This lord is very scientific

Chapter 680 The Chosen Son!
"Don't even try to touch my daughter in your life!"

"Oh, my God, how many times have I told you not to eat moldy things!"

"Stop it! You're a man, porcupine and hedgehog skins can't be used as underwear! Forget it, you have a unique hobby!"

"You also know that strong water and powerful fire turn into air, so how did you open your eyes and say 'this air is strong'?"

Holding the scepter, Chen answered the words he just heard one by one.

But there are too many people below, densely crowded from the foot of the mountain into the jungle, and they can't see the edge at a glance.

Standing, prone, squatting, sitting...

Wearing animal skins, naked, wearing big leaves, made of grass...

There are all kinds!

After hearing Chen's words, one by one chattered, and the voices became louder, as if a sound-like forbidden spell was placed here.

It's noisy!
While responding to the clansmen, Chen also gradually became anxious.

Because there are too many people and too many words!

"Quiet!!!"

Gradually, Chen couldn't bear it anymore, so he let out a loud roar.

His body is strong, and his strength is not inferior to magicians and professionals.

So naturally his lungs and his throat are also very strong.

A loud roar made everyone stop, and countless pairs of eyes looked over.

Some eyes are black and white, and some have blue and red eyes. In short, they are colorful eyes that look at each other in unison.

"Ahem, when I speak in the future, no one can speak!"

As he said that, Chen Jiang slammed the lava scepter in his hand on the stone under his feet, making a "boom".

The clansmen didn't know why, but felt that such a scene was so majestic and sublime.

They don't know why, some people think that this feeling comes from Chen, while others think that this feeling comes from the wood in Chen's hand.

That kind of wood... is called a scepter!
The stick of power!

"Okay, now, people who think they are smart, let me think about it, um, people who think they are smart, jump up and let me see!" Chen said loudly.

"I!"

"I me me!"

"I want to learn 'mathematics'!"

"I love 'mathematics'! Math makes me strong!"

Immediately, countless people below jumped up and down, like a group of monkeys on a tree.

Chen was stunned, and then hurriedly said: "Stop! Stop!"

The thing Chen is best at in his life is hunting. He has no other management methods at all. He became the chief simply because he hunted the most prey, not other things.

So, he was caught blind.

But at this moment, a gentle voice came into his ears, so he immediately shouted: "Shut up! The oracle is here!"

After the roar, the scene was silent for a moment, Chen knelt down, nodded solemnly, and said "OK, OK" in his mouth.

Chen Yizong could jump up the distance up and down the mountain, but he still stayed where he was, keeping kneeling all the time.

After a while, Chen stood up again and told the people below: "Listen, this is 1, this is 2, this is 3... this is ten! Ten tens are hundreds, ten hundreds are thousands, ten A thousand is ten thousand, ten thousand is one hundred thousand...ten ten thousand is a hundred million!"

As Chen spoke, he used flames to condense these numbers in the sky, which made the primitive people below stunned.

After the introduction, Chen continued: "Now, before I say 'end', tell us how many people you think we have here, tell us the number, and then...God will select those who are qualified and can learn mathematics tribe!"

While he was speaking, a mighty wave of spiritual power emanated from the small stone house, covering the sky and covering the earth for ten miles around.

Some people with special talents or powerful people can naturally feel a little bit of Lin Ke's spiritual power, and they are afraid and trembling for it.

"Ah? How many people?"

"What did the chief say just now... what is it one, two, three, and eighty-nine?"

"I remember haha! I'll count now!"

"Ten hundred trillion..."

The primitive people scratched their heads one by one, and some people wrote it down through their strong memory, and some even said the approximate number they imagined.

"More than 6000 people!"

"How could there be so few? I think there must be at least fifty people here?"

"No, no, too many, I think there are only [-]."

"You guys are so stupid... ten thousand is bigger than nine hundred!"

"Smart? I've always been the smartest, there are estimated to be 1 here!"

Some primitive people began to recall what they just said, and they couldn't even remember the numbers.

Some primitive people memorized it all at once, and they were counting at this time, or they were calculating by their own methods.

And about 10 minutes later, Chen on the hill yelled: "It's over! It's over! It's useless to say it now!"

As soon as he yelled this sentence, he saw about a dozen people flying out of the crowd, and then they were frightened and shouted.

There was a thin layer of air-like film on the soles of their feet, dragging them all the way to the back of Chen Chen.

As for the panicked ones, they were directly wrapped and flew over.

Seeing this scene, the people of all tribes have a deeper awe of God, and at the same time know the result.

The result is that these sixteen people are the final result!

Chosen Son!
The Chosen Son of Mathematics!
The people of all ethnic groups even looked at these 16 people with a hint of awe of God.

They knew that these sixteen people had been chosen to study mathematics.

These 16 people in the future will inevitably become stronger.

After being strong, you will have more right to speak, have more food, be liked by more female clansmen, and have more cubs.

Those cubs are all theirs!
Then, these pups are taught "math" by their parents, have more food, are liked by more mates, and have more pups!
If this continues, the power and food represented by the top 16 will become stronger and stronger!
but……

no way!
Even if it is magic, not everyone in the tribe can learn it. They need qualifications to learn it, or in other words, they need talent.

Not to mention the harder and more powerful math.

And Chen, who had finished her work, naturally waved back the clansmen who got up, then turned around, looked at the 16 people of different heights, men, women, and children, nodded slightly and said, "Follow me."

The top of the mountain has been turned into a forbidden area, and only with his permission, the tribe can go up the mountain.

At this time, Chen took the red wood scepter and led them forward.

On the top of the mountain, Lin Ke was standing in front of the stone house, waiting for them with a smile.

"My God! The Chosen Son has been brought!"

　Ask for a monthly pass at the beginning of the month!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)