Enter the Immortal Cultivation

"Xiao Qi, please stop meow..."

"That won't do! I feel like I'm still full of energy. I can still fight for another 300 rounds!"

"300... No meow! Let me sleep!"

"How can this be!"

"Woo woo... I knew it a long time ago..."

Mao Zimiao lay on the table, her eyelids opening and closing constantly, obviously exhausted. After a while, she finally couldn't resist the strong sleepiness and fell asleep.

"Tsk, it's only been a while and it's broken." Wang Qi held the math problem set in both hands. His face was full of boredom.

Zhen Chanzi was speechless: "Do you care so much about her waking you up on the spirit boat?"

"Huh? What did you say, old man?" Wang Qi said: "This is called maintaining an image! The reason why a top student is called a top student is that he is always surrounded by the domineering aura of a top student! After being seen by her in such a shameful way, I must restore my dignity - and, you dared to say to me such an ambiguous line as "I won't let you sleep"! I must let her experience the weight of this sentence!"

"The thickness and weight of the exercise book?"

"This "Five Jiazi Cultivation Three Jiazi Simulation" is the most valuable of all free books, covering the introductory part of all the great ways. As long as you persist in finishing it, a pig can form a modern golden elixir!" Wang Qi quickly flipped through the extremely thick math book in his hand: "I'm doing this for her good, you know!"

"You have been picking the most difficult questions just now, and they are all in the field of mathematics - after all, don't you think it's interesting?"

"Not entirely." Wang Qi casually threw the "Five Jiazi Cultivation Three Jiazi Simulation" back into the storage bag: "By the way, let's check if this injury has made my thinking slow."

"What's the result?"

Wang Qi proudly pointed at Mao Zimiao: "Look, there is still an insurmountable gap between her and me!"

"By the way, tomorrow is the written test, don't you want to take a rest?" Zhen Chanzi asked: "I remember that the weight of the written test is 65%. You are injured, so it's better to concentrate on the written test."

Wang Qi waved his hand: "No need. I am also a cultivator in the Qi training stage. As long as I don't overuse my brain like this stupid cat, it's okay to not sleep for a few days. Besides, when have you ever seen me sharpen my sword before a battle?"

"You are injured, it's not suitable for you to practice."

"I know." Wang Qi put the porridge bowl in the storage bag on the table, and then took out another piece of draft paper: "Next is the time to study math problems, shut up, scumbag."

"Um..." Zhen Chanzi had never been choked like this in his life, and he was a little depressed for a while. But the former Mahayana monk still rationally suppressed his dissatisfaction. When he saw the bowl of porridge, he realized what Wang Qi might be studying. And the picture of the ancient method of thinking was something he could understand and absorb.

The first step Wang Qi took was to copy the picture recorded by the solidified porridge - compared with the complete picture of fire and cloud, this picture lacked many details and was just a blurry one. But Wang Qi painted it very seriously.

After the painting was finished, Wang Qi copied the first one he drew. Then, he drew a few strokes on the second painting, dividing the picture in the porridge into several irregular parts.

"Sure enough... rough or fragmented, it can be divided into several parts, and each part is similar to the shape of the whole after being reduced. This at least has the characteristics of a fractal on the surface."

Fractals, in simple terms, are patterns with self-similar properties. Its self-similarity from infinitesimal to infinitely large has fascinated countless mathematicians.

Wang Qi muttered to himself, then took out the third piece of paper and drew a complete picture of fire and cloud. He said that the first porridge picture was superimposed with the flame cloud picture, and the two were compared.

"This porridge picture is the skeleton of the fractal picture. It can be used to determine which part of this flame cloud picture is fractal and which part is decoration."

Soon, a strange figure full of mathematical beauty appeared in front of Wang Qi.

Facing this picture, Wang Qi was amazed. The ancient great man who drew the flame cloud picture was indeed a genius. He could hide such a beautiful picture in an ordinary religious painting. Wang Qi asked himself, I really can't do it.

Zhen Chanzi in the ring is looking forward to Wang Qi's research. As soon as Wang Qi drew the correct fractal picture, he sketched it in his mind and thought about it. Soon, the old man made a judgment based on his own knowledge of the Mahayana series: "It is useful, and the effect is much stronger than the original version-how did you do it?"

He Zhen Chanzi has obtained this flame cloud picture for tens of thousands of years, but he has no way to make any changes to it.

"Is this effective? Is it the fractal that works?" Wang Qi thought for a while, and then drew another picture. This picture is the other part of the flame cloud picture except the fractal picture: "Take a look at this."

After a while, Zhen Chanzi said: "This part has no effect."

Wang Qi suddenly realized: "No wonder the flame cloud picture has such a high error tolerance rate. It turns out that more than 90% of the pictures in it are useless!"

Fractal pictures have a mind-concentrating effect?

Is it possible that contemplating fractal pictures is a way to train the soul?

At first, Wang Daxueba felt a little absurd, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

——Shit, this seems to be really possible! The physical laws of the earth and Shenzhou are very different, and it is not impossible for fractal pictures to have this power!

Thinking of this, Wang Qi decided to contemplate a few more classic fractal pictures to try the effect.

Fractal is a collection of a type of graphics. Earth mathematicians have been studying fractals for more than a hundred years, and there are countless classic fractals.

Wang Qi started with the simplest one. He first tried to visualize the Koch snowflake. This fractal curve is one of the earliest proposed fractals, named because it resembles a snowflake. But after a while, Wang Qi frowned.

Useless?

Wang Qi did not give up, and changed the content of the meditation to the Sierpinski triangle. This infinitely self-similar triangle is common in the winter vacation homework "Fun Mathematics" of Chinese primary school students, and it is also a relatively simple fractal to describe.

Still useless.

The boy realized something and finally tried the Cantor set. Sure enough, he still got nothing.

"It seems that this is a special fractal." Wang Qi looked at the complete fractal diagram and said, "Let's call it the Lingbao fractal diagram."