Sir! Don't close the net!

Bert glanced at the name on the locked locker and instinctively called out, "Bridget—"

Bert was answered by the sound of the lounge door closing.

Turning his head to look at the closed lounge door, Bert began to try hard to recall images related to Bige. He remembered that he and Bige were the same age and both came from the Maws. He vaguely remembered things that happened when they were still minors, but after he turned sixteen, he could no longer find Bige's face.

McCarthy, Joshua, Nata—one familiar yet unfamiliar face after another greeted him every day in the same place, with the same gestures but different tones.

Bert closed the locker and looked at his name on it, a slight ripple stirring in his calm heart.

Those were their names, but in Instas, in Austin, and even in their own eyes, their names were just numbers—numbers like Gay's McCarthy, numbered Bert's McCarthy—and these numbers began to become things that didn't need to be remembered.

There's only McCarthy among real estate agents.

Bige doesn't even remember the name that corresponds to his face anymore, and he doesn't even remember what Bige's original face looked like. Even if Bige takes off all the masks, he probably still wouldn't recognize the other person.

Bert looked down at the empty tubes at his feet, which were covered with various names, his pupils dilating and contracting.

In India... what are successful people really like...?

Chapter Thirty-Eight: The World Indicated by Formulas

In the logistics department head's office in Yangcun, a rectangular conference table large enough to seat thirty people was piled high with documents containing all sorts of data, and all the Yunzhong executives were hunched over the table, furiously writing on draft paper.

Every now and then, Yunzhong's executives would stop writing, their brows furrowed as if they had encountered some kind of century-old problem. But as soon as they looked up at the formulas hanging on the blackboard where everyone could see them, they would suddenly have an epiphany and continue writing furiously.

Meanwhile, Li Yili was sitting in her boss's chair with her legs crossed, leisurely playing with the custom-made wooden parts.

"Are you sure this is really reliable?" Elma, who was looking at the data calculated by the CEO of Yunzhong, couldn't help but look up and ask.

“It’s just a simple leverage calculation. Just substitute the numbers in the table into the formula, and even a six-year-old can calculate the correct number,” Li Yili blinked. “Aren’t the numbers they calculated exactly the same?”

“That… is true,” Alma pouted subconsciously, somewhat unwilling, “but can force really be calculated? And so easily? By the way, where did you get this… formula?”

"Junior high school physics textbook".

"Huh?" Alma tilted her head. "What did you just say?"

"I love you."

"Hey—" Alma's face flushed red instantly, she stood up abruptly, raised her hand and slammed it on the table, "Do you think it's funny to talk about me like this!"

“Hmm, it’s quite fun,” Li Yili said, holding up the parts in her hand. “Miss Alma, you should have already determined from these data that this formula is positive.”

"Yes, force can be measured, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept asking me to confirm."

Alma's expression froze, and she slowly sat back down, glaring resentfully at the Cloud Clan executive officer who was writing furiously.

The formula for calculating force provided by Li Yili is like a thread. It looks simple, but once you follow this thread upwards, you will enter a huge framework. Many inconspicuous things will become unfamiliar, while you are gradually becoming familiar with that unfamiliarity.

Now, they can easily calculate the force of the lever. What will they calculate next?

“Oh, right, Miss Alma, how long will it take for the Fire Sprite to deliver the springs I need?” Li Yili stopped assembling the springs. “As the largest steel mill in Instars, you must have a lot of orders lined up.”

However, to prevent you from shifting the blame back to the Fire Elf because the project failed due to the Fire Elf's lack of cooperation, the Fire Elf has now prioritized orders for the Black Goat's cubs.

After holding her breath for a while, Alma lowered her head and said, "You know fire spirits are very busy."

Although Li Yili's demands were outrageous, Fire Elf was still able to work overtime to produce them without affecting normal work. However, if she were to reveal this matter... Li Yili would definitely ask for an exorbitant amount.

"Hmph~ Then send over a sample first," Li Yili said, waving her hand at Alma after slightly raising her gaze.

Because being good at physics sounds cool, he took physics very seriously in middle school, high school, and college.

Although... taking it seriously doesn't guarantee a good result, it at least leaves a vague impression.

I don't know if it's just the effect of Gungnir, or if all levels of heritage have this effect, but since using Gungnir, a lot of the knowledge I gave back to my teacher has been recovered with interest.

"What do you need the sample for?" Alma asked instinctively.

“Calculate the spring constant of those materials, and while you’re at it, calculate the strength of those materials,” Li Yili smiled brightly at Alma.

Can this be counted too?

Alma raised her hand and slapped her forehead hard.

She regrets it now.

Because Li Yili gave her precise and associative answers, she couldn't help but expand her thinking along those formulas. As a result, black, blurry letters and numbers began to twist on everything around her, and even her arms were wrapped with circles of blurry, indistinct formulas.

Alma shook her head violently, gritted her teeth, and pinched her thigh hard, only managing to escape that terrible world thanks to the pain that almost brought tears to her eyes.

“Miss Alma, is there anything else you'd like to ask? Today is a perk day, you can ask me anything you're curious about without having to cut your skirt short,” Li Yili said, spreading her arms wide. “Like, how I'm going to calculate the gunpowder later—”

"Wait, wait! I'm not curious about anything!"

Alma raised her hand to cover her ears in horror.

El, who was calculating the data, shook his head.

Alma is an excellent secretary with strong professional skills. Her only problem is that she has an excessive curiosity and lacks respect for Li Yili.

“Really? What a pity,” Li Yili shrugged and turned back to continue fiddling with the wooden parts in her hands.

Alma finally breathed a long sigh of relief, then hung her head dejectedly and continued to sort through the experimental data handed over by the Cloud Enforcement Executive.

She now understood why El always said things like "don't overthink it, just trust and do it." Of course, she was certain that her reasoning was completely different from El's.

Alma couldn't help but steal a glance at Li Yili, who was playing with the wooden parts, and a few beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

It is said that when those favored by the gods absorb the legacy and gain the power of the ancient final god, they will receive completely unknown knowledge. That knowledge constructs a completely unknown world, and many of those favored by the gods go mad and become pollutants because they cannot understand or accept that unknown world.

Through Li Yili's formula, she saw an unknown world. If that world were to fall, the world she saw would undoubtedly be dissected into a simple jigsaw puzzle of numbers and letters, and everything she knew would be arranged in a strange way in front of her.

This process was like becoming a chosen one of the gods, but she didn't feel like she was going crazy at all. Instead, she had an absurd feeling that she was gradually understanding everything. It wasn't that an unknown world was forcibly intruding into her mind, but rather that the world she was in had been changed.

This silent infiltration and modification made Alma uneasy yet itchy to get her way.

“Do you need to go to the toilet? Just go, it’s not like we’re taking an exam,” Li Yili glanced at Alma, who was squirming in her chair with her legs crossed.

"I……"

After a long pause, Alma lowered her head, blushed, and muttered softly.

"I don't need to go to the bathroom, I'm just a little... curious..."

"Miss Alma, you—"

Li Yili opened her mouth wide.

"Could it be that he is an extremely thirsty type?"

"Nothing's wrong! I just needed to use the restroom!"

Chapter Thirty-Nine: You'll Regret It!

Ultimately, Alma suppressed her curiosity and chose to organize the data calculated by the Cloud Clan executives. Initially, she was still unwilling to admit defeat and tried to...

The data calculated by the Yunzhong executives, who did not communicate or look around during the entire process, was almost identical, proving that Li Yili's formula was flawed.

Those few different ones were also calculated incorrectly during the calculation process.

Alma also substituted the data from previous experiments into the formula to calculate, eliminating the precision errors of the instruments. The data was completely consistent. That simple formula made the catapult, which they couldn't understand and could only grasp by feeling, disassemble and reassemble into a... rule.

Is this man some kind of living legacy?

Alma couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Ta-da!"

The heavy tolling of the bell echoed inside the Yangcun Logistics Building. Li Yili placed the wooden submarine she had assembled on the table, stood up, and clapped her hands. "Alright, alright—no need to calculate any further. The numbers are infinite, but the actual operational space is limited. Continuing any further will lead to meaningless results."

The Yunzhong executives then put down their pens, stood up, and tidied up the draft paper and the calculated experimental tables in front of them.

"Tomorrow's task is to calculate the error based on the data obtained from the experiment in the table, within the operational range. El, you select a group of people to calculate the spring constant using the new formula tomorrow. The calculation is much more difficult than that of the catapult, so you'll have to work a little harder."

"I understand!"

El stood up and bowed slightly to Li Yili, his serious expression prompting Li Yili to inwardly complain that this was just a topic in a second-year physics lab.

“Um… Mr. Li Yili, oh no—Minister, what should I do!” Zig raised his hand and waved it vigorously, then scratched his face somewhat embarrassedly. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I can be of much help with arithmetic.”

He tried hard to understand the formulas, but the more he tried to understand them, the more headaches he got. The numbers and letters were like a wall blocking his way, preventing him from exploring further.

“I see… Well, Zieg, you can start physical training,” Li Yili nodded after circling Zieg a few times with her chin in her hand.

"Huh? Physical fitness?" Zieg blinked.

“That’s right,” Li Yili snapped her fingers, “Yor.”

"What are your orders, Minister?" Joel quickly stood on Li Yili's lap, his head slightly lowered.

“Build a pool on the roof of the Sheep Village Building and fill it with water… Don’t use the water from Dead Man’s Sea. Heat and disinfect all the water that comes in,” Li Yili said, raising her finger and waving it from side to side.

Joel nodded immediately. "I understand."

Li Yili raised her chin and placed her hand on Zig's shoulder. "Zig, starting tomorrow, you need to get used to the feeling of being in the water. It would be best if you could be like a fish."

Zig blinked, somewhat puzzled, but nodded nonetheless, pumping his fist with enthusiasm, "I'll do my best!"

"Alright—meeting adjourned."

Li Yili smiled brightly, picked up her backpack and slung it over her shoulder, waving goodbye to Alma before leaving.

"Don't forget to report today's events to Josephine, Abu. Give Secretary Alma a report on the experiment."

"OK--"

Abu Jean immediately slapped his poorly written lab report into Alma's hand.

Alma's eye twitched violently.

The formula written by Li Yili is of great significance, and the experimental data she has will prove that the formula is true. If it is handed over to Josephine, Josephine will no longer regard Li Yili as a fool who is blinded by good luck as before.

"You'll regret this!"

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Ah—I shouldn't have given this lab report to Josephine…

Alma deeply regretted the rash thing she had done.

“What is all this?” Joey flipped through the lab report in his hand, a strange smile on his face as he looked at Alma. “Alma, let me confirm again, this is the confidential document about the black goat’s offspring that you obtained.”

Josephine interlaced his fingers, and although he didn't speak, his narrowed eyes revealed his deep dissatisfaction with Alma's confidential documents.

“Yes,” Alma said, forcing herself to speak.

“Ha… Alma, being cautious is a good thing, but you also need to have your own judgment. Don’t bother me and the minister with everything. We’re very busy,” Joey shook her head and casually tossed the documents onto the table. “What kind of nonsense is this? You might as well give me a price list.”