Movement and stillness, infinity and finiteness, time and space......

Tik stood in place, thinking about it for three hours, his brain was running at super high speed, thinking about the solution to these two paradoxes, but he didn't have any clue, and finally he had to look at Leibniz and said helplessly.

"I beg your pardon, Master Leibniz, this question is too esoteric for me to give you any answer anytime soon."

Although Alva, Ellison and others were a little unwilling, they all had to admit it.

It can only be said that these two paradoxes are worthy of the problems that plague the entire Olympiad world, based on the most common object motion, simple, intuitive but scary to think about.

Leibniz did not respond with a word, but secretly communicated with Zhi Brain.

His previous guess was incomparably correct, in the case of rapid thinking and rapid brain operation, the brain cracked the frequency of mental power almost ten times as much as usual!

The official wizards present were a little apprehensive when they saw Leibniz silent, but more helplessly.

Such a paradox, even those Olympiad masters can't give an accurate answer, expect them to solve it, will it be too embarrassing.

Leibniz, of course, did not expect them to crack it, and after confirming his suspicions, he immediately changed to a more amiable expression. "In fact, I already have some clue about how to solve these two paradoxes."

Tik and the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Leibniz, very curious about what the other party said was the way to solve these two paradoxes?

The crux of these two questions is whether the values can be divided infinitely, and whether two numbers that are infinitely close to each other are equal, and should be calculated now. This is a problem that no other discipline has been able to solve before, so I think Olympiad needs a revolution to redefine the world! Leibniz said solemnly. I named it – Calculus! ”

Tick suddenly felt refreshed, they did not expect that for the success or failure of a gamble, this master of arcane mathematics would be ready to start a new branch of the school field, let alone that he would have the honor to participate in it and become one of the founders of this school.

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At night, in the hall of the manor, Tik, who had been in the magic realm for ten hours, finally withdrew from the sea of thoughts, rubbed his somewhat swollen forehead, and there was only one thought left in his heart.

Difficult...... It's so TM hard!

Compared to calculus, Tick even felt that all the Olympiads he had been exposed to before were simply pediatric, and his brain had been smashed by concepts such as tangents, functions, and limits, so that a thought would come to his mind after seeing something that was close to a curve.

Can it lead this thing?

What surprised Tik even more was that his magic power had actually increased and improved to a certain extent, as early as when he was in the harbor of Iyeta, he had heard that many apprentices could increase the growth rate of magic and mental power by learning Olympiad mathematics, even better than meditation.

However, for a formal wizard like him, the effect is minimal, and Tik still has some regrets at first, and it is only now that he understands that it is not that this method is useless for them, but that the previous Olympiad problems are too difficult for them to achieve the effect of exercising computing power.

Realizing this, it was not only Tik, Alva was also pleasantly surprised, you must know that these three-ring wizards are not young, and most of them have already stagnated their magic growth, and the possibility of being promoted again is very small.

Nowadays, the research and exploration in the field of calculus has given Alva and others new hope!

Although they lost hundreds of hairs in just half a day, no one would back down from the temptation of growing their magic and becoming the founder of a branch of the school......

Compared with Tik and others, who are immersed in the study and research of calculus and have no time to care about external objects, the situation within the Magic Council is different.

In recent days, the Doomsday Sect has become more and more active, and the city guards sent to monitor and track some of the followers have also disappeared inexplicably, making the councilors both angry and frightened.

"We must not tolerate it anymore, I suggest that we do it immediately and clean up the entire Doomsday Sect!" Raphael slapped the table and shouted angrily.

"Are you going to start a war in Greenriel? Raphael? Another lawmaker stood up and retorted fiercely.

This involves hundreds of wizards, these people are not unarmed civilians, and the losses will be unpredictable in the event of a full-scale war.

What's more, they still don't know which wizards were bewitched, and which ones were the culprits for creating this riot.

The few cultists who had been secretly arrested before were full of so-called doom and elemental spirits, and they couldn't ask anything at all, so much so that until now they couldn't fully confirm that the previous successive attacks on the councillors were related to this strange sect.

"Or are we going to sit here and wait and watch things get harder and harder to clean up?" Raphael said angrily.

"In any case, we must investigate first, and we must not do it to so many wizards for no reason!" The councillor insisted that the resources consumed to train a full-fledged wizard were unpredictable, and Greenriel couldn't afford to pay off hundreds of wizards at once, which was simply cutting off his arm!

The realm of the sky soon became a pot of porridge, and there were not a few councilors who shared Raphael's ideas, but there was a lot of disagreement about how to arrest these doomsday cultists.

It usually takes three to five wizards of the same level to capture an official wizard to ensure that there are no casualties, and the members of the Doomsday Cult, with more than 300 people they have investigated, are simply not enough to recruit civilian wizards to help.

Some of the councillors were even more shocked to realize that the current Greenriel was so weak.

At this moment, there are only two legendary wizards left in the wizarding city, and the protection can be said to be weaker than ever!

And Lord Faiz was badly damaged by the previous attack, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

As for [Elemental Master] Artok, no one knows what his mental state is, and it can only be delusional to expect the other party to come out and preside over the overall situation......

The members of the House of Representatives present were arguing, worried, or annoyed, and several archwizards looked at Ogst as the acting speaker with pity.

Before, Harrov put the magic star in charge of the affairs of the council, and they were still a little envious and even resentful, but now it is only left to rejoice, because this is a complete mess, who will take over the blame......