My brainpower is evolving infinitely.

"Lin Ye..."

Zhang He's shouts came from afar, and Lin Ye walked towards his classmates.

Upon arriving at the hotel entrance, Zhang He, with a mischievous grin, teased:

"Hey Lin, that girl was so pretty, what's your relationship with her?"

Another student couldn't help but ask with a serious expression:

"Lin Ye, was the person you were just chatting with Qin Shuwan from the medical school?"

"It's her, what's wrong?"

"Hiss~ It really was her."

That student couldn't help but gasp.

Zhang He and several other classmates were confused and puzzled by what he said.

"Qin Shuwan, what's wrong?"

The classmate gave a bitter smile.

"You don't know, she's a top-tier rich, beautiful, and successful woman. You've heard of Huichuntang, right? It's the top-tier chain of traditional Chinese medicine pharmacies in Shanghai, and it belongs to her family."

"Hiss~"

"Holy crap, Lao Lin, you've eaten way too well!"

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped. The girls who had been flirting with Lin Ye just moments before suddenly wilted like frostbitten eggplants, no longer daring to flirt.

Lin Ye shook his head, somewhat speechless.

"It's not what you think. I've only met her a few times."

"You've only met her a few times and you're already chatting with her? And she was the one who initiated the conversation, wasn't she?"

Lin Ye knew that explaining this would only make things worse, so he didn't bother to say anything more.

"Let's go, the counselors should all be here by now."

"You've changed the subject again."

The group followed him into the hotel. Apart from Zhang He, the others showed more respect for Lin Yedou in their casual conversation.

Money, connections... these things have already subtly divided people into different classes.

Even without deliberately trying, they can create a sense of pressure for others.

This is based solely on people's current understanding of themselves.

If they knew they had become Superman, they probably wouldn't just feel respect, but even some fear.

Lin Ye sighed softly.

Soon, everyone arrived upstairs, where most of the classmates had already gathered.

The students started exchanging pleasantries. Some reminisced about the good and bad times of the past few years, some took the opportunity to confess their feelings, and others chatted casually about their future plans.

Some of the more sentimental ones already had tears in their eyes.

Lin Ye simply held a glass of red wine, leaned against the window, listened to the noise, and gazed at the bustling metropolis of Shanghai.

Before long, he suddenly heard a few strange discussions.

"I heard that something big happened at our Shanghai University this morning. Someone wrote a formula on the blackboard in the math department classroom, and dozens of math professors couldn't solve it."

"Really? That's amazing! Wouldn't that mean they could win a math prize?"

"Speaking of which, have you guys noticed that something seems off about the world lately? Strange things seem to be happening all the time."

"Now that you mention it, I think I kind of feel that way too."

"I heard there are man-eating monsters on the eastern coast, and even the military has gone there."

"Today I was scrolling through short videos and saw someone livestreaming. I don't know who did it, but someone punched a huge fist-shaped mark on a cliff. It looked like... its diameter must be at least twenty or thirty meters, no, forty or fifty meters!"

"My goodness, is this for real? Forty or fifty meters? Is that even possible for a human to shoot? Could it be photoshopped?"

"It's definitely not photoshopped. There was more than one live stream at the time, and people were also posting short videos. But it only lasted for a few minutes before it was all blocked. It's a pity I forgot to download it."

"Is something about to change in this world? A resurgence of spiritual energy? The awakening of gods and demons?"

...

These are just a few simple things, but most of the most shocking ones are related to myself.

It's not hard to imagine that in some circles, he has probably already become a legend!

Lin Ye did not feel secretly pleased; he was indifferent, neither happy nor sad.

"My mindset has grown quite a bit."

This is a good thing. If one's mindset doesn't improve, one will become a fool like Huang Hai.

Only a strong mind can control absolute power!

Soon, the hotel served the dishes, and everyone took their seats. At first, they made grand pronouncements, but after a few rounds of drinks, many of them were in tears.

...

On the other side, Tang Cuo in the courtyard stared intently at the draft paper, his brows furrowed tightly.

He had successfully solved the formula an hour after receiving it.

After all, he's a top-tier mathematician; if he didn't have these kinds of skills, Lin Ye wouldn't have sought him out.

At first, Tang Cuo just thought it was a difficult formula.

But when he finally got to the last step and got the answer, he was instantly shocked.

Because, at the end of that formula, there was actually a number!

With his intelligence, he could naturally guess that the other party's target was him!

He now has two paths before him.

The first thing is to give this number directly to the higher-ups.

However, Tang Cuo could also guess that he would never be able to find the other party with just this number. Instead, it would alert the other party and he might never see them again.

The second step is to call this number.

This road is fraught with unknown risks.

The other party might be an assassin; you need to determine your location.

It's also possible that the other party is a spy from another federation, trying to abduct him.

For the first time in his life, Tang Cuo hesitated!

At that moment, a woman walked in carrying dinner, smiling as she said:

"Mr. Tang, you've been sitting in this courtyard all day. Is this formula really that difficult?"

Old Tang glanced at the other person and smiled faintly.

"It's not difficult at all, it's just making things complicated."

"Indeed, what math problem in this world could possibly stump you?"

Old Tang nodded.

"Xiao Zhang, if you encountered something you most wanted to do in your life, and not doing it would leave you constantly filled with regret, but that thing might cost you your life or your freedom, would you do it?"

"this..."

The woman pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Probably."

Why?

"I'd rather be dead than suffer the torment of regret every day. Besides, I might not even die."

"You're right, you Gen Z kids are much more optimistic than us old folks."

"Look at what you're saying. I can't compare to you. I'm just an ordinary person. The world won't miss me if I'm here or not. But you're different. You're a pillar of the nation."

Tang Cuo smiled, said nothing more, silently finished his porridge, went into the room, took out an encrypted phone, and dialed the number.

Tang Cuo couldn't explain why he did it.

Perhaps it was because he was so lonely that he finally met someone "like him" and really didn't want to miss out on them.

Perhaps it was because he valued talent and didn't want the Federation to lose this talent.

In short, having lived for nearly a century and been obsessed with mathematics and absolute truth, he experienced for the first time in his life that emotion triumphed over reason.

He wanted to find that guy and see who he really was.