His name is Ai Ye, he has been smart since he was a child, and he has been admitted to the best schools in the city in elementary school, junior high school, and high school, and has been divided into the best top class in the same grade.

After graduating from high school and being admitted to a 985 university, he did not desperately make up for the lack of childhood play like many other college students who suddenly began to let go of themselves and neglect their studies after being admitted to a prestigious school, but still followed the rules and studied hard, finished his doctorate in one go, and entered a 211 university as a lecturer after leaving the postdoctoral station.

Ai Ye is undoubtedly a young talent with a bright future, and the aunt who wants to introduce him to the object can line up from his office to the door of the library.

But unexpectedly, at the age of 35, the late rebellious period suddenly came - Ai Ye felt that the retirement life in college was not what he wanted, he didn't want to be what his parents portrayed, he wanted to live for himself.

So, hiding from his parents and the tutor of his alma mater in another city, he quit his job at the university and went to work as an administrator at the provincial museum in the disbelief of countless colleagues.

Ai Ye likes to quietly look at these works of art, which are complete, mutilated, or have been restored many times, and look at these crystallization of human wisdom, and he finds peace and liberation in the beauty of art - he often feels that he has transcended the shackles of the body, and his consciousness has entered a new realm, absorbing all the "beauty" created by nature and human beings like an artistic glutton.

Although he no longer teaches at universities, he still delves into the Fermat conjecture, the four-color conjecture and the Goldbach conjecture. In mathematics, a discipline that can abuse students to the point of incompleteness and doubt about life, he felt the beauty of art, and perhaps this is the inner motivation for him to maintain his enthusiasm for learning and complete his doctorate in one go.

In addition to quietly appreciating the beauty of art, he also likes to watch some Internet - there are many colleagues who like to read Internet at the university where he once worked.

However, Ai Ye does not read those cookie-cutter routines, he only likes to see the sparks of thought of spiritual authors, these sparks represent the most whimsical thoughts of human beings of the same era, and they are another "beauty" of human consciousness beyond the shackles of matter

On this night shift, after finishing his work, he lay on the bed in the duty room, and used his mobile phone to look through a niche article with a big brain but few readers.

The author is capricious and absurd, and what he writes does not at all meet the readers' preferences cultivated by commercial online articles.

But Ai Ye likes it, he likes the author's quirky and interesting ideas......

When he suddenly discovered that the runes on the flying magic weapon in the text turned out to be the "Bernoulli equation" that he was familiar with, he couldn't help but smile - is this author so "rigorous" in his "study"?

Ai Ye changed his habit of only reading articles and not commenting on the past, clicked on the chapter review input box, thought about it, and typed down a few words with a smile: "Isn't this the equation of vain effort......?"

Without waiting for him to type out the words behind him, the whole world turned into a snow-white ......

......

Then he was born, and his soul pierced.

His father, Ace, and mother, You Wei, are both highly qualified monks of the East China Sea School, and his name in this life is Ivor.

Since he was a child, Ivor has behaved modestly and precociously, and because his ancestors have royal blood, his friends all envy and respectfully call him "Count Ivor".

He was treated as a star-studded moon for the first five years of this world.

However, just like the protagonists of those routine texts, the development of the story requires fierce conflicts - when he was 5 years old, the Donghai faction arranged for the Daozi to conduct a qualification test for cultivating immortals, and even the weakest of the friends and often bullied Xiao Guihai could incorporate a trace of aura into his body, but Ivor was completely unable to absorb the aura.

From the peak to the bottom, the young Ivor experienced the journey of the crane tail in his previous life.

The monks and Taoists of the Donghai sect had never given birth to a child who had no qualifications to cultivate immortals, and all the children in the sect laughed at Ivor, and even "Count Ivor" changed from an honorific title to a nickname.

Ivor had read all the classics his mother had copied for him, but he couldn't find the reason why he couldn't cultivate—his physical body met all the cultivation conditions, and even slightly better than other children, but the reality was so unreasonable.

He struggled to grow up to the age of 16, and calculus mathematics and physical formulas were the only spiritual sustenance that could make him forget these inexplicable "realities".

On this day, in the grove behind the East China Sea School, Ivor Fu performed Bernoulli's equation on a flat stump cut out of a flying sword......

After a whirlwind, he fell on a pile of dead grass in the wilderness.

Ivor looked around...... Completely unfamiliar environment - crossed again?!

Does this mean that online readers are much more likely to travel than physical readers?

The first time he crossed, he didn't touch any museum heirlooms, picked up and bought strange things that others stuffed in his hands, and he was in the prime of life, and the medical examination report showed that he was quite healthy!

...... Perhaps it was some mysterious reason that caused his soul to leave his body temporarily—something like a dream of Huangliang......

But what happened this time? Why did it change to meat wear, and even the clothes on the body were not messed up at all!

Could it be ...... The problem is in the Bo effort equation?