After about forty minutes, the pen, plate, and chopsticks were slumped on the coffee table like they were tired.

Then three pieces of paper filled with various formulas and various geometric figures floated to Lu Li's hand.

Lu Li picked up three pieces of paper and looked at it. The more he looked, the more he looked, the more he looked, and finally he was even happy about his eyebrows.

"That's great! I'll win Lu Li next year's Nobel Prize in Physics and Fields Prizes!"

Pan Shuaibi was shocked to know that Bixian, Dixian, and Chopstick Fairy could calculate such an unsolvable problem at present, "Old Lu! Do you understand?"

"I can't understand." Lu Li said for granted, "I am an undergraduate graduate who can't understand at all, which shows how profound these answers are."

He then looked at the three "big fairies" who were corpse-struck, "and I believe them."

The three "big fairies" are so tired that they don't want to move.

But Lu Li didn't plan to let them go.

"Then the second question." Lu Li smiled slightly, and the three "big fairies" shook.
Chapter completed!