Tik stood there and thought for three hours. His brain was working at super speed, thinking about how to solve the two paradoxes, but he had no clue. Finally, he could only look at Leibniz and said helplessly.

"Please understand, Master Leibniz, this question is too profound. I am afraid I cannot give you any answer in a short time."

Although Alva, Ellison and others were somewhat unwilling, they had to admit this.

It can only be said that these two paradoxes are worthy of being the difficult problems that have troubled the entire Mathematical Olympiad community. They are based on the most common movement of objects. They are simple and intuitive, yet terrifying when you think about them carefully.

Leibniz did not respond, but secretly communicated with the intelligent computer.

His previous guess was extremely correct. Under the condition of rapid thinking and rapid brain operation, the intelligent brain's ability to decipher the frequency of mental power was almost ten times that of normal times! The official wizards present were a little nervous when they saw Leibniz remained silent, but they were mostly helpless.

Even the masters of mathematics Olympiads cannot give an accurate answer to such a paradox. Isn't it too difficult to expect them to solve it?

Leibniz certainly didn't expect them to be able to solve it. After confirming his guess, he immediately put on a more amiable expression. "In fact, I already have some ideas about solving these two paradoxes."

Tik and the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Leibniz, very curious about what method he said to solve these two paradoxes? "The key to these two problems lies in whether the values ​​can be infinitely divided, whether two infinitely close numbers are equal, and whether they should be calculated now. This is a problem that no discipline has been able to solve before, so I think Olympiad mathematics needs an innovation to redefine the world!" Leibniz said solemnly. "I named it - Calculus!"

Tickton felt excited. They had never thought that because of the success or failure of a gamble, this master of Austrian mathematics would actually be prepared to create a new branch of the school of thought. They had never expected that they would have the honor to participate in it and become one of the founders of this school.

…

At night, in the hall of the manor, Tik, who had stayed in the magic field for ten hours, finally came out of the ocean of thoughts, rubbed his swollen forehead, and only one thought remained in his mind.

Difficult...too damn difficult!

Compared with calculus, Tik even felt that all the Olympiad mathematics he had come into contact with before was simply child's play. His brain was already dizzy from concepts such as tangents, functions, and limits, so that after seeing something that approximated a curve, an idea would emerge in his mind.

Can this thing actually guide?

What surprised Tik even more was that his magic power had actually grown and improved to a certain extent. As early as when he was in the port of Yieta, he heard that many apprentices were able to increase the growth rate of their magic power and mental strength by studying Olympiad mathematics, which was even better than the effect of meditation.

However, for a formal wizard like him, the effect was minimal. Tik felt a little regretful at first, but only now did he understand that it was not that this method was useless to them, but that the previous math problems were too easy for them and could not achieve the effect of exercising their computing power at all.

Tick ​​was not the only one who realized this. Alva and the others were also very surprised. You know, these three-ring wizards are already quite old, and the magic growth of most of them has long been stagnant, and the possibility of promotion again is very slim.

Today's research and exploration in the field of calculus has given Alva and others new hope!

Compared to Tik and others who are immersed in the study and research in the field of calculus and have no time to care about external things, the situation inside the Magic Council is different.

In recent days, the Doomsday Cult has become increasingly active, and the city guards sent to monitor and track some of the cultists have inexplicably disappeared, leaving the councillors angry and frightened.

"We can't tolerate this any longer. I suggest we take action immediately to wipe out the entire Doomsday Sect!" Raphael slammed the table and shouted angrily.

"Are you planning to start a war in the city of Greenrill, Raphael?" Another congressman stood up and objected fiercely.

This involves hundreds of wizards, who are not unarmed civilians. Once a full-scale war breaks out, the losses will be unpredictable.

What's more, they still don't know which wizards have been bewitched and which wizards are the culprits of this riot.

The several cultists who were secretly arrested before kept talking about the so-called doomsday and elemental spirits, and they could not get anything out of them, so that until now they have not been able to fully confirm that the previous series of attacks on congressmen were related to this strange sect.

"Or are we just going to sit here and watch things get more and more out of control?" Raphael roared.

"No matter what, we must investigate it first. We must not take action against so many wizards without reason!" the congressman insisted. The resources consumed in training a formal wizard are difficult to estimate. Greenrill cannot afford the cost of clearing out hundreds of wizards at one time. This is simply cutting off one's own arm!

The Sky Realm soon became a mess. There were many councilors who shared Raphael's ideas, but there were also significant differences of opinion on how to capture these doomsday believers.

In order to capture a formal wizard, it usually takes three to five wizards of the same level to work together to ensure that there are no casualties. There are more than 300 members of the Doomsday Cult that have been investigated by themselves, and the parliament does not have enough manpower unless they forcibly recruit civilian wizards to assist.

Some members of parliament were suddenly shocked to find that Greenrill was so weak.

At this moment, there are only two legendary wizards left in the Wizard City, and the defense is unprecedentedly weak! Moreover, Lord Faiz was severely injured in the previous attack, and it is unknown when he will wake up.

As for [Elemental Master] Artok, no one knows what his mental state is like. It is wishful thinking to expect him to come out and take charge of the situation...

The congressmen present were arguing, worried, or angry. Several great wizards looked at August, the acting speaker, with pity.

Before, Harov had let this magic star take charge of the affairs of the parliament, and they were somewhat envious and even resentful, but now they could only feel fortunate, because this was a complete mess, and whoever took over would take the blame…

(End of this chapter)