Chapter 323 I have tolerated you for a long time!

Shang Meng heard people say that the world is colorful. The sky is made up of blue and white, the soil is brown, yellow and black, and the flowers include green, yellow, red, white and other colors.

She couldn't understand these colors because in Shang Meng's eyes, the whole world was gray.

In order to treat her illness, her father spent all of his limited wealth.

No matter the ghost scholars of the Northern Crystal City, the secret recipes of the southern elves, the secluded ancient heroic spirits of the City of Sanilo, or even the potion doctors of the Yao City Temple, none of them could cure Shang Meng's eyes.

All doctors and scholars have come to the same conclusion: eye diseases will only become more serious with age and there is no cure.

Shang Meng was used to the grayness of the world and didn't feel sad.

She just saw that her family was getting poorer and poorer, they ate less and less meat, their clothes were patched up, and her father's small business was getting harder and harder, so she wanted to do something for the family.

Shang Meng learned to read and write in the enlightenment school in Yancheng. She read a large number of books and parchment scrolls, and was admitted to the Engineering College at the age of fourteen.

She studied engineering because her father was transitioning into the construction business.

But when he entered business school, he found that engineering could not help small businessmen like his father, but mathematics was a magical subject.

The most famous mathematics lecturer in the college was the prophet Shi Bao. This thin and kind old man never tired of explaining calculations to students and emphasized the importance of this knowledge in the future.

Shang Meng knew very well that he was definitely not the smartest among the students studying mathematics.

The classmate who impressed her most was a classmate named Jiujian.

Jiu Jian has a strong calculation ability and can always see the essence of calculation at a glance. He can easily tell the difference between different mathematical calculations and even their cross-applications with other disciplines.

The genius learns math quickly, but the business idiot makes slow progress.

She was once so frustrated that she wanted to give up mathematics.

Mathematics is too difficult! It is not something that an ordinary person like me can learn.

She thought that perhaps mathematics was like theology, a talent that only the chosen ones could comprehend.

For the last class, Shang Meng took the initiative to find Teacher Shi Bao.

"Teacher, I don't want to study math anymore. Thank you for your help and answering my questions during this period of time."

The old prophet looked surprised: "Why don't you want to learn? Are you in trouble at home?"

"No, the money my father gave me is enough for tuition..."

After hearing her reasons, Shi Bao said with a smile: "So that's how it is. That's not a problem at all."

"Shang Meng, do you know that all the knowledge that the Yao Clan possesses is a poor imitation and depiction of the god above our heads, Lord Yaoshen, and this world."

“We try to describe the world with our pens, so we use theology to observe miracles, language to understand oracles, medicine to understand our own weakness, history to record and compare the past of the Yao people, engineering and geology to understand how mountains collapse and how water overflows… Knowledge is only the result of our artificial classification.”

“Different knowledge represents pens of different colors. I believe that no matter which pen you choose, you are describing and imitating the same thing, which is the ultimate truth of this world.”

The old prophet told her: "It's the same with mathematics. To learn mathematics, the basics of calculation are of course important, but the most important thing is an indomitable heart. We are all climbers standing on the shoulders of our predecessors, and every step is important."

Shang Meng was suspicious.

Would there be any result if she kept going forward regardless of the consequences? She was ready to grit her teeth and hold on.

Gradually, Shang Meng discovered that mathematics was very useful to businessmen. If he could set and calculate every business deal and get a result with controllable error, he could achieve a nearly predictive effect.

It's like magic! Math is so interesting!

Shang Meng learns very slowly, but she likes math, so she doesn't find it hard or tiring.

But her eyesight was getting worse and worse, just as the doctors had said. Everything a little further away was blurry in her eyes, and there was gray fog everywhere.

But this actually turned out to be a help to Shang Meng in learning mathematics.

She was not attracted by the distant colors and parties described by her classmates, and was able to focus on the numbers and calculations on the paper.

Shang Meng stayed with mathematics like this. After graduation, he stayed in school and became a mathematics lecturer. The salary was not much, but it was enough for a person to live a normal life.

At the age of 29, Shang Meng's life welcomed a big event and a small event.

The big thing is that she found the equation.

The equation is an equation containing unknown variables, which was created based on the four arithmetic operations of Teacher Shi Bao.

The unknown number is the answer to be calculated. It can also be the size in engineering, the dosage in medicine, the spell in theology, or the ratio in smelting and casting.

This unexpected result made Shang Meng a lifelong scholar of Baibao and also earned him the attention and blessing of the God Yao.

She looked back and found that she had walked a long way.

Shang Meng experienced firsthand what the teacher said.

——We are all climbers standing on the shoulders of our predecessors, and every step is important.

It doesn't matter if you don't have high talent.

As long as you keep moving forward, every step you take has meaning.

Even an ordinary person like me can make some contributions.

Apart from this big thing, she also encountered a small thing.

Shang Meng got married.

Her husband is an engineer named Mori Lu.

Mori Lu specializes in wood and soil engineering and is often on the road. The two met because of a bridge project in Yancheng, where Mori Lu participated in the on-site construction and Shang Meng performed mathematical calculations.

Shang Meng has poor eyesight and Senlu has poor hearing.

“I once drowned when I was a child, and when I recovered, my ears weren’t working very well anymore.”

Mori Lu smiled as he spoke, and he pointed to his ear: "But as long as you get close enough, you can still hear it clearly. Miss Shang Meng, as long as you get close, you can see it clearly, right?"

Shang Meng nodded.

Mori Lu said seriously: "Then when you talk to me, can you please speak a little louder, and I will move closer to you. Please don't mind, and please help me keep this little secret."

"It doesn't matter."

Are Morilu’s ears good?

Shang Meng wasn't sure.

Sometimes he didn't respond for a long time to what Shang Meng said, and sometimes he was very sensitive to what Shang Meng was muttering.

Senlu continued to approach her and finally proposed to Shang Meng.

"I will become blind before I get old," Shang Meng reminded the other party.

"It doesn't matter. I will become deaf before I get old. Let's be each other's eyes and ears."

Mori said with a smile.

Shang married him without knowing what was going on.

Of course, this is just a small thing.

But one year later, another big event happened.

A scholar from the White Castle found Shang Meng and said, "Mr. Pasha brought Asian dragon here and said he wanted to compete with the Brass Furnace Dragon."

"Asian dragon... Brass furnace dragon..."

Shang Meng was still immersed in an equation: "Me? What am I going to do?"

"Have you forgotten?"

The scholar said, "Ms. Shang Meng, you are one of the designers of the new furnace dragon and the mathematical designer of this project. Lord Philus asked you to go over and take a look. This is an important moment to test the results, and you can't be absent."

New furnace dragon...

Shang Meng finally reacted.

Oh, I almost forgot about this.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

As she hurriedly put away her drafts, the scholar kept urging her: "Don't put them away, come back and do these, this is a historic moment! Come with me."

"Okay, okay..."

Shang Meng carried a bag and ran outside.

I almost bumped into Moriru who was holding a rose.

"Anything else today?" Mori Lu looked slightly surprised.

"Well, there's an experiment going on over at White Castle."

"Is it important?"

“Very important.”

"Then go ahead. I'll wait for you... But please come back early. Today is our first wedding anniversary." Mori Lu smiled and handed her a box: "This is the gift I prepared for you. I have been preparing for this for almost five years."

"What's this?"

Morilu blinked, "Aren't you going to do an experiment? Go to White Castle, then open it and use it."

The scholar in front kept urging.

"Then I'll go first!"

Shang Meng got into the steam carriage and arrived at the testing ground in White Castle.

At this time, the test site was surrounded by scholars, all of them wearing white coats, whispering to each other, and all of them looking up into the sky.

Amid the crowd's exclamations, two blurry giants emerged in the air.

Shang Meng squinted his eyes hard, trying to see Yalong's appearance clearly.

But she was on the periphery of the crowd, not very tall, and with her weak eyesight she could only see a shadow.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the box.

What would be inside? Shang Meng carefully opened the box and found a small piece of glass inside. The glass was framed by cowhide and tendons, forming two round thin pieces.

There was a note inside.

——Put it on.

Put this thing on... How should I put it on? The two glass pieces should correspond to... eyes? Shang Meng put it on, and his eyes suddenly widened.

The originally blurry distant view now became extremely clear, and the vision had never been so clear and bright.

The hair on the scholar's clothes in front, the brass handle on the casting position on the distant steps, and the strong creature with horns in the middle... a dragon with steam coming out of its body, wings spread, and a fierce look in its eyes!

So this is what Asian dragons are like.

Shang Meng excitedly used his eyes to capture everything in the distance.

At this time, the crowd made way.

The voice of Apostle Philus came from the front: "Well, let Miss Shang Meng introduce our new furnace dragon. She is the mathematical designer of the whole plan and the key to making the furnace dragon move."

Everybody looked over here.

Shang Meng, who had a glass on his nose, saw clearly for the first time the many looks people were casting at him, and his whole body suddenly tensed up.

"Ms. Shang Meng, come here."

Philus' voice was gentle, but the skull's face looked so hideous when it smiled that Shang Meng felt a little weak in the knees.

She walked forward tremblingly.

Facing her was the Dark Sun Dragon with a tall and strong body and a stern gaze.

Just facing Long's gaze made Shang Meng feel a chill on his back and his fingers tremble.

She hoped very much that she was still unable to see clearly.

Shang Meng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to stay calm.

Math, it's math time!

She opened her eyes and said, "...a new type of furnace dragon, 12 meters long, weighing 24,000 stones, with a power of over 4,000 horsepower, and can carry three Conqueror Purple Roses..."

The Dark Sun Dragon looked confused.

Philles coughed and said, "Ms. Shang Meng, Mr. Pasha is not interested in these things. Keep it simple."

I almost forgot.

Shang Meng looked at the size of the Asian dragon, held the glass slide with his fingers, and observed it carefully for a long time.

Then she said to the Dragon King: "Mr. Pasha, this Asian dragon is too small. If it encounters a new furnace dragon... it will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Meng felt a huge sense of oppression.

The Dark Sun Dragon's eyes flashed with murderous intent and anger: "Very good, very good, since you are so confident, let your toys and my dragon fight directly."

Shang Meng looked anxious: "That's not what I meant. It's just that based on its size, that Asian dragon can't possibly defeat the new furnace dragon, regardless of weight or strength..."

“That’s enough!”

The Dragon King roared and raised his dragon claws: "I have tolerated you for a long time! Dragons are not the kind of things you created that lie on the ground!"

"Since Asian dragons are not allowed, then we should follow the dragon clan's rules! Dragon Blood Ritual, let's have a fight!"

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