Mystery Makes Me Strong

Under the urging of everyone, the commander of Party A finally came up with a brilliant idea...

...

One day later.

In the urban world.

Wen Rensheng's office welcomed a special guest.

This is a big and strong man.

The other party came up and placed a full 100 kilograms of gold on his desk.

"There is only one requirement, let Zhang Meng fall into a dream and let him forget to command the battle."

Wen Rensheng almost laughed when he heard it.

Good guy.

This is a war outside the circle.

But think about it carefully, this is very reasonable.

Just like playing chess in the early days without TV live broadcasts and online live broadcasts.

Off-board moves are one after another.

Some shouted loudly, some sang, and some used smelly socks...

In the eyes of outsiders, elegant Go should be accompanied by music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and red sleeves.

In fact, fighting is war, and everything is used.

Wen Rensheng also wanted to see how Zhang Meng performed.

So he accepted it with pleasure.

The other party was very satisfied, and then followed Wen Rensheng.

It looked like Party A was going to watch Party B do his work.

…

Then Wen Rensheng brought the strong man to Zhang Meng's house.

His wife, Aili, opened the door for the two of them.

"Hello, ma'am, is the medicine from last time still effective?"

"It's very effective. Thank you so much. You saved my family." Aili said gratefully.

"Well, let me diagnose your husband in person this time." Wen Rensheng smiled.

"Thank you so much."

Aili did not doubt Wen Rensheng's intention.

It's just that she felt that the strong man behind the other party was a little special.

Then Wen Rensheng came to Zhang Meng's bedroom.

Zhang Meng did not command the battle today because it was a truce day...

In fact, the Golden Pigs were a little tired of watching and had to rest for two days before watching.

So they chose to truce, and the battle status of both sides was frozen, so as to avoid the Golden Pigs from finding that they could not connect after returning, and the embarrassing situation of not being able to understand.

So Wen Rensheng stood in front of Zhang Meng for the first time.

"Haha, have a good sleep, everything will be fine."

As Wen Rensheng said, Zhang Meng fell asleep directly.

The strong man was very satisfied.

The 100 kilograms of gold were not wasted.

Then he killed the doctor and recycled it, perfect.

If he knew what kind of existence he was facing, he would definitely think that his idea was ridiculous to the extreme...

...

Zhang Meng woke up from the dream again.

He clearly remembered the last dream.

He failed again.

He remembered that Li Cang in the dream told him:

"Defeat the subconscious self in the dream, defeat your inner demon."

"This is the only way to get rid of this cyclic dream."

He fell into a cyclic dream and couldn't get out no matter what.

But he knew that he was still in the battlefield world and had to command the battle!

What would happen if this went on?

But what exactly was his inner demon?

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked around and found that this dream was very wrong.

Because, after waking up, he found that he was not in the command room!

Nor in his familiar home.

He actually returned to the familiar classroom of the third year of high school.

The third year of high school?

He even forgot when he was in the third year of high school.

He had experienced too many worlds.

In fact, there were only three.

It made his memory disordered.

And Wen Rensheng didn't know how much he had experienced, but he was still as calm as usual.

At this time, Zhang Meng saw his classmates again.

They were concentrating on doing the questions, and they were all frowning.

The classmates who had died were also doing the questions!

This made him shudder!

Could it be that his inner demon was witnessing his classmates die in front of him?

Could it be the fear of death?

Yes, if he died, who would take care of his family?

How would his sister and elders survive?

When Zhang Meng was in a daze, their math teacher came over.

"Zhang Meng, do the questions well and don't look around!"

Zhang Meng just wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

He was even imprisoned by his inner demons!

"Classmates, this time we have to solve these basic math problems."

Zhang Meng was stunned again.

Yes, this is his dream.

It seems that to face the test of the inner demon, just like everyone else, he has to solve these math problems on the table.

"Remember, if you can solve these problems, you will have no problem getting into college."

"Do all these problems well, and you will get 120 points in math, no problem." The math teacher continued.

Hearing these words, Zhang Meng felt very strange, but he had to look down.

He was just thinking, does he really need to do these problems?

He shouldn't.

Is the other party deceiving him?

So he lowered his head and did the questions seriously.

He vaguely understood that he might really be looking forward to a very ordinary high school life.

Do the questions, take the college entrance examination, get into a prestigious university, become a civil servant or become a university professor...

Finally, under the expectations of the elders, get married and have children.

Instead of living in a messy doomsday world, being tossed around by messy gods, and living a messy life like before.

Everything is incredible and messy.

Perhaps he is more looking forward to a stable, ordinary, and happy life.

So he began to do the questions seriously.

But as he was doing them, he suddenly found that these questions were very difficult.

For example, the first question: "Any even number greater than two can be expressed as the sum of two prime numbers."

"Isn't this the Goldbach conjecture?"

"Damn, it's really a dream."

To defeat the inner demon, he actually had to solve such a difficult problem?

Is this overestimating him?

That's right.

He can see the end of the world twice and can see the gods. In the eyes of his inner demon, solving a Goldbach conjecture is not a simple matter, right?

No way.

You overestimate me too much, right?

After thinking of this, Zhang Meng wanted to stop writing.

Others certainly can't do it either.

As a result, he heard someone in the classroom shouting:

"Hahaha, I solved 7+7!"

"Hahaha, I solved 3+3!"

"You are all idiots, I am only one step away, I solved 1+2!"

1+2, isn't that Chen's theorem?

At present, this conjecture is recognized as the closest step.

There are still a few people's proofs behind, but they have not been recognized by everyone.

Are my classmates so awesome?

Zhang Meng looked at those classmates.

But he saw their faces began to change.

Famous figures in the textbooks appeared one by one.

Newton, Einstein, Euler, Archimedes...

Of course, these are all portraits in the book.

This made him confirm again that this was his dream.

How did he know?

This was a dream created by Wen Rensheng.

This made Zhang Meng lower his head and try to solve it.

Others can do it, so he can understand it, right?

However, he forgot a sentence, when a person is angry, he can do anything, but he can't do math problems.

He wanted to see Zhang Meng's greatest potential, can he solve these math problems?

If he can't solve them, it means that no matter how great his potential is, there is a limit.

And at this time.

Li Cang suddenly broke into the classroom.

"Zhang Meng, what are you doing?"

"Run!"

Before he finished speaking, the math teacher said angrily:

"Don't disturb my students!"

The next moment, the math teacher turned into a giant spider.

Four hands began to attack Li Cang.

The left hand held the three-year simulation, the right hand held the five-year college entrance examination, the upper hand held the blackboard eraser, and the lower hand held the triangle ruler.

He beat Li Cang who rushed in.

After the beating, he was punished to stand: "Stand at the back!"

"Write the questions on the blackboard. If you can't write them, call your parents!"

As soon as the terrifying killer came out, Zhang Meng actually felt fear for the first time in a long time.

This is the suppression from the math teacher!

"Hey, Zhang Meng, don't you know that the Goldbach conjecture is a very difficult question?" Li Cang continued to argue subconsciously.

"I know, but I encountered something more difficult than it."

Zhang Meng didn't even raise his head.

He thought of the gods he encountered in the mental hospital. Isn't this much more difficult than this?

"If I can't even solve a conjecture, how can I kill the gods?"

Yes, in the dream, he felt that he could do it again.

...

Outside the dream.

Xiao Huan appeared secretly again.

Seeing Wen Rensheng having fun, she certainly couldn't fall behind.

When she saw the result, she was stunned.

She never expected that her father would set such a trap for Zhang Meng!

Let him work hard to overcome mathematical conjectures in dreams!

If he really made a big monster and let the other party beat it, it would be fine.

Xiao Huan couldn't help but secretly said: "Dad, what if he can't solve it in his lifetime? Can't he get out in his lifetime?"

"If he can't solve it, someone can solve it." Wen Rensheng smiled.

Because this battlefield world has already solved these mathematical problems.

Some problems have been proven to have solutions, and some have been proven to have no solutions.

As long as Zhang Meng thinks of the knowledge of the battlefield world, he can naturally solve it.

At least he can prove whether these mathematical problems have answers.

"I know. I really can't offend my dad in the future."

"I don't want to be asked by math problems in my dreams."

"No matter how hard I try, I can't figure this out!"

Wen Rensheng said speechlessly: "As for you, I am thankful that you can understand the problem of average score and total amount."

"Ah, what is the average score? I am very good at cutting watermelons." Xiao Huan blinked his stupid eyes.

"You."

"I am still in the last year of kindergarten. It is normal that I don't understand."

"You are very good at playing games."

...

At this time.

Zhang Meng is indeed forcing himself.

As a result, no matter how hard he tried.

After finding out that his efforts were in vain.

He is not the kind of amateur mathematician.

He knows that if he wants to prove this thing, he must use advanced mathematical tools.

There are four ways to try.

It is not possible to rely on high school knowledge.

He thought about it, and suddenly an idea came to him.

He thought of the Naruto comics he had read, the Chunin Exam.

Yes, this does not necessarily mean that he has to solve it himself.

He could find a way to spy on other students' answers, as long as he hid it from the math teacher!

Thinking of this, he immediately took action.

He was really stupid.

He actually just remembered it now.

Obviously other students have reminded me.

They have proven "1+2".

Then Zhang Meng began to think of ways to peep.

As a result, as soon as I raised my head, I was hit by the math teacher!

"Keep peeking and do your own thing."

"hateful!"

How could I possibly do it?

Zhang Meng thought this way.

However, another voice appeared:

If you can't solve Goldbach's conjecture, who will give you the courage to challenge the gods?

He suddenly felt that his heart was hit by a hundred thousand points!

He gritted his teeth.

If you don’t believe it, you can’t do it.

And so a dream cycle begins.

+10086!

That's right, more than 10,000 times.

Zhang Meng collapsed.

…

At this moment.

The strong man outside saw this and was very satisfied.

He found that Zhang Meng had fallen into a permanent sleep.

He felt it was time to get the gold back.

So he said to Wen Rensheng: "Doctor, it's time for us to go back."

Wen Rensheng smiled and said, "Yes."

Then the two of them took their leave.

Although Aili was a little confused, she saw that her husband was fine, but he was sleeping a little deeply.

Life support equipment did not sound the alarm.

So she didn't care.

After all, the other person was just a psychiatrist and did not give any injections or medicine.

…

"Doctor, you have completed your task well. This is an extra reward for you."

In Wen Rensheng's doctor's office.

After the strong man finished speaking, he took out a pistol and fired twice at Wen Rensheng.

Wen Rensheng smiled, and then two bullets flew towards the strong man himself.

Not only that, but it will kill the opponent in an infinite loop.

When you can no longer resist, you will naturally die.

He is so kind.

No blood will be shed on killing people.

…

As for why the strong man didn't just kill Zhang Meng directly.

Naturally because the other party is the commander.

If Zhang Meng falls into a deep sleep for his own reasons, it is his own responsibility.

They can also fool them.

The responsibility for the final failure is naturally borne by Zhang Meng. Whether he is demoted or fined, it is Zhang Meng who will handle it.

If Zhang Meng was directly beaten to death.

That's when a thorough investigation will take place.

What they have done is hard to fool.

In the end, it was discovered that they had done it, and they had to take responsibility.

Let the golden pig not see the good show.

And the reason why they killed Wen Rensheng, apart from greed, was also to silence him.

They couldn't be discovered, they were doing things outside the circle.

It can be said that they had already thought of everything before coming.

But they didn't expect who they were facing.

Wen Rensheng then took a look and saw that one of the commanders was asleep.

The commander on the other side should also sleep.

So the bosses of the two fighting parties fell into the same dream on the same day.

…

This time.

Zhang Meng realized something was wrong.

In the mathematics classroom, several familiar people appeared.

These familiar people are naturally opponents in the battlefield world.

We usually compete with each other.

Of course, at their level, their hatred is only verbal.

They are just quarreling with each other.

When these people enter the dreamland.

Facing the same problem.

After reading these questions, they were all confused.

"What is it?"

"How could something like this happen?"

"We seem to be hypnotized?"

"Impossible, how can interaction be possible under hypnosis?"

"No, no, I can't understand these questions at all."

At this time, a senior artillery staff officer couldn't help but say after seeing these questions:

"Isn't this all very simple?"

He started to do the questions quickly.

But Zhang Meng understood.

I see.

Those guys are the opponents I remember.

Because I couldn't solve this problem, I figured them out in a hurry.

So they are the ones doing the questions.

But these memories must be that I have seen them do such questions before.

That's why I can have such a dream.

However, he naturally didn't expect that this would change from a stand-alone dream to an online dream.

Standalone becomes an online game.

Great, indeed there is no perfect path.