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Zhai City Space Center, in the lounge.

Zhang Zhai sat cross-legged on the ground. The coldness of the ground made Zhang Zhai feel very comfortable. This way of being close to the natural environment kept his mind in a clear state.

"Swish... Swish..."

The tip of the pen slid across the white manuscript paper, constantly making the black writing occupy the blank manuscript paper.

One page...two pages...

The manuscript paper was filled with various formulas. Zhang Zhai did not copy the proof process of his predecessors, but tried to solve it from scratch according to the core idea.

The lounge was so quiet that there were no voices or other noises.

This kind of environment will make people feel an irrepressible sense of loneliness and loneliness, but Zhang Zhai, who is completely immersed in the proof of Goldbach's conjecture, can't feel it at all.

These symbols that look like heavenly scriptures to outsiders, in Zhang Zhai's eyes, are the universe with infinite mysteries. This boring process is also a magnificent epic, which is not inferior to the passion and shock of a warrior defeating a dragon.

Zhang Zhai's hand has never stopped. His strokes are very smooth on the paper, and he writes the most gorgeous chapters with the most precise mathematical language.

The more Zhang Zhai proves, the more excited he becomes. Goldbach conjectures that this is not a difficult problem. Even if the most critical step has not been proved, Zhang Zhai can feel that it is extremely difficult to completely prove this conjecture.

Its depth and vastness make human wisdom feel very small. Whenever you think you have a glimpse of the whole picture, you realize that it is just the tip of the iceberg.

However, precisely because of this, Zhang Zhai became even more excited, and the sense of accomplishment from overcoming difficulties is addictive!

Zhang Zhai stared at the manuscript paper in his hand, his eyes showed excitement and excitement, and there seemed to be a hint of madness hidden.

Zhang Zhai's hand moved quickly on the paper, and his brain was running at an extremely fast speed to maintain the unstoppable movement on his hand.

"Wow~"

The manuscript paper full of formulas was not carefully gathered by Zhang Zhai, but scattered towards the sky at will, and then slowly fell to a corner in the lounge, the ground, or a corner of the wall, or the head of the bed.

A piece of manuscript paper fell from the air, lightly landed on top of Zhang Zhai's head, and landed firmly on Zhang Zhai's head.

Zhang Di didn't have time to take care of it at all, he didn't stop his hands, he just shook his head, letting the manuscript paper above his head fall down again.

"Pad... paddle..."

The sound of the pen tip across the paper became the only continuous sound in the lounge.

Different frequencies, fast or slow rhythms, make this subtle sound a bit pleasant.

The stack of manuscript paper in Zhang Zhai's hand was getting thinner and thinner, and the gel pen in his right hand had to be replaced several times due to lack of ink.

Time disappeared as Zhang Zhai continued to advance the proof steps.

It started at nine o'clock in the morning, gradually reached ten o'clock, then reached eleven o'clock, and finally... the time came to twelve o'clock at noon.

Zhang Zhai, who has been maintaining a high-intensity brain operation, can no longer support it. It's not because his thinking has reached a dead end or his inspiration is exhausted, but...he is hungry.

"Gulu Gulu... Gululu..."

High-intensity brain use consumes a lot of energy. As a result, even though he hasn't moved much all morning, he is hungry faster than usual.

Zhang Zhai heard his stomach ringing for the third time, and the ringing became louder each time. He had no choice but to cut off his inspirational state of mind, stopped writing, and patted his stomach.

"Haste makes waste, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry... The most important thing is that it proves that it's not that urgent." Zhang Zhai said, his eyes glanced at the last piece of paper in his hand, the meaning of the last step on it The translation is.

"Thus, '3+3' is proved."

Zhang Zhai has already advanced the proof of Goldbach's conjecture from scratch to 3+3.

In just half a day, even for re-verification, this speed is already very fast.

"If I start to prove 1+1... don't say I'm hungry, I won't stop after three days of starvation." Zhang Zhai smiled self-deprecatingly, then got up from the ground, and patted the dust on his legs.

Scanning the entire bedroom, there are scattered manuscript papers all over the room.

Zhang Zhai stretched out his feet, swept the manuscript papers blocking the way to the door to both sides, and then walked out directly.

Opening the door of the lounge, the spider and the wild wolf were meticulously standing on both sides of the door, standing in a military posture.

"Crack!"

Zhang Zhai walked out, closed the door with his backhand, and walked straight to the cafeteria.

The spider and the wild wolf followed directly behind Zhang Zhai without saying a word.

Zhang Zhai lowered his head halfway, and while walking, he was still thinking about Goldbach's conjecture.

"At first, I wanted to start the proof again from the beginning, reorganize my thinking, and look for the inspiration to crack the last proof of 1+1, but... until now, I have no clue..."

Zhang Zhai thought silently and kept shaking his head.

...

Zhang Zhai walked at a constant speed, and soon reached the elevator at the end of the corridor.

The elevator door was closed tightly, but Zhang Zhai didn't pay attention at all, and slammed into the elevator door directly.

Fortunately, the spider came to his senses and rushed over, and opened the elevator door before Zhang Zhai hit it, allowing Zhang Zhai to enter the elevator smoothly.

"Mr. Zhang, which floor are we going to?" Spider asked.

"Whatever." Zhang Zhai said casually, still thinking about the 1+1 issue in his mind.

"This step is completely different from the previous proof of 9+9 and the law that can be used to prove 3+3. This step is completely different from the previous proof steps.

It can be said... harder than all the previous steps forward combined.

Moreover, this step is also the most important and critical step to prove Goldbach's conjecture. "

Zhang Zhai lowered his head halfway, thinking silently.

But the spider standing aside was dumbfounded when he heard Zhang Di's words.

"Huh? Mr. Zhang? Anything?"

casual? Which floor do you want to go to? Dozens of floors underground and dozens of floors above ground, where are they going?

Hearing the startled voice of the spider, Zhang Zhai reacted, and added, "Go to the cafeteria."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." The spider understood and pressed the button on the 15th floor.

Zhang Zhai was deep in thought, and the other two didn't talk much.

As a result, the elevator became very quiet, only the slight breathing of a few people.

...

The elevator soon stopped at the cafeteria on the 15th floor. While thinking in his heart, Zhang Zhai subconsciously stepped forward and walked towards the window.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you need to eat?" Seeing that it was Zhang Zhai, the cafeteria staff asked respectfully.

Zhang Zhai was obviously absent-minded, his eyes were out of focus, and when he heard the voice, he said, "whatever"

"Ah?" The chef in the cafeteria was stunned, wondering what he meant.

Just when he was about to ask again, Zhang Zhai had already turned around and walked to the table in the cafeteria, and sat down.

Fortunately, at this time the spider has already realized what is going on.

"Mr. Zhang must be thinking about some scientific problem again. Maybe this is a genius scientist who thinks about world problems all the time and immerses himself in the ocean of truth." Spider looked at Zhang Zhai with envy in his eyes.

He turned back to the chef and said, "Just take what Mr. Zhang usually eats."

"So I understand, just wait for a while, and it will be served right away." The chef shook his head and was ready to go.

At this moment, Zhang Zhai, who was sitting at the dining table, still had his eyes glazed over, but he was thinking intensely in his mind.

"The previous sieve method is definitely ineffective for 1+1. Either we should further improve the sieve method like Chen Jingrun, or we should abandon the sieve method and create a new mathematical tool or discover a new mathematical theory. , to solve this problem.

If you want to improve the screening method, where should you start..."

Zhang Zhai was thinking, his whole body was immersed in the thinking in his mind, and he was not interested in the surrounding things at all.