[Quick Transmigration] COS saves the world

Demlet didn't understand why he would do something that shamed Athens like being blindfolded by lard, but the thing had already happened, and he could only regret it. After all, there is no regret medicine in this world, and he can't turn back time —he should steal from the Academy of Athens, and he must be punished.

Demlet didn't want to recall the crimes he committed, but when he was questioned over and over by angry scholars, he couldn't help but think of the scene he saw this morning...

Since the establishment of the Academy of Athens, countless talented scholars have poured into it. He once thought that even if he was not the smartest person in Athens, he could at least be ranked among the top five. However...just a few days of discussion and study were enough to make him realize his own Shallow and ignorant.There are many people who are smarter than him here, there are many geniuses who are better than him here, and there are many people who are more knowledgeable than him here-he is here, not to mention the top five, I am afraid that even No one in the top fifty.

This was a blow to Demlet, but he also knew that this was an extremely rare learning opportunity, because no one had ever thought of establishing such an academy to gather everyone together and learn knowledge like training martial arts .Plato is like the winter sun, breaking through the fog in front of them all at once.If they used to feel that there was a big mountain blocking them when they were studying, now Plato removed the mountain and let them see the endless plain.

So although Demlet is jealous and restless, he still cherishes every opportunity to learn.But even so, he still insists that his talent is not weaker than anyone else, and he firmly believes that he just needs a little more time to catch up with or even surpass those scholars who are more knowledgeable than him—as long as he never lets go any new knowledge.

After all, as far as he knows, people younger than him are less knowledgeable than him, and people who are more knowledgeable than him are at least ten years older than him except Aristotle.This gave him a lot of confidence, and also made him keep the habit of checking the question column every day-of course, other people would also check it, but they like to take a look at it when they go home after school every day, and for him Learn new knowledge earlier than others and always maintain the habit of checking twice a day.

Those who work hard are always lucky. When everyone gathered together to discuss the doubts of the day before class this morning, Demlet listened to the knowledge he was familiar with. Out of boredom, he decided to check the question column in advance. But before he got closer, he saw the figure squatting on the ground, holding a branch and constantly writing and drawing on the sand, and from his movements of looking up at the question column from time to time, it can be seen that—— He is answering questions on the question board.

Although he could see that the clothes on the man were not expensive, and he could even guess from the large and small pockets hanging on his body that he was not even a scholar but a businessman, but the confidence in the other party's eyes and the investment on his face But Demlet couldn't help but stop for a moment—maybe he can really solve those questions that have been hanging on it for several days and still no one can answer!For no reason, he just had such a feeling.

Oddly enough, Demlet hesitated. Standing on the stone steps, under the cover of trees, he cast his eyes on the handwriting on the sand... In less than ten seconds, Demlet was surprised that the other party was geometrically His attainments are definitely above him!Whether it is the calibration method framed by the three exquisite lines or the simple and clear calculation formula, Demlet is fascinated and intoxicated by it.

When he came back to his senses, Demlet found that the parchment in his hand had been densely copied with the drawing and calculation process written by the other party.Demlet's breathing couldn't help but stagnate, which is not something an upright scholar should do.But Demlet looked at the back of the wandering merchant who was running towards his fellow bard not far away, and his heart was filled with envious anger—he obviously had such a talent but didn't know how to cherish it, so he would do it on his own. A traveling merchant!

Since he is really a traveling merchant, then these exquisite drawing methods and formulas do not know when they will become known to the world, and they will even be submerged in the crowd along with him—since he never thought of letting them They come out, let him bring them into this world!He only needs to smooth out the traces on the sand, and he can take all of them as his own, and he can become their "creator"!The whole Academy of Athens will sing his name...

Once again Demlet's actions outpaced his brains.He quickly stepped forward to smooth the sand, and even broke off the branches again and threw them far into the lake, and then fled the scene in a hurry holding the parchment he recorded—it was just a traveling merchant, he quickly would have left Athens, and he would never find out what he had done!

Demlet was immersed in his fantasies, but the fear of stealing other people's knowledge made him tremble uncontrollably, and his face turned blue and white, as if in an emergency.He repeatedly refused the help of the students who came to inquire, and hurriedly tried to hide the parchments in his hand before class and wait until the right time to use them, but the busier he was, the more chaotic he became.

His hands were always trembling, causing him to pull the things in his arms into a mess. Seeing that the time for class was getting closer, Demlet shook out the parchment that was tightly held in his hand in a panic.The parchment that was shaken out spread out naturally, and Demlet's breathing stopped suddenly, and he rushed to pick it up, but only saw a broad palm pick it up before him.

"This is yours? Be careful, don't take it again..." The one who picked up the parchment was Plato who came to teach.

Plato originally wanted to return the parchment in his hand to this reckless young man, but with just a glance, his eyes could no longer move away from the delicate picture: "You unwrapped this?!" He hurriedly glanced at the scroll. After the above calculations, he immediately recognized two of the problems he raised, and the other was a difficult problem that both he and Aristotle were studying recently.

Because he is also studying it himself, he can confirm at a glance that the other party's thinking has no mistakes or omissions, and even in terms of simplicity, it is especially superior to the process of his calculation with Aristotle.Plato couldn't help but take back the half-handed hand—he was a little reluctant to hand the parchment back now.He didn't want to grab the student's things, so he could only cover up and waved to Aristotle who was behind him, pointed to the parchment and motioned him to look at the problem they were studying.

Aristotle couldn't help being amazed after seeing it, and repeatedly praised: "It's wonderful! This is really a genius method! Did you really think of these?"

Facing Plato and Aristotle's repeated questioning, and listening to their constant praise, the fire in Demlet's heart instantly burned out his reason, and he blurted out: "Yes, I came up with this!"

His eager response calmed Plato and Aristotle.Plato couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling that his knowledge did not match his cultivation, but Aristotle raised his eyebrows—he is a person who believes in feelings, and he can see from these concise formulas To a great soul, not a man like a bull rushing like a fire with its tail on its tail.

"Did you really research this?" Aristotle asked again with a sullen face.

Demlet's complexion changed drastically when he was asked, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like rain.But he knew he would be doomed if he admitted now that he lied—"Yes, it was me!" he snapped.But all his uncontrollable body movements seemed to say no.

This time not only Aristotle, Plato and the surrounding scholars also saw the clues, and everyone immediately talked about it.Aristotle sneered even more because he was not much older than Demlet, and he was young and energetic. Aristotle immediately took out a pen and paper, and briefly browsed the contents of the parchment Immediately, he wrote a question and put it in front of Demlet—"Come on, use the method you have researched to solve it, otherwise I have reason to suspect that you have stolen other people's knowledge."

Stealing in Athens is punishable by court, even if he is a citizen of Athens, he must be punished by law.Demlet's face couldn't help turning paler, but he still took the pen and paper handed over by Aristotle bravely - he had watched Shen Yan complete the entire calculation process, although he hadn't fully understood Shen Yan yet. The formulas and theories listed by Yan, but he can still roughly write down his thinking.

For his own reputation, Demlet had to bite the bullet and count down according to his own memory. As long as he could calculate Aristotle's accusation, it would be untenable. No matter how much they doubted him, they would lose the evidence—— However, no matter which branch of the subject of mathematics has the same characteristic, that is, even if you know the idea, you may not be able to calculate the result. Moreover, Demlet didn't even know the idea, so he failed without accident.

Demlet looked pale at the calculation that could no longer be carried out in front of him, and he knew that he was finished!

"Hmph!" Aristotle snorted coldly, and asked again with unfriendly eyes: "Where did you steal these achievements? Do you know that you are killing the future of geometry? You sinner, don't hesitate to confess them." in the hope that their masters will forgive your crimes!"

Plato sighed and persuaded: "Demlet, you are a smart child, but your eyes are blinded by eager utilitarianism. This is not the thinking that an outstanding scholar should have-tell them their origins, the only way. To lessen your guilt a little. His knowledge will be the treasure of the world, for the development of geometry, and for the prosperity of Athens, boy, confess."

Regret, fear, and jealousy were intertwined in Demlet's heart, but in the end regret prevailed—"Well, I said..."

Although Demlet didn't know Shen Yan or his name, the characteristics of foreigners and merchants were enough to help them narrow down the scope of their search—and most of the scholars in the Academy of Athens had good connections. and their identities, so not long after, they locked on their target and rushed to the hotel where Shen Yan and the others were staying.

Shen Yan did not expect that these scholars would be so enthusiastic about finding his traces, so when Shen Yan and the others, who did not pay enough attention to this omission, packed up their things and were about to leave, they happened to meet Athens blocking the door. Everyone in the academy.Demlet, who was pressed by the crowd, recognized Shen Yan at a glance, and immediately pointed at him and shouted: "It's him!"

Shen Yan was taken aback by the sudden shout, and before he recovered, he was surrounded by a group of people. Even Ye Ying and Wei Bo were pushed out of the crowd without noticing for a while, and Shen Yan was so frightened Backed away, and said repeatedly: "Wait a minute! Wait a moment! Who can explain to me what's going on?!"