free and can only answer the paper patiently.

    It's just that after they answer one question, they will have a grade. Those with a lower score will be given a new paper with the difficulty maintained or even lowered, and those with a higher score will be given a slightly stronger paper.

    Zhou Qiusheng made a move, understated, and solved all the enemies. There were only a few people who thought they were scumbags and were used to being salary thieves. They didn't step forward at all, so they weren't trapped by Zhou Qiusheng.

    The commander of the fire force in the distance, seeing Zhou Qiusheng among a group of his own people, did not dare to order the bombardment, but not long after, he saw Zhou Qiusheng leave those people.

    The commander was slightly happy, and was about to ask the nearby tanks and rocket launchers to shoot Zhou Qiusheng a few shots, when he found a test paper in front of his eyes. As an ordinary person, he couldn't help but picked up the virtual pen and paper, and started  to do the question.

    In front of the tank soldiers, there is a field area x, our tank speed xx, armor degree xx, how many shells it has, the enemy tank speed xx, armor xx, how many shells it has, how to arrange the formation to completely kill the opponent?

    This kind of math problem seems simple, but in fact it is no longer a junior high level. It can only be encountered in universities. The difficulty is completely beyond the outline. Without computer assistance, it is impossible to set up a mathematical model.

    In just a few tens of minutes, all the professionals, armed policemen, and even military units near Tianmoling's house fell into a mathematical hell. Everyone fell into countless mathematical formulas, calculations, length, width, height, and volume countless  among mathematical concepts.

    Then Zhou Qiusheng leisurely went to book restaurants and hotels for Hu Huan and Bai Nishang.

    Hu Huan really wanted to see Ling Xiao, but he had to get rid of Bai Nishang first, so he clearly knew that Ling Xiao was in the manor, only a few kilometers away, but he couldn't go there.

    When Zhou Qiusheng came back, he accompanied Bai Nishang to leave the Shadow of Everything, and took a special look at the vicinity of Ling's house, and couldn't help but ask, "What did you do to them?"

    Zhou Qiusheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "As you said, you can't kill them, so I gave them some math training."

    "Don't worry, if they have the level of a high school student, they will be able to escape. I only set the highest difficulty to the college entrance examination."

    Hu Huan couldn't help being curious, and asked: "You used a small town as a questioner? ??What level did you do in the best one?  "

    Zhou Qiusheng observed for a while, and said: "The best one has already reached the third grade of elementary school. In the American army, there are still a few guys who are good at mathematics."

    Bai Nishang looked interesting and said, "Mr. Zhou, give me a math problem too. I want to do it too."

    Zhou Qiusheng smiled slightly and said, "I'll give you a question."

    "If Hu Huan treats you to a meal, the happiness level will be increased by five, but you can treat up to three meals a day, shopping once, and the happiness level will be eight He only has 300 yuan in his hand. May I ask you to reach the happiness level of 100 as soon as possible?  How to distribute it?"

    Bai Nishang calculated for a while, and said: "I will secretly adjust the pleasure level of eating to ten."

    Zhou Qiusheng shook his head and said, "That won't work!"

    Bai Nishang said: "Then I can adjust the initial happiness level to 100. Huanhuan doesn't have to do anything to make my happiness level full."

    Zhou Qiusheng thought to himself: "How many handfuls of mathematician's dog food can fill you up? Let me tell you, two handfuls are enough."

    Zhou Qiusheng booked a Chinese restaurant for Hu Huan and Bai Nishang. When the first course was served, Perxing finally gave up trying to break the barrier and answered a question patiently.

    This question is how much is five plus six equals, he answered a twelve, and then saw that there were a few more walls in the maze, and started to violently destroy again in anger.

    But soon he held his temper again, because Pershing also understood that even if he was a few times stronger, he still couldn't break the maze of mathematics, so he could only choose to continue doing the questions. This time he used his fingers and finally got it right  After answering a question, three walls collapsed in front of him, and there was a hint, which was his reward for answering the question for the first time.

    John Joseph Pershing was so happy that he used his hands, feet and fingers together, and quickly passed a few levels, and then encountered the more difficult four mixed arithmetic problems.

    He is anxious, but he has hints, and can provide video tutorials and paper textbooks

    Perxing didn't know that the level of the math maze was comparable to that of Zhou Qiusheng, so when he made progress, he didn't know that what awaited him was not getting closer to the exit of the maze, but getting closer to the maze.  vertex.

    For the scumbags, it means getting closer and closer to despair.
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