By the time I came out of the hospital, the sun had sunk below the horizon, a few stars had risen in the eastern sky, and the night was gradually swallowing the sky.

Reiner held the paper in his hand, this paper that had been buried for ten years, was lying quietly in Reiner's place at this time, and the energy contained in it had been stored for too long, but he could not find a place to erupt.

He knew what he had to do.

Now that the dissertation review committee had long since left work, and presumably the huge office was empty, Reiner summoned a carriage and returned to the hotel where he lived.

He examined it again, examined the paper, then picked up his pen and began to write the letter on a piece of paper.

The letter was addressed not to a High Mage or Legendary Mage, but to the High Council as a whole.

While such behavior may seem a bit out of the way, Reiner believes that the paper is worth the weight.

By the time he finished the long letter, it was already late at night, and Reiner read the letter again before sealing it with wax and handing it over to the owl of the inn to send, which was not so convenient in ordinary hotels, and only because the hotel had a certain cooperative relationship with the Magic Society, it would always have owls.

Early the next morning, Reiner arrived at the paper review committee in a horse-drawn carriage.

He was the first to arrive, and before the crowd at the gate had gathered, Reiner was able to enter the manor without any problems.

Reiner, who had rubbed five copies of the paper in his hand, returned to his seat, and it was only then that Big Bear Bell yawned and walked into the office.

"Morning, little Reiner, it's really early today."

Bell picked up the cup and brewed a cup of coffee before slowly sitting down.

Afterwards, several other people also arrived at the office one after another, and today was the day of the regular discussion, and everyone was sorting out the papers that needed to be discussed at the meeting later, and there was no communication.

It was about half an hour before Director Percival stood up and clapped his hands.

"Let's have a meeting."

Several people followed to the next conference room, still in the same seat, Reiner sat next to Igor with the stack of papers in his hand.

"What is this?"

Igor was a little strange that Reiner seemed to be holding a copy of the paper, but it stands to reason that he would not receive a review job.

"We'll find out later."

Reiner didn't explain, just glanced at Percival.

"So, let's start today's meeting, starting with ......"

Percival spoke as usual, but soon a raised hand interrupted his next speech.

“...... Reiner, is there anything you can do? ”

Everyone's eyes turned to Reiner, only to see the young mage slowly stand up and speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a paper here that I think has the value of being discussed first."

Hearing Reiner's words, the jury members in the conference room were a little puzzled.

Reiner's day-to-day job is to sort out papers that have been reviewed by other reviewers, and as an assistant reviewer, he doesn't read papers as the first reviewer, so where does he get this paper coming from?

"Reiner, where did you get your paper?"

Roger asked, feeling nothing about the young mage, just plain puzzled.

"It was given to me by an old man, and this is her son's paper, which has been rejected in the past, but I don't think the judges' opinions at that time were correct."

Reiner's explanation caused Percival to raise an eyebrow.

"Wait, do you mean this paper is the same one in the hands of the mages out there who want us to re-evaluate their papers?"

Hannah whispered, glancing at Percival before continuing.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about in those papers."

"Is it another perpetual motion machine?"

Roger quipped, and he smiled, but when he saw the cold faces of everyone around him, he cleared his throat and didn't speak again.

"Hannah-sama, why don't you read the paper before commenting on it?"

Reiner said, then looking at Percival.

"Director Percival, the purpose of this paper review committee is to re-evaluate those innovative papers that may be buried, and this one in my hand can definitely be called subversive, and I swear by the Hohenheim Gold Cup in my hand."

Originally, Percival thought that Reiner was a manufacturable material, so he would spend time advising him to focus on improving his magical strength, but a conversation that night made Percival know that Reiner was not the same kind as himself.

Originally, Percival could of course forcibly reject Reiner's proposal, but this was indeed against the principles established by the thesis review committee, and if Reiner went to a high-level mage to say something in the future, he might be held accountable, so Percival nodded slightly.

"Say it, Reiner."

Seeing that he had been agreed, Reiner did not rush to say the content of the paper, but passed the copy in his hand to everyone present.

"Guys, I suggest you read this paper first."

He said, then added.

"This is a paper on mathematics that will not cause cognitive collapse, so you can rest assured."

It's a poke at his own title of skull-crusher.

Big Bear Bell smiled and took the paper, only to frown when he saw the title.

"The unity of the equations of motion? It's been a long time since there has been a breakthrough in this issue. ”

You know, even the discoverer of the three laws of kinematics, the legendary mage Isaris. Alberton failed in this, and it was too difficult to unify the various equations of motion.

But this is also just as Reiner said, it is a mathematical paper, only starting from the formulas of the various equations of motion, and completely deductive methods to explore the problem, the Great Bear Bell is not good at mathematics, and is soon confused by the various changes in it.

But this did not prevent him from looking any further, until he saw the integration of the two motions on the surface, and then he saw the -1 that stood out in the open square root symbol.

"What is this?"

Big Bear Bell's eyes widened, and he looked at the paper in disbelief, he was attracted by the formula, even if the mathematical foundation was not very good, he could feel the harmonious beauty of the formula, it was like a beautiful song, without the slightest flaw, pure and flawless.

Only this i, this imaginary number, it was so weird, so incomprehensible, that it made Big Bear Bell's mind swell, and for the first time, when reading a math paper, he felt as if his cognition had a slight concussion.

Raising his head, Big Bear Bell wanted to see the reaction of the others, but saw Director Percival, who was sitting at one end of the long table, with a blue face.