Chapter 120: Fighting for Faith

Author: Leader of Tofu Brain Salted Party

Chapter 120: Fighting for Faith

"His Highness Lurs is so serious, it's just a small disagreement. How can we do this?" Zhong Ming responded calmly.

Zhong Ming is professional, he doesn't laugh unless he can't help it. Now it's far from what he can't help it.

"His Highness Lurs, are you in good health? Do you need a rest?" Zhong Ming looked at Louis and said with concern.

"Luers, since you are not feeling well, then go and rest first."

"Yes, father." Louis replied stiffly.

He had clear slap marks on his face, so he naturally wanted to leave here early.

"Damn, what happened? Am I really so angry?" Lurs thought to himself.

"By the way, Lord Grand Duke, I don't think it's time-consuming and laborious to calculate it?" Zhong Ming looked at Lules' leaving and immediately said to Dikol.

Lurs couldn't help but stop.

Grand Duke Dikore said in surprise: "What does the Earl of Ming mean?"

The changes to the great nobles in Andrea Eurasian Public are also a major event.

After so long, the intelligence departments of the Principal of Ig were not vegetarians. Dikoll naturally knew about Zhong Ming's intelligence and appearance for a long time, and also knew that he was a wizard.

Isn’t it reasonable for a wizard to have strange knowledge and be able to answer questions?

At this time, Grand Duke Dikor also regretted why he didn't train some wizards.

"Yes, what I mean is that I already have the answer to the first question." Zhong Ming said confidently.

"Oh, that's the answer?" Grand Duke Dikor said with some urgency, "Please inform me that the reward will definitely satisfy you."

"Haha, seven days later, your entire country will be mine, and you will still be rewarded?" Zhong Ming sneered in his heart.

"No need, I just hope that this happy dance can be held as usual, rather than everyone sitting here and counting." Zhong Ming said pretending to be cheerful.

"As your wish," Dikor agreed decisively.

"From one plus to one thousand, two pairs in one group, there are 500 groups, right?"

"Yes, but this is the problem..."

"My grandpa, please listen to me." Zhong Ming pressed his hands and signaled him not to interrupt.

"500 sets of numbers, if you combine numbers with the same positive and reciprocity positions together, for example, the first number of positive numbers 1 and the first number of the penultimate number 1,000, and the second positive number and the second penultimate number are in a group.

And so on to get 500 sets.

Then the sum of 1 and 1000 is 1001; the sum of 2 and 999 is 1001; the sum of 3 and 998 is 1001; ...The sum of these 500 groups is 1001.

Did the problem be transformed into 500 1001s added together?" Zhong Ming paced back and forth, explaining his ideas for solving the problem loudly.

Everyone present was attracted by Zhong Ming's clear and unique thinking, and they all felt a sudden realization.

"So, the final result should be 500,500!" Zhong Ming decisively reported the final answer.

"Smack-"

The more than a thousand people applauded one after another, and even Grand Duke Dikor couldn't help but applaud, and was very happy that his country was one step away from the fate of destruction.

Even, seeing everyone applauding, Lules, who saw that he was out of place without applause, seemed to be unconscious and had to applaud in embarrassment and stiffness.

Amid this dense applause, Lurs seemed to hear some sound- "Sorry, the reason why I don't compete with you is that I don't deserve to compete with me."

The unhidden anger burned in his heart, but he had no way to vent his anger. He was frustrated, uncomfortable, and depressed. Lurs felt a stream of passion rushing into his throat.

"puff-"

"Luers, Luers, what's wrong with you?"

"Hurry up, Your Highness, the Third Prince, fainted!"

...

The star world is a sacred and dazzling godly country full of light blue light.

"Yeah, isn't this the great sea god's crown? Why do you have time to come to me?" A sarcastic voice came from a distance to a certain location.

"Arool, I'm not here to argue with you. Can you be a little serious?" replied a divine figure wearing a golden and blue robe.

"So what's the matter with me?" With a thought, the divine figure appeared in a solemn and magnificent hall.

This figure is the incarnation of Sri Tang, the sea god.

The gods will not easily enter the kingdom of other gods, after all, they are the home grounds of other gods.

"I want to ask you a question." The sea god said directly.

"Ha, is that the problem?" Arool sneered in his heart, guessing the purpose of the sea god Sri looking for him.

Zhong Ming used his divine power in the Principality of Ige without any scruples, without any way to cover up his traces. Although the gods in the astral realm could not easily interfere in the material realm, they could still detect a lot of things by consuming divine power.

Therefore, some gods in the astral world already knew that the new god was going to attack the Duchy of Ig. The sun god, Alor, under the blue corona, is one of them.

These gods who knew Zhong Ming's movements were also greatly relieved - fortunately, it was not me who was unlucky.

Faith will not come out of thin air. The territory and people in the material world are limited. The birth of the new god is destined to squeeze out the faith of the old god. Therefore, the old gods have the tradition of collectively suppressing and even hunting those who are about to become gods.

After the events that happened in the Temple of the Gods spread, the gods learned that this new god was a ruthless character who could promote the promotion of the world. It was not easy to mess with or to attack the evildoer. Then naturally, they could only pray that "the dead fellow Taoist will not die, I will not die, I will not be able to do anything.

”.

It’s better if I wasn’t the one who was robbed, who can still control other gods?

The sea god Siri Tang was also very depressed: Who is the one who can rob me of so many gods? You have to rob me of so many wealthy places in the central part of the mainland, and you have to rob me of such a position in the corners?

The sun god Alor lazily lay on the dazzling throne and said indifferently:

"You ask me if you ask the wrong god, I am the sun god, not the light god. How do I know whether light is a particle or a wave?

Even if I really know, do you think I will tell you about my authority?

Besides, isn’t the new God just robbing your principality? A little bit bigger, and it’s not just robbing your base Winkrel, just give it to Him?”

The sea god Sri said with a dark face: "You said it easily, why don't you let it go? There are more than 150 million believers in the place where you are. You are more than a dozen small planes!

Besides, what if He was not satisfied with a small principality and continued to expand?

Now I want to rob my believers, and maybe the ones I robbed in the future will be your believers!”

"Oh, that's really a lot, but what do you care about me? He hasn't robbed my believers now, who can tell the future?" Alor spread his hands and said gloatingly, "Besides, you won't

Do you really think that answering those three questions can save Ig, right?"

The sea god said in a deep voice: "You have to try it, right? Besides, if He breaks his promise, He will have a way to die, and I will not be disgusted by fate when I deal with Him with my own hands."

The higher the existence, the more cautious it is.

For gods at the peak of supernatural life, even if they do not swear to the origins of the Styx, the Etheric Source Sea, the Long River of Time, and the Long River of Destiny, the promises they say will receive attention from the world in their own eyes.

"Don't use the words you are not the God of Light to make excuses me," the God of Sea said with a serious face, "I will give you a reasonable and satisfying reward, I promise."
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