The System Takes Me to Practice

In just two or three hours, the original 235 people are now only 99 people, including Yang Fan and more than 30 people. It can be said that the wise man is deliberately favoring Yang Fan’s team, because no one has not been asked. .

"Senior, don't you think you are very unfair? It has been so long, and there is no turn for them."

Among the 99 people, a tall, handsome monk with strength reaching the third level of the Immortal King Realm pointed to Yang Fan and the others in a deep voice.

"Oh, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot to have them."

The wise man suddenly realized, his gaze stayed on Yang Fan and his group, showing a weird smile, suddenly pointed the target at the lord, said.

"That donkey demon, it's your turn now."

The Lord Lu was a little dazed. He just yawned, but he became the target.

"Brother Yang, hurry up and give me a trick, I don't know what to say."

When he saw that he had become a target, the Lord Lu instantly sweated his forehead. Even if he knew that Yang Fan was the imperial heir, he was worried that he might be killed by the short old man with a single finger.

"Hehe, please."

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth rose, and Lord Lv also has today.

"Good brother, please."

The Lord Lu was anxious, his eyes kept aiming at Yang Fan.

"Well, donkey demon, why don't you speak anymore, don't you give me face? Give you three breaths time."

The wise man snorted coldly.

"Well, you just say that. Under what circumstances, one plus one equals three."

Because it is the sound transmission of the divine consciousness, when the lord heard it, his face was suddenly at a loss, and he couldn't believe it.

What's the joke, how can one plus one equal three, even if you don't have a good mind, but you also know that this is the most basic common sense.

"There are still two breaths."

The wise man is already a little displeased.

"There is nothing wrong with saying that, right?"

Bingzhu believed in Yang Fan's confidence, Lvye asked.

"Probably it's possible."

Yang Fan shrugged.

"One more breath."

The wise man has stretched out his finger and pointed it at the head of the lord.

"OK then."

Luluye gritted his teeth and shouted almost just when the wise man was about to take action.

"Under what circumstances, one plus one equals three."

As soon as the problem of Lord Lure came out, everyone except Yang Fan was caught in a crash, and what followed was a look in the eyes that cared for the mentally retarded.

"Are you sure this is your problem?"

The wise man frowned for the first time in this level.

"Yes, wise man, you can't answer, right?"

The lord actually used the radical method.

The wise man did not speak. As he thought, the difficulty of the question became more and more serious. Gradually, the wise man's brows wrinkled deeper.

"He frowned, haha, Brother Yang, it seems that your question is really difficult."

Upon seeing this, the lord laughed loudly, but he didn't know the source of his problem had been exposed.

Chen Shuyue covered Yin Tao's small mouth, who wanted to laugh, and whispered.

"Husband, what's the situation? Is it true that one plus one equals three?"

"Little fool, if it is from the point of view of mathematics, it is indeed impossible. Normally, if a child is brought over, he must say that it is not equal to three."

Yang Fan scratched Chen Shuyue's nose.

"Then why can't he think of it after thinking for so long?"

"How to put it, it may be because of too much thinking. This question was originally a sub-problem, but he thought of a higher level. There is a good saying that is called cleverness but cleverness is mistaken."

Fortunately, Yang Fan's voice is very small, even if it is the strength of a wise man, it is impossible to hear it from such a distance. What's more, he is thinking about the answer to this question crazy now, and he has no time for anything else.

Soon half an hour passed, and the wise man still did not think of an answer. Rather than being able to think of it, it's better to say that she doesn't know which one is the correct answer. It is impossible to say all the answers, so that he can't stand it.

If you divide the depth that a person wants to post into levels, then children have one level, and ordinary adults have only two or three levels. A slightly smarter person can think of four or five layers, but a wise man can think of eight or nine, or even ten.

But a person who can think of such depth can't think of such a simple answer, the main problem is still thinking too much.

Finally, the wise man chose to give up. He thought for so long, even if he came up with the correct answer, it exceeded the answering time.

"You won."

The wise man stared at Lord Lv unwillingly, and Yu Guang also swept over Yang Fan. He heard what Lv Ye said just now.

"Then it's you next."

The wise man directly focused his eyes on Yang Fan, which meant it was obvious.

"In that case..."

Yang Fan looked around, his mind moved, Mu Dun Ninjutsu activated, and a chair condensed behind him, sitting with Erlang's legs tilted, and a cup of Fat House Happy Water appeared in his hand at some point.

The can was opened, and the compressed carbon dioxide quickly overflowed, very loud throughout the hall.

"My question is simple, it's a story."

Taking a sip, Yang Fan said.

"A long time ago, there was an old man named Yugong. Yugong is a man with perseverance in doing things. He is determined to do whatever he recognizes. And Yugong lives in a relatively remote ravine. Every time I go to the town, I have to go around a large mountain to reach it, which is very inconvenient. So Yu Gong decided to dig the mountain and wanted to dig the road to the town.

"But with his body without any cultivation level, it is impossible to dig through it to death."

"One day, Yu Gong’s neighbor, a wise man, passed by and saw Yu Gong digging a mountain. After understanding the whole story, the wise man advised Yu Gong not to dig the mountain anymore. Even if he could live for a thousand years, he would not be able to dig through the mountain."

Everyone listened carefully, and even Lao Zhao cast a curious look, wanting to know what the last question was.

"Yugong didn't give up when he heard the words of the wise man, but said instead."

"I know that even if I dig to death, it is impossible to dig it, but after I die, my son will dig it, and my son will also have a grandson. Day."

"But the wise man's subsequent sentence made Yu Gong give up digging the mountain. May I ask what the wise man said."

Speaking of this, Yang Fan just drank a can of Fertilizer Happy Water, and then threw the empty can into the system package. After all, even in another world, he still has to keep the habit of not littering.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other. The last question Yang Fan raised was indeed very brainstorming. Just a single sentence could make people who would not give up choose to give up. Could it be that this wise man used a certain technique that affected Yu Gong's mind.