Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 157 Evening Death... Sigh, can't I stay alive?

Ding Yi, the first to rush to the front of the stage, was kicked off by Luo Qing.

"You!" Ding Yi got up, patted the grass sticking to his body, and pointed at Luo Qing with a face full of indignation.

"Shut up. Whoever I say can go, or I'll make sure none of you can go."

Luo Qing said fiercely, and then a full ten thousand sword lights fell from the sky, locking onto the heads of all the scientists.

"Line up! I said only those who are going to their deaths can go, otherwise I'll let you die here in vain!"

After Luo Qing shouted this, the fervent scientists all fell silent.

"The Wallfacer wasn't this irritable before, what's wrong with him today?" someone whispered.

"The Wallfacer stands with us ordinary people. He must be very angry too, after all, these scientists are so irresponsible!"

"But aren't there a lot of sword lights? There are only a little over 1000 scientists going to their deaths, so why are there 10,000 sword lights?"

"Who knows, he seems to have locked up all the scientists present without any discrimination."

"Brother, I'm not a scientist, how come I'm locked up too?" A middle-aged man pointed to the sword light above his head.
What's your educational background?

"PhD……"

"Oh, I see. The Wallfacer's sword light is aimed at all highly educated talents."

"Why is there educational discrimination? I also want to be targeted by the sword light," someone said with a laugh.

The 10,001st sword light appeared instantly, locking onto the head of the boastful person.

The latter immediately shut his mouth.

"Well, what's done is done. Let's just eat some grass," someone sighed helplessly.

Various whispers arose among the people, and Luo Qing swept his divine sense across them, naturally grasping most of the content of these private conversations.

Despite the countless cameras and live broadcasts, Luo Qing didn't care about his image. He simply held a white sword and stood guard at the only entrance.

"Scientists from the Earth-Three-Body Organization, come up first. The rest of you, wait for my roll call."

After Luo Qing finished speaking, the White Emperor Holy Sword at the entrance was raised like a parking lot barrier.

The 13 ETO scientists looked at each other, but ultimately walked up with firm steps.

The exchange of life and truth has begun.

The first group of 13 ETO scientists walked up the long ramp toward the Altar of Truth. Most of these 13 people were physicists, and the rest were mathematicians.

The whispers quickly subsided, and apart from the occasional click of camera shutters, the venue, packed with millions of people, fell silent. In this quiet, the voices of the risk takers carried undiminished to everyone's ears.

"Please ask your questions."

Interestingly, almost everyone guessed what the Earth-Three-Body Organization scientists' question was.

"We want to know if there is a solution to the three-body problem?"

When the question was asked, the six-dimensional sophon pressed itself tightly against the altar of truth, as if trying to hear something, but it was destined to be disappointed.

Risk taker: "There's a solution, it's very simple. I've already shown it above, just look up."

"Wow, there's even a solution to this?"

A mathematician below heard the answer in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

Similarly, this answer instantly excited the Trisolaran civilization, but the excitement quickly subsided. What good was a solution if they were destined never to find it?

Under the envious gaze of Zhizi, the scientists from the Trisolaran organization quickly finished reading the answer and began to whisper among themselves.

In the understanding of both humanity and the Trisolaran civilization, the three-body problem, within the scope of classical mechanics, generally has no analytical solution because the equations of motion of the three-body system are highly nonlinear, making it impossible to obtain an accurate analytical solution that can be represented by a finite number of fundamental functions through conventional mathematical methods.

The problem is that the Risk Mitigators' solution method far exceeds the limitations of the current universe. While the Three-Body Problem is indeed unsolvable in three-dimensional space according to their answer, when its three-dimensional projection is extracted into a higher-dimensional space, the previously unsolvable mathematical problem suddenly has a simple solution: the motion of the three bodies in three-dimensional space forms periodic fractal patterns on the surface of the higher-dimensional space. Thus, a finite and concise answer appears in the sky.

The people on the altar of truth remained silent for a long time, until an ETO mathematician calmly said, "I regret it. The answer is too simple, so simple that I feel it's not worth it."

The risk-taker's voice remained unchanged: "You have 10 minutes to discuss." "Can we survive?" the mathematician asked.

"No," the risk remover shook his head.

"Fuck your mother." The mathematician clenched his fist at the sky.

The risk-taker remained expressionless.

Everyone heard the conversation and became even more curious about the answer.

"My God, how could the Three-Body Problem possibly have a solution? It's an infinite problem in mathematics. Even if it did have a solution, it should be an irrational number. How could there be a simple solution?"

"I also study math. I'm curious, but I'm afraid of dying..."

"It's truly unbelievable. Using irrational numbers as the answer is meaningless. The scientists on stage said the answer is very simple, so it must not be an irrational number. If it were just an irrational number, we could also get a similar answer using mathematical analysis."

"Oh my god, I can't even imagine it, I really can't resist, I want to go too."

"Don't go. Didn't you see those dozen or so scientists from the Trisolaran organization already regretting it so much that they were crying their eyes out?"

"Since things have come to this, let's just eat some grass."

Everyone was extremely curious about the answer, including Luo Qing. Although he wasn't particularly skilled in mathematics, he was familiar with the three-body problem, a famous unsolvable mathematical problem. Luo Qing simply couldn't imagine how to solve it.

We can't actually display a line of irrational numbers, can we?
Driven by this intense curiosity, he looked up at the sky, where the answer lay.

Those outside the Altar of Truth obviously cannot see it. The answer shown by the Risk Remover using short membranes (electromagnetic waves) cannot be analyzed by humans with the naked eye, and the short membranes (electromagnetic waves) will not spread beyond the Altar of Truth to reveal the answer.

As for the Wallfacer, in its observations over the past ninety years, it has not found that the Wallfacer has the ability to analyze short membranes (electromagnetic waves).

Releasing short-wavelength electromagnetic waves requires the least energy from the risk-taker, and based on the first and second laws of thermodynamics, it tends to minimize energy consumption. This is a superior quality of every advanced civilization's individual and sensor.

After all, the resources of the universe are finite.

Be frugal.

But Luo Qing kept staring intently at that spot.

The sky above the Altar of Truth was empty, but soon, under his gaze filled with intense emotion and boundless curiosity, the line of information composed of electromagnetic waves gradually distorted and appeared.

"So higher-dimensional space doesn't just exist in the microscopic world, it also exists in the macroscopic world. The unsolvable three-body problem is just a simple projection in higher-dimensional space... Wait, why can I see it?"

Luo Qing remained expressionless, but his nascent soul was completely dumbfounded.

As the ten minutes were about to end, a clear, unison chant rang out from the Altar of Truth: "Risk Eliminators, go to hell with you!"

The risk remover waved his hand, and the thirteen Trisolaran scientists instantly transformed into thirteen balls of deep blue plasma flames. The deep blue flames quickly turned pale yellow and rose high into the sky, merging with the sky and disappearing.

On the altar of truth, only the risk-taker remains standing at the center.

Risk taker: "Let the second batch come up."

Ding Yi rushed forward again, but Luo Qing kicked him back.

Ding Yi stumbled and rolled back into the lush, abundant water plants, this time being kicked unconscious by Luo Qing.

“You guys are the most enthusiastic, go ahead,” Luo Qing said to the Japanese scientists led by Matsuda Seiichi.

Matsuda Seiichi broke free from his wife's grasp, and a gunshot rang out, but this did not shake his will. He and several other like-minded followers strode up to the altar of truth.

Compared to the scientists from the Trisolaran organization, Seiichi Matsuda was better prepared.

After walking to the center of the stage, he prepared a test paper for the risk removers, which contained 11 simple math problems.

Seiichi Matsuda said, "There are 11 of us, and 11 questions. We all want to get all 11 answers at the same time. Is that against the rules?"

“It’s a math problem.” The risk-taker glanced at the exam paper and smiled, the first time he had shown any emotion in his smile. “No foul play, you can see all the answers, but I will only give you one hour to read them.”

"That's enough." Matsuda Seiichi breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)