I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 189 - 176: Zeno, Who Can Never Catch Up with the Tortoise

Tic grimaced as he slid the "Ring of Secret Art" onto his index finger and without looking back, he headed straight to the front hall where he found a spot to sit.

It was an extraordinary sensation; his perspective seemed to split in two. Before him lay a spacious exhibition hall lined with rows of bookshelves, resembling a complex labyrinth.

Tic quickly realized that this area must be entirely composed of magic power, but to his surprise, everything here felt a bit too real.

The oxygen he breathed, the gentle breeze that brushed past him, and the pristine white marble tiles beneath his feet...

If not for his clear awareness that he was currently a hybrid of magic and spiritual power, he might suspect that he was still in the real world.

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Amazed, Tic walked up to a bookshelf and gently touched the stacked books; even the texture of the pages could be perfectly simulated here.

He randomly pulled out a book— "The Basics and Research of the Sea of Mathematics." Opening the title page, it was written in black ink, "The Sea of Mathematics is a discipline that studies concepts such as quantity, structure, change, space, and information. It is a universal means for strictly describing, deducing, and abstracting the structure and patterns of things and can be used to solve any real and magical problem..."

"Is this the Sea of Mathematics?" Tic murmured to himself. He had been interacting with the Sea of Mathematics for two or three months, but this was the first time he had encountered such a precise and general explanation.

The book in his hand trembled suddenly and, to Tic’s astonishment, it began to levitate and drift in a certain direction.

Tic paused momentarily, then realized this must be signaling him to the gathering spot.

Passing through rows of high walls made of bookshelves, Tic soon arrived at the central part of the entire library, recognized several colleagues proficient in mathematics and alchemy present there.

Eleven individuals were engaged in lively discussions, and one of the Wizards, seeing Tic approaching, scoffed and said,

"Didn’t expect you to be the last one, Tic. I must say, you’re rather late; we’ve been waiting for you for a while."

"I apologize, Alva. I thought you’d be slower, so last night I took the liberty to get a good night’s sleep and freshen up, not expecting to miss the time," Tic responded with a raised eyebrow and a smooth retort.

"You sure are leisurely, arriving just in time at the very end..." Alva bluntly scoffed at Tic’s explanation, not believing a word and sarcastically hinted without further pressing and continued.

"We were just discussing the second mathematical problem. I wonder how long it took you and by what method did you manage to find the solution?"

Tic thoughtfully replied, "The problem is actually easy to resolve if you change the perspective.

Since the first monkey discovered that the total number of peaches couldn’t be equally divided, leaving one extra, let’s assume that if from the beginning we added four more peaches, then each monkey would be able to equally divide the peaches.

The problem becomes much simpler then; the peaches are divided five times, and each time it can be evenly split into five equal parts, so the total number of peaches is five to the power of five, three thousand one hundred twenty-five! Just subtract the initial four, and you get the final answer!"

Among the eleven present, seven nodded their heads, for Tic’s method matched theirs; the remaining few compared his solution with their own thought-out strategies.

"As for solving this problem, it took me roughly five... no... four hours," Tic said, somewhat sheepishly.

"I only took three hours and twenty-seven minutes!" Alva boasted, as last year at the Alchemy Association’s internal symposium, Tic had critically identified several flaws in the new Array concept proposed by Alva, and this time he managed to turn the tables.

Tic looked rather dejected at the others, realizing that most of them solved the problem in three to five hours, essentially faster than him. Stay tuned for updates on novelbuddy

"Two hours!" Ellison, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted.

The Wizards in the room looked at Ellison with reverence.

This problem wasn’t particularly hard, but for those like Alva who hadn’t systematically studied the Sea of Mathematics before, it wasn’t easy to change their thinking quickly.

How could it be so fast?

Unable to contain his curiosity, Tic asked a few more questions, only to discover that Ellison had managed to produce the solutions so quickly not through his effort alone; he had deployed dozens of apprentices to work on the problem together, and they simply brute-forced the solution!

The others had also discussed or consulted with their colleagues to some extent.

Upon learning this, Tic felt completely disarrayed, thinking that these people were devoid of integrity; no wonder everyone was so quick!

And there he was, sincerely solving the problem on his own...

Just as Tic was inwardly cursing, the entire Magic Space vibrated strongly, and immediately, countless thick books fluttered out from the shelves, their pages scattering. Rows of complex mathematical symbols, as if coming to life, broke free from the books and swirled in the void, outlining various three-dimensional patterns.

"Welcome to the Sea of Mathematics..."

With a low, solemn voice, the restless knowledge gradually settled down.

Tic turned to see a curly-haired Wizard in a brown robe approaching.

Under some force, the scattered books returned to their original places, but the peculiar symbols continued to revolve in the void, seemingly unwilling to be confined back to the books.

"You can call me Leibniz," the Wizard introduced himself politely.

"Master Leibniz," Tic and others immediately bowed respectfully. For a great Wizard and a pioneer in the field of the Sea of Mathematics, they maintained ample respect.

"I heard from Mr. Lynn that you specially called us here to solve a problematic issue troubling the mathematical community?" Alva didn’t mince words and was the first to inquire, a curiosity shared by everyone.

"Indeed!" Leibniz nodded, then explained, "The matter arose from a bet I made with another Wizard named Zeno. He’s planning to race against a tortoise and let it have a hundred-meter head start. He will then start chasing it, running ten meters per second, while that tortoise moves at just ten centimeters per second..."

"Zeno believes he can never catch up to the tortoise, and I need to prove he can!"

(PS: Originally planned to update during the weekend, but had to work overtime. Now, I need to wait for comp time... sad.)