Chapter 756 - 405: The First Pill of Fox Mountain is Refined!

Chapter 756: Chapter 405: The First Pill of Fox Mountain is Refined!

Bai Mo paused his bowl of spicy soup, took Fang Xiaoyu’s phone, and saw the forum posts on the amateur science forum being refreshed like crazy.

[If Teacher Li can get Expert Bai Mo’s approval, then I’m even better, hahaha!]

[Does this mean we amateur scientists finally have our springtime too?]

[What can he give anyway?]

[What else do you want? I just want acknowledgment!]

[Dear teachers, Expert Bai Mo’s email has been found. Quickly send your articles to his email.]

[I wrote mine on paper, there’s no digital version, what do I do?]

[Take a picture with your phone and send him the photo!]

Hmm?

Bai Mo furrowed his brows.

He looked at the email address posted on the forum, reminiscing for a while.

"Oh, it’s the QQ number I used in middle school, the QQ email!"

He took out his own phone, thought for a moment, logged into that email, and found over 99+ unread emails, with notifications of new emails constantly popping up.

"Ah, this bombed the nest of amateur science enthusiasts..."

...

Snow was falling outside the window.

Inside, it was warm as spring.

Bai Mo, wearing a red wool sweater, sat in the office, casually flipping through the amateur science articles in the email, using them as entertainment.

A good portion of them was actually hand-written and sent as photos!

[Dear Expert Bai Mo, I have proven that one plus one equals two, please see my proof]

[A pile of corn plus a pile of corn, piled together, is still a pile of corn, but people can’t be measured by piles, nor can corn; we can count by pieces or by kernels...]

Bai Mo furrowed his brows, very suspicious whether this guy was just messing around?

But seeing his loose handwriting, attempting to write neatly, it didn’t seem like he was messing around...

When he moved to the next email, the content was even more bizarre.

[I discovered that everything is made up of ’zǐ’, like atoms, electrons, particles, neutrons, so can’t chopsticks, tables, and chairs be made up of matter too...]

Someone once said, amateurs are a pen, a pack of cigarettes, and a day’s worth of writing on a piece of paper. Bai Mo didn’t quite believe it before, but today he really did!

Because on the paper in the email photo, there was a hole burned by cigarette ash...

He couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

Feelings like those of a "Great Mathematician" were already the most rigorous and diligent among amateurs.

[I’ve always had a feeling that the foundation of modern physics, relativity, is wrong! For example, when I sit next to my wife, I feel time slows down, and when I sit next to a beautiful woman, I also feel time slows down...]

[This is my drawing of a magnetic perpetual motion machine, which can be used for power generation. I hope it can contribute something to the cause of Immortal Technique...]

Bai Mo felt dizzy, feeling like opening this email to read these emails was a very foolish mistake!

He smiled wryly, randomly clicked on another email, planning to stop reading after this one.

"Huh?"

This email had an attachment that was several hundred megabytes of a PDF document.

Upon opening, it turned out to be a neatly formatted mathematical document using LaTeX!

[Hello Expert Bai Mo, I am a small internet café owner in Silver City. In my spare time, I like to study mathematics on my own. I create problems and solve them myself, having done so for twenty years. I feel my skill has improved and my technique has become more refined. I’d like to ask you to give me some guidance]

Bai Mo scrolled quickly with the mouse wheel.

He saw one problem after another, with answers, all of them very fresh and peculiar, possibly really created by this owner!

Some solutions were clever, some clumsy, but none were problematic!

"Very impressive.

"Starting with elementary math Olympiad level.

"This is... ten plus years ago, reaching middle school Olympiad level.

"To this day, it’s already at the high school Olympiad level.

"If he were to participate in an Olympiad competition, he might even make it to the semifinals?"

Bai Mo scrolled with the wheel, skimming through the problem-solving ideas and methods, they seemed truly consistent, like it was his own realization.

"Is this his self-created form as a substitute for vectors?

"These geometric formulas he named himself... uh, secondary conclusions?"

"To achieve this level of self-study behind closed doors is quite remarkable!"

It seems, even among amateurs, there are different categories.

Some are pure wishful thinking, pure bragging.

Some are genuinely trying to do academic work, genuinely honing skills, investing time and effort.

"It’s a pity, the level is there, but no value is produced with what he made."

Vaguely, Bai Mo recalled Green Rice Immortal once again.

...

Snowflakes flew outside the window.

The newly built laboratory was silent, beakers, test tubes, various instruments, all quiet or reflecting the outside snowlight.

Jiao Su, wearing a white lab coat, quietly walked in, circled around, and seeing no one on the left, went to a lab bench, turned off the water valve, unscrewed the faucet, and pulled out the fluffy Tiger Power Pill from his pocket.

"Are you going to stuff it in?"

Suddenly, a voice startled Jiao Su, he nearly dropped the Tiger Power Pill.

He looked up and saw Yu Cui, dressed in a newly bought black mink coat, as if she were a ghost, appearing out of nowhere, bending over, peering at the pill in his hand.

"So this is the pill?

"I’ve heard my master mention it but never seen the real thing.

"Let me take a closer look."

Yu Cui clasped her hands behind her back, showing no intention to snatch the pill, only interestedly circling it, nodding her head left and right, smiling from ear to ear.

"Doesn’t it look like a bee with its fuzziness? Hahaha!"

Jiao Su held the pill in his palm, feeling both awkward and anxious.