PFC Chapter 12370
Chapter 12370
Chapter 12370
Now, Zu Jun has appeared and completely outmaneuvered Cheng Lingyun!
The crowd was in awe, both inside and outside the venue, but Cheng Lingyun remained calm and composed.
"You're quite good at making things up!"
Cheng Lingyun scoffed. She was now convinced that the seemingly plausible string of numbers opposite her was definitely fabricated on the spot after referencing her own set of numbers.
As for whether Lin Yi had calculated it carefully, that possibility simply doesn't exist.
She was absolutely certain that no one could calculate pi to such an accurate degree, to seven decimal places. How was that possible?
Cheng Lingyun laughed and said, "Since you're going to make it all up anyway, why don't you make up more characters? Wouldn't making up twenty or thirty characters be more eye-catching?"
Lin Yi glanced at her: "Your imagination is too limited."
Cheng Lingyun's face stiffened: "Huh?"
Lin Yi said quietly, "If I were to make it up, I would at least use trillions as the unit and make up twenty or thirty digits. That would be embarrassing enough."
"..."
Cheng Lingyun looked at him as if he were a madman.
A figure of trillions is something that normal people can't even imagine, let alone come into contact with.
Little did they know that the secular world had already calculated pi to trillions of places. If that were actually presented, the entire Tianjun would probably question the meaning of life.
Cheng Lingyun scoffed, but some people outside the venue perked up.
"Trillion? Is that really possible?"
Li Tianguo murmured incoherently.
In fact, using the method of exhaustion, at least in theory, it is indeed possible to continue the calculation; the only problem lies in the calculation itself.
The further we go, the greater the demand for computing power becomes.
Let alone trillions of decimal places, even hundreds of decimal places would require an astronomical amount of computing power for the people of Tianjun.
Tianjun simply doesn't possess such massive computing power.
Elder Zong snorted coldly: "If even Tianjun can't do it, then other places certainly can't either. This person is always exaggerating; he's definitely not one of us."
The group nodded to each other.
Even if their intuition told them that Lin Yi's calculation of pi was likely true, what he said was still too arrogant.
They lack the pragmatic spirit of true seekers of knowledge.
At this moment, Confucius suddenly spoke up: "Master, isn't your academic community always about results? Whoever produces the strongest results is the right one. Has the rule changed?"
His words left everyone speechless.
If it were an ordinary powerful family patriarch who said this, he would have been drowned in their spittle in no time. But the speaker was Confucius, whose prestige and status far surpassed theirs.
This isn't something they can just criticize whenever they want.
These old monsters generally don't care much about social etiquette, but that doesn't mean they're completely ignorant of it. When necessary, they will still talk about it.
Given Confucius's status, and especially since he is speaking from a reasonable standpoint, if they dare to criticize him to his face, they will only be drowned in a sea of words.
Elder Zong's eyes flickered as he said, "Confucius, that's true, but the roundness he presented may not necessarily be correct."
“Look at the steps he calculated; they are completely different from the way we use.”
"To put it nicely, it's a different approach; but to put it bluntly, it's just sensationalism."
Confucius smiled knowingly: "Because I'm different from you all, does that mean I'm just trying to attract attention?"
The scene before him was quite similar to what he had seen back then.
He wasn't born Confucius.
The fact that one person could overturn an entire deeply entrenched circle is what makes the title "Confucius" so prestigious.
There's nothing new under the sun.
At this moment, just as at that moment.
Elder Zong frowned and said, "All our groundbreaking discoveries are built on the shoulders of our predecessors. There has never been an exception. No achievement comes out of thin air."
“Looking at the calculation steps he used, if it’s just one or two steps that are a little different from the mainstream, then it’s understandable. Maybe he’s just a genius.”
"But from beginning to end, the entire calculation method is completely different from the mainstream. Even we can't understand it. Doesn't that explain the problem?"
"Of course, Confucius, you are an outsider to these matters, so it's understandable that you don't know them."
The crowd's expressions changed slightly.
This last sentence, to some extent, was a public accusation against Confucius, and the hostility was practically written all over his face.
Confucius didn't seem displeased at all; he just smiled and said, "You academics, do you even have a concept of mainstream versus non-mainstream?"
In one sentence, everyone, including Elder Zong, was speechless on the spot.
As everyone was talking, the track in the center of the field slowly closed, and everyone's hearts immediately jumped to their throats.
The final outcome of this race was clearly decided by the value of pi.
Whoever calculates pi more accurately is the winner of the race.
Cheng Lingyun was immediately teleported to the track hall, her face full of confidence. There was no other reason than that she really couldn't think of a reason why she lost.
A group of sycophants quickly gathered around, eager to congratulate her.
If they are the first to congratulate the goddess, Cheng Lingyun will have a deeper impression of them, which may be the opportunity to get close to her in the future.
However, Cheng Lingyun only looked at Li Tianguo.
Unfortunately, Li Tianguo didn't look at her. He just looked up at the finish line of the race in the sky. When he noticed Cheng Lingyun's gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Miss Cheng, won't you take a look at your own name?"
Cheng Lingyun smiled sweetly: "Since it's a done deal, there's no difference between taking a look sooner or later. Besides, Young Master Li, you'll help me take a look, right?"
Li Tianguo touched his nose: "Miss Cheng, you'd better take a look for yourself."
At this moment, gasps of surprise echoed throughout the entire track hall.
Even the group of sycophants surrounding Cheng Lingyun changed their expressions, and not one of them rushed to fawn over her anymore.
Cheng Lingyun finally realized something was wrong and subconsciously looked up.
"Zu Jun, the terminator of the knowledge race."
Like a bolt from the blue, Cheng Lingyun froze on the spot.
After a moment of stunned silence, he began to tremble all over.
"No way! I won't lose to him! His circumference calculation was clearly made up!"
Cheng Lingyun murmured, speechless, "It must be a mistake by Heaven! Yes, that must be it!"
The people around hesitated to speak.
Has Heaven made a mistake?
This is something only a madman would say.
Li Tianguo took a deep breath, utterly shocked: "Heavenly certification! The roundness ratio has actually been calculated to the seventh digit!"
Outsiders might not understand but were impressed; they knew this matter was definitely not simple, but they couldn't quite put their finger on how complex it was.
Only someone of Li Tianguo's caliber could understand the earth-shattering impact that seemingly simple number would have on the entire Tianjun County!