Chapter Eighty-Four: The Great Mathematician Gray Nothing (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)
Fang Mu tried to think about it, with his gray character, the first thing he did when he got the wooden box in his hand was to smash it open, but he never expected that he would seriously solve the code.
Isn't this the kind of super fierce zombie, how can the way the wooden box be opened is so elegant?
Gray Wu looked serious, and after carefully looking at the combination lock, his serious expression turned relaxed, and the other party raised his hand.
Fang Mu said tentatively: "Isn't it difficult?"
Gray Wu shook his head and said, "It's not difficult, it's very simple." ”
Fang Mu first hummed, then reacted, and subconsciously said, "What did you say?"
I seem to have heard two simple words just now, did I hear it wrong?
"It's simple. Pointing to the wooden box with four numbers on it, Gray Wu explained: "The four-digit numeric password, which can be solved by permutations and combinations, is actually very simple. ”
Fang Mu plucked out his ears and said expressionlessly, "I didn't understand what you said." ”
I'm a scumbag, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to discuss math with me here.
Gray Wu continued to explain: "According to the principle of step-by-step counting, the first step is to do a total of 10 methods from 0 to 9 in the first place, the second step is to do a total of 10 methods in the second place from 0 to 9, the third step is to do a good job in the third place from 0 to 9 in a total of 10 methods, and the fourth step is to do a good job in the fourth place from 0 to 9 in a total of 10 methods, so there are a total of 10 to the fourth power, that is, 10,000 methods. ”
Fang Mu was dazzled, feeling that he was listening to the book of heaven.
You're a zombie, a zombie, how could you suddenly become a great mathematician?
Gray Wu said with a smile: "In the long years, except for Xiaoqing, I suddenly felt very interested in mathematics, so I learned it, and I just learned a little bit." ”
Fang Mu was full of black lines, and he had a feeling that the scumbag had nothing to hide in front of the school bully, and this dazzling aura of the school bully made Fang Mu a little speechless.
Sure enough, there were no normal people around me.
Lao Liu, who likes plush and loves to transform, is a lover and a math family, you have subverted the image of a master in my heart, bastard!
After Ash Wu finished explaining, he didn't continue to speak, but lowered his head and concentrated on solving the code.
From Fang Mu's point of view, Gray Wu's fingers danced rapidly, and countless afterimages appeared on the wooden box, this hand speed was simply amazing.
Fang Mu couldn't help but think of the scene of urging the change when he read the novel in his previous life, if those authors had the speed of the hand, would the readers still send the blades?
"Click!"
In less than half a minute, there was a clear sound from the wooden box.
Ash Wu handed over the wooden box with satisfaction, and said, "It's okay, I'm lucky, it's untied in the five thousand four hundred and eighty-fifth times." ”
Five thousand four hundred and eighty-five times in half a minute, this hand speed is terrifying, if you use it to do something else, then you have an idea.
However, using this method to open the wooden box in advance was something Fang Mu didn't expect.
Gray Wu still sighed there: "Brother Fang, in fact, we can't fight and kill every day, we still have to learn some culture when we have time, after all, when we are old, the importance of culture cannot be less, and we will live to learn from all the time......"
Fang Mu took the wooden box expressionlessly and complained: "You pushed eight strongholds, and you also talked about culture with me." ”
Ash Wu choked and continued, "So you need to learn the culture to hide the murderous aura. ”
Fang Mu: "You pushed eight strongholds. ”
Gray None: "These are two different things. ”
Fang Mu: "You pushed eight strongholds. ”
Gray Wu: "Brother Fang, can you not mention the matter of the eight strongholds." ”
Fang Mu: "Oh, you are going to push the ninth place immediately, and invite me to push it horizontally." ”
Gray Wu: "Let's talk about something else." ”
"You pushed eight strongholds. ”
Gray None: "......"
After the two of them lost a few words to each other, Fang Mu carefully opened the wooden box.
The wooden box opened, revealing a touch of green.
It's a little green grass, the kind that can't be seen anywhere else, and there's nothing peculiar about it.
Gray Wu also came over, looking at the Soul Falling Grass in amazement.
Fang Mu asked, "Are there any restrictions on the use of the Falling Soul Grass?"
Gray Wu explained: "There are restrictions, you need the kind that hasn't opened the Spiritual Intelligence, if it is opened, it will be useless." ”
Fang Mu touched his chin and asked again, "Then do you need to have any requirements for objects, such as men, women, and living?"
"Not really. Ash Wu waved his hand and said, "As long as you don't use the tables and chairs or the like, it's fine." ”
Fang Mu nodded, it's useless now, keep it for now, it's a treasure anyway.
Just as he was about to close the box, there was movement on the black-robed man's side.
The hanging coffin slowly fell, and it seemed that the riot of the zombies inside had been controlled.
One of the black-robed men suddenly moved his nose, and then turned his head sharply to look at Fang Mu's hiding place.
"It's the smell of Soul Grass!"
As soon as this sentence came out, all the black-robed people looked at it.
Fang Mu looked at Gray Wu and said, "The nose is so smart?"
Gray Wu said embarrassedly: "I forgot to tell you, the treasure of the Soul Falling Grass seems to be ordinary, but it has a fragrance that ordinary people can't smell, and the monk can smell it." ”
Hundreds of black-robed people all stood up, and the black-robed people led by them looked in Fang Mu's direction and said loudly: "Who is coming, appear quickly!"
Gray Wu said to the other party: "Brother Fang, there are a total of one hundred and eighteen here, and each of us will be fifty-nine, you see that I am interesting enough!"
Fang Mu's head was full of black lines, and the gray brain circuit was a bit interesting.
What he didn't know was that as a spirit envoy, the rule of his life was to fight, and where there were difficult bones to gnaw, there would be him.
In every battle, the Soul Messengers always rush first, they are the bulldozers of the battlefield, sharing the greatest pressure for their companions.
If you can fight the most enemies, you will never give them to others, this is the principle of every soul envoy.
Gray Wu gave half of the black-robed man to Fang Mu, and he already recognized Fang Mu as a friend.
Fang Mu watched Ash Wu walk out, and had no choice but to follow out.
"It's the spirit of Yushi Town!"
"That person called the Bulldozer's Soul Destroyer!"
As soon as the black-robed people saw Gray Wu, they all took a step back in unison, obviously Gray Wu's reputation was too great, making them ignore Fang Mu next to Gray Wu.
Gray Wu turned his head to look at Fang Mu, and his voice was a little picky: "Okay, fifty-nine, Brother Fang, no one more is allowed to be killed!"
Fang Mu touched his nose and stiffly responded.
"Don't panic, everyone drag him, I'll lead the coffin and let it come back to life early!"
At this time, a black-robed man suddenly ran to the coffin, ready to draw the contents of the coffin.
The rest of the black-robed people all rushed over, a little afraid of death.
"Click!"
A flash of lightning flashed, and the black-robed man who was about to trigger the coffin turned into charcoal.
Fang Mu had a sneer on his face: "It seems to have been ignored......