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Chapter 308: Learning for the Rise of the Zhulu Kingdom

In different eras, time passes differently in the simulator.

For example, in the last era, ten years passed in the Yao world, which is equivalent to one day in the current world.

But after the second era update, it will take twelve years for the Yao world to equal one day in the real world.

The unified calendar of the Yao people also makes the passage of time in the pixel world clearer and more intuitive.

Lu Yao found Shi Bao.

Today, Shi Bao is an octogenarian. He returned to Yancheng from Baibao and worked part-time as a mathematics lecturer at the College of Engineering. He is still the prophet who is most integrated with the masses.

The old prophet was leaning on a cane and was lecturing in a small room: "The relationship between numbers and words is inseparable. It can be traced back to the "A Brief History of the Tribe" recorded by the astrologer Shah Khan."

"In the "Tribal Trading Code" written by Shang Li, numbers have officially become a science. Each number is given a special meaning and can represent all the familiar things we see."

"However, the development of mathematics has always been tortuous. The Yao people are making continuous breakthroughs in various fields. On the contrary, this ancient basic knowledge has stagnated for a long time and has not formed a rich system."

"Who can answer me why this is happening?"

Shi Bao looked towards the audience.

One student raised his hand.

"Because math is so hard!"

This caused many people to laugh.

"Right."

Shi Bao asked: "Is there any more?"

Another student said: "I think it has something to do with the sacred book."

"Oh? Please tell me in detail."

Shi Bao motioned for the other party to continue.

The student stood up and said, "God Yao sent a gift. The sacred book recorded many divine texts, and many Yao scholars tried to decipher it, but to no avail."

"I looked through the relevant records in the library and it said that scholars are mainly divided into two schools. One is specialized in studying the divine characters in the books, and the other is focused on deciphering the divine symbols in the books."

"Each of those divine texts and talismans is very wonderful and profound, but the divine books need to be connected before they can be truly understood. Three eras have passed, and scholars still have no solution."

"The characters and words in the divine book have also caused the numbers and words to stagnate for a long time, because the further step may be the realm of the gods, which is not an area that humans can touch. Most scholars will stop because of fear and worry."

Shi Bao asked him: "Did you come up with all this yourself?"

"Yes."

The student said: "I also often go to museums, hoping to get inspiration from the sacred books. But...it's too difficult."

Lu Yao remembered this 16-year-old student.

His name is Jiujian, and his name is very sharp.

The person who just said that mathematics is too difficult is a female pixel villain named Shang Wu. She is sitting in the last row, her head is a mess, and she seems to be unable to keep up with her thinking.

Shi Bao leaned on his crutch and said: "I don't know what is recorded in the divine book. But the birth and progress of mathematics actually came from disaster."

"Everyone should know that the appearance of disaster beasts caused the Yao people to go through a very difficult period. Many people died due to floods, droughts and rock collapse."

"At this time, we only know how many people have been killed by the disaster. We cannot make people who have not experienced it realize the horror of natural disasters."

"However, the combination of numbers and words can do it."

"The flooding resulted in two deaths and this is how it has been described and recorded in the past."

He paused: "The flood killed two people, one of whom was a 6-year-old child and the other was the child's 26-year-old mother."

"What's the difference between these two sentences?"

Shi Bao looked at the students around him: "The latter is more accurate, because the combination of numbers and words can more accurately convey things that cannot be seen with one's own eyes. This is a simple application of mathematics."

"A higher-level usage is to design and build houses and make metal farm tools, including your daily purchase of food. For example, on two adjacent streets, the east street has 2 meatloaf and 1 seashell, and the west street has 1 meatloaf.

4 seashells and 3 seashells, what would you choose?"

"Of course West Street!"

In the unified voice, there was a discordant statement: "I choose East Street!"

The speaker was Shang Mang, who had previously found mathematics difficult.

She said: "One person can only eat one meatloaf. Normally, one meatloaf is enough for an adult. If you go to West Street to buy it, you have to pay an extra three seashells, and there is a lot of inventory pressure."

"The meatloaf cannot be stored for too long and must be eaten within 2 days, so 4 and 3 seashells are a small profit-making quantity for merchants and should not be considered by buyers."

Lu Yao can only say that she is worthy of being a child of a businessman family. It may be painful to discuss pure mathematics problems, but when it comes to specific business, her reaction becomes sharper.

"Everything you said is right."

A smiley face symbol appeared on Shi Bao's head: "The choice of West Street is based on pure price considerations, while the conclusion of East Street is more complex conditions and analysis. Behind them are mathematics. You will come to different conclusions.

, because different numbers and words are used as reference.”

"This is mathematics in action."

"You are the future of the Yao people. You will plan your own future. I believe that you will also calculate the width and depth of the ocean. One day, you will even be able to measure the sun in the sky..."

"I hope you don't forget mathematics. It won't lie to you. As long as you learn it, it will give you results."

Seeing this scene, Lu Yao thought of "Advanced Mathematics" in Yancheng Museum.

Maybe in the future of the pixel world, a mathematician will really decipher it, allowing the tool library of the high-dimensional world to truly expand in the low-dimensional world.



Lu Yao clicked the mouse to switch the screen back to Shacheng.

Shi Bao developed the subject of mathematics, which was a slight interruption.

The current focus of Lu Yao's attention is the issue of talent circulation between the two divine kingdoms of the Yao tribe and the Ring Realm Group.

He looked down over Shacheng and quickly found the migrant workers from the Kingdom of God in Shacheng.

Lu Shan, Zhu Hu, and others from the Bamboo Reed Kingdom are all planting cacti and building desert huts in the north of the city. They have gradually developed a tacit understanding with the cactus, but they don't understand the language, so they have to rely on [Blast Furnace Mead] to communicate.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Compared to these two, the other Lu people complained a bit.

"It's so hot, it's like a furnace in here."

"Brother Lushan, no one has seen us anyway, so we will take a short break. There are cacti and they are working hard, and they are not afraid of getting tired at all."

"It's just that there is so little water here, it's hot and dry, and I'm dying of thirst."

Faced with complaints and requests from his fellow tribesmen, Lu Shan said: "Everyone should work diligently and remember not to be lazy."

Zhuhu was even more ruthless: "If you can't bear the hardship, go back as soon as possible. Don't lose the face of Zhulu Country. Shacheng is not a place for you to come and enjoy. You'd better understand it!"

The reed residents suddenly no longer dared to complain and just went about their work one by one.

Lushan comforted him and said, "Compatriots, we are here to learn. The knowledge here on planting, construction, smelting, exploration, etc. is all knowledge that Zhulu Country urgently needs."

"We will face very difficult tests, but I hope everyone can remember to learn for the rise of Zhulu Country!"

"All the knowledge, skills and experience here may have a huge impact on the Kingdom of God in which we live. We must seize all the time to learn."

"We came to Shacheng not to stay in the end, but to go back and build our own Shacheng in Zhulu Country!"

These words calmed the irritability of the reed people, and they all became serious.

Lu Yao moved his perspective again and looked at the ghost world's only seedling, the ghost doctor's funeral corner.

At this time, the funeral director was receiving treatment.

Three Yao doctors wearing ghost armor surrounded him and placed him on a hospital bed.

The doctors in Shacheng are all ghost scholars.

One of the doctors asked him: "How do you feel now?"

"I feel...a lot more comfortable. I no longer feel weak or sleepy. I just feel itchy all over after the medicine was injected, and the wound will hurt a little."

The weakness on the funeral head has disappeared, and the health value has recovered from the previous 161 to 172.

"It seems that the [hybrid agent] is indeed effective."

"However, we are using a hybrid agent bred from Aedes mosquitoes, which may have side effects and requires long-term observation."

"The funeral clan is very close to the ghoul. Perhaps using the blood of the ghoul as the basis to make a [hybrid agent] will be more effective."

"To find the special blood source, we can only ask the mayor for help."

"You can also try other medicines and do a control course of treatment."

The funeral director saw the Yao doctors discussing for a while, and a mess lit up on his forehead: "...I thought I was here to treat ghosts, but I didn't expect to become the target of your treatment."

A ghost scholar said: "Doctors cannot heal themselves. Everyone has their own expertise. When we were still in the old empire, we often dealt with various difficult and complicated diseases. The Bo tribe used to fight for many years, and their weak medicine could not withstand the war.

loss."

"Have a good rest, pay attention to your physical condition at all times, and call us if you feel any discomfort."

The doctors finished speaking and left.

Fujiao was lying alone on the bed, with an oval-shaped thought frame floating above his head.

"The Yao people can really cure this kind of terminal disease. Master Buluo is indeed right. From now on, no one will die because of the funeral people who treat ghosts..."

"But why is this happening? The ghosts here are completely different from the ghosts in the ghost world."

"What is a magic potion? I don't understand it at all."

"Are there so many kinds of medicines in this world?"

"Am I a doctor or a patient?"

“Is my job to be healed or to be studied?”

Questions pop up on the head of the funeral pixel villain.



Lu Yao yawned and looked at the time.

Twelve thirty-two in the middle of the night.

It's time to rest.

Just as he was about to get up and wash up, a reminder popped up in the simulator.

[Pasha found the Longsu passage: Zhoudao.]

【Positioning completed.】

Lu Yao's spirit perked up and he immediately entered the boundary dimension space scene.

On the coordinate system displayed on the instrument panel, a yellow light spot is quite eye-catching, very close to the green spot in the Yao Clan's vortex world.

The positioning given by the Pasha showed that the passage world called Zhoudao was right ahead.

However, in the realm of interdimensional space, there is only a black nothingness.

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