Magic Academy, computer classroom for the paper marking department.

A group of mage apprentices are like hardworking bees, writing and correcting the answer sheet for the "intellectual level test" that is delivered.

It is related to the century-old lifeline of the "master plan" of the mage class. All test papers for the unification of mysterious magic college entrance examination will be scanned electronically and handed over to the Magic Academy for unified batch modification.

However, there are too many blank volumes, and the overall workload is controllable.

"I'm so irritating. If I were you, I wouldn't dare to take the exam." The tall and thin young apprentice corrected seven or eight answers in a row, and couldn't help but ridicule.

"Come on, don't you and I survived like this back then. Make a good change, and the result will be obtained before six o'clock." The beautiful girl apprentice comforted her.

In the next second, her bright eyes solidified like slurry.

"This? Is this an issue leak in advance?"

The girl's palms were sweating and trembling slightly, and the ergonomic mouse was almost unable to hold it firmly.

"What's wrong?" The middle-aged mage who was responsible for coordinating and controlling came over the answer sheets filled with text on the curved screen.

The outer circle also surrounded a group of curious and attentive apprentices.

"The questions are designed by senior executives of the association, and the difficulty level is beyond imagination. Even if you are leaking the questions, a group of people working overtime may not necessarily be able to touch the edge of the standard answer."

The middle-aged mage was wearing a pure white luxury robe, with a condensed aura, and his stiff face changed in less than two seconds.

"The three-three forbidden hands, aren't there many answers? Although the paper also answered the four-four forbidden hands and the long-selling hands, it still cannot balance the advantage of winning first, and it is still an ordinary person who has not broken through the barriers."

The girl rarely refuted, "There is still there."

The rollers passed by, and twenty-six regular starts were analyzed and detailed, and it was pointed out that nineteen of them would still win under the conditions of banning hands.

The apprentice behind couldn't help but murmur, "In addition to the rules of forbidden hand, there are actually exchange rules, Yamaguchi rules, and Sosov's starting rules... A question lasts only 24 minutes on average, how did he come up with it?"

"Using the forbidden hand to prove that you will win, and you will lose the right way, but the layout is perfect, the balance means are detailed, and the ingenious can be given 40-45 points." The middle-aged mage nodded and concluded.

The girl was embarrassed, "Teacher, there's still something behind her."

The silver screen shines, and a new screen is ushering in.

"Zemero's Theorem - In a limited game of two people, if both parties have complete information and the game does not involve luck, then among those who first or later, there must be a strategy of winning or unbeaten."

"Combined with mathematical induction, according to the following proof, there must be an unbeaten strategy for black chess."

Dimensional reduction strike!

This is already the strongest solution to the vast majority of "chess" games!

Because they all satisfy the elements of "limited" and "non-luck".

The middle-aged mage's face began to turn pale.

The tall and thin apprentice said, "In fact, this is just an invincible one, not a sure victory as required by the question."

But the girl seemed to have not noticed it and then rolled to the next page-

"Proof Two: Goji's first move to win programming proof method based on finding 'Threat-Space'."

Under the title is a dense collection of programming proof algorithms!

The middle-aged mage finally lost his mind and did not even look at the specific proof carefully. He shouted, "Click out the target and answer the other questions."

The girl said nervously, "Teacher, I don't have this authority."

"You open the interface, I will lose the magic power and activate the authorization code." The middle-aged mage said with a serious expression.

Immediately afterwards, the answers to the remaining questions of the mysterious candidates were presented to everyone one by one.

"It's another paper? Non-cooperative game equilibrium? In infinite games, Nash equilibrium tends to Pareto optimality, from betrayal to mutual loyalty?"

"I'll go, someone can actually calculate this equation in the exam room? That's eighty or ninety digits!"

"The question gives nature's idea of ​​survival of the fittest, and some people can really deduce the 'genetic algorithm'? Simulate the local optimal solution under the pressure of nature's evolution?"

"These answers exceed the original 'standard answer'?"

The sound of amazement was endless, and the meaning of praise came one after another.

One question after another that has been studied for several years has not been exaggerated, but in this heavy answer sheet, the fonts are neat and the strokes are clear, and there is not even a trace of modification.

The answerer is confident and has clear thoughts from beginning to end.

In the end, these mage apprentices who believed that they were the pride of heaven had turned from surprise to pale.

But in an instant, they witnessed the birth of a peerless genius with their own eyes.

The kind of big shots who can monopolize the entire school's cultivation resources appeared.

Ordinary people struggled to answer questions on the first floor. Their apprentice barely climbed up the second floor. The middle-aged mage sat firmly on the third floor. The examiner who set the questions worked on the fourth floor.

The answerer is on the fifth floor, looking down at the world through the clouds.

Even though they were hit and doubted about life, everyone was still fascinated by the answers.

The graceful explanation is like the fragrance of the world, guiding thoughts to dance gracefully.

But the length of the paper will end, just like the number of hours of life.

blank.

“What about the answer to question ninth?”

"Hurry and look at the answer to the tenth question!"

"Ah? It's also blank?"

For a moment, everyone, including the middle-aged mage, looked at each other and puzzled each other.

"I remember the ninth and tenth questions were the kind of questions that could make a fortune in troubled waters." The girl apprentice frowned and analyzed, "Why is the easiest thing to not answer instead?"

"Yes, you can get 50 points in one question, and get 30 points to get real materials, but it should not be difficult to take a shortcut to get 5 points and 10 points."

A genius who has solved eight questions in a row cannot answer the last two comfort questions?

It's a bit ridiculous.

The middle-aged mage's eyes gradually became deeper, and incredible thoughts arose.

"Click out his other subject results!"

The girl's apprentice's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly switched to the database background to search.

Then, her throat sound trembled like a bone stuck in her throat, which was hard to say.

“250 points!”

"250 points basic, 400 points intelligence, and a score that is completely opposite to mortals, interesting." The middle-aged mage shook his head on the spot, smiled bitterly and turned around and left.

There were a group of apprentices who were confused by the trees, and some of them were not clear about the situation.

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, think about how many points you scored for admission?"

"400 points basic, 250 points intelligence, and the addition is exactly 650 points pressure line. Don't everyone do this?"

The "spell model" cast by the mage requires a lot of memory, and the "super magic skills" are memorized through the body before they can be transformed into instinct.

The "basic knowledge" tests memory level.

But diligence can make up for shortcomings, and the level of 400 points can be achieved by memorizing hard work. The Mage Association also recognizes that this is also the only way for most people to get points.

"This can't explain why he didn't answer the last two questions."

"I'm stupid, how did you come in? This great master got 8 questions and scored 400 points. Since he has already pressed the line, why should I write it again?"

"I!!!"

For a moment, the sound of breathing and breathing filled the classroom.

Is it really confident that I can get a full score of 400 with just 8 questions?

If he loses one point, he will kneel under the hard standard line of 650 points, and he will suffer for life!

Is this the confidence of a true "genius"?

At this time, the middle-aged mage had already walked to the gate and looked back at the apprentices who were talking, and couldn't help but chuckling.

"Prepare to welcome this new classmate. You will see that the ending you are striving to be is just the starting point for these geniuses. I have to report this to the superior first."

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Lynch in the center of the storm was handcuffed with fine steel heavy iron shackles, and walked down from the prison car with a staggering pace.

After this night, the fate of whether to continue reincarnation will be announced soon.

I have to say that after he overcomes the eighth question, he has just used up.

What are the following two questions?

I can't even understand it.

So for the last 48 minutes, Lynch turned around and copied the paper "Gomoku and Threat-Space Search" that Victor Allis in 1992 was programming to prove that he would win in Gomoku in Goji through programming.

Alas, it’s better than nothing. I hope the teacher will give you some face.

Three points depend on destiny and seven points depend on hard work, leaving ninety points, with a strong relationship between teachers and students.

The guards on the side looked at Lynch's middle finger with his pen marks, and came over to ask curiously.

"When I first left the exam room, I saw someone saying that the answers to the third question were 688, 1599 and 8600, and you seemed to have filled in the wrong one."

Lynch couldn't help but glance at the guard beside him.

Brother, you can only communicate with me about this topic.

He smiled pursed his lips and explained, "The answer is wrong."

"Why? I just pressed the calculator in the car, right."

“Your calculator has not enough digits.”

"ah?"
Chapter completed!