I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Chapter 536 Concentric Circles

Song He's thoughts were waiting for a long time, and he rushed towards the flashing numbers in an instant, like a sniper shooting at an outcropping target!

hit!

The numbers in his mind lit up in a large area, and the violent lightning penetrated everything. In an instant, huge concentric circles suddenly took shape!

Nearly 100,000 numbers quickly formed six layers of concentric circles. Each layer of concentric circles is connected by different calculation rules. No wonder you can't see the pattern directly by looking at the file. The numbers in the file do not form a graphic at all, they are just a line of harmless information for humans and animals. The rows went on, and the rows were even more orderly than corpses.

Now all the numbers have finally come back to life, actively arranged in a big circle, and spinning mightily!

Song He started the final sprint with sweat dripping and performed concentric circle calculations!

Six layers of concentric circles, adjacent numbers are merged, and each layer is merged in pairs. The merged large circle repeats the process and is eliminated again and again until an eight-digit number is left in the end.

Song He had a splitting headache, and the calculation scale was incredibly huge. Some branches were constantly being reset to zero, but there were still hundreds or thousands of branches that continued to advance.

You can't make a mistake in every step. If you make a wrong number, you will lose the whole game!

The giant circle made of numbers shrank step by step, and the scene was spectacular, just like the process of the collapse of a star. Song He's head was so painful that he almost screamed, and sweat poured out like a floodgate!

"The last minute!" Li Kui suddenly shouted, this time his shout became weak.

"88631002!" Song He stood up suddenly and shouted.

The whole place was silent, everyone was stunned, and Li Kui looked at him in disbelief.

"88631002!!" Song He yelled again.

After yelling, his brain was completely deprived of oxygen, his vision went dark, and he fell into a chair. He barely managed to faint, but his eyes were dazzled, and many stars were spinning above his head.

Li Kui whipped out his walkie-talkie and shouted, repeating the numbers, "Eight, eight, six, three, one, two, two!"

On the big screen, the countdown suddenly reached zero!

Song He's brain was a little down, and he was shocked when he heard Li Kui's shouting, thinking that the last four people shouted wrong.

It took a few seconds to realize that some numbers in the army were pronounced differently. In the early years, artillery operations often had to report numerical coordinates. The soldiers came from all over the country and had different dialects and accents. It was easy to mishear individual numbers, so they all read them differently.

There was silence in the room, everyone looked at Song He with curiosity and awe.

"Right?" Song He looked at Li Kui.

"I don't know the news now. I will tell you when there is news." Li Kui looked worried, "Is it calculated?"

"Yes, but there is no verification. There is not enough time." Song He nodded.

…

The next morning, breakfast.

At the table, Song He and Lao Zhao were sitting at the same table eating steamed buns, fried dough sticks and tofu nao.

"Isn't the sweet tofu curd really disgusting?" Song He said, "The salty one is still delicious!"

"What do you know!" Old Zhao snorted coldly.

Both of them had good appetites and ate a lot. Although they had differences about sweetness and saltiness, they put aside the dispute tacitly. After all, Song He was leaving after the meal. He had nothing serious to do here, he just stopped by to see the old man. Zhao.

"How about asking you to help yesterday?" Lao Zhao thought of this.

"Don't mention it." Song He's face tightened, "I almost fainted from exhaustion! They gave us nearly 100,000 numbers and didn't tell us the rules. We were asked to ask for eight digits. Who the hell knows how to ask for this? ? There is also a countdown, which started with 24 hours, suddenly shrunk to 12 hours, and finally shrank to only one hour left!"

"So it failed? Didn't you solve it?" Lao Zhao asked.

"No, even though I was exhausted, I still solved it."

"Did you solve it?" Lao Zhao was stunned and pointed at him with his fake eyeballs, "How did you solve it?"

"I memorized it from beginning to end, looked for the pattern, and found that the pattern is to construct concentric circles. I then calculated it tens of thousands of times and got the result." Song He said.

Lao Zhao smiled and said, "The editor should make up something more decent."

"Really! How could it be made up?" Song He said vaguely, holding a fried dough stick in his mouth.

"How long did it take you?"

"The countdown keeps changing. I don't know. It shouldn't be more than two hours."

"Two hours, reciting and mentally arithmetic a hundred thousand numbers?" Old Zhao laughed, "You really have this ability, you will become an immortal! You still want to eat breakfast? Just go fast!"

"It must be difficult to memorize and calculate hundreds of thousands of numbers, but it is not difficult to classify them with rules. There is a trick to memorizing and calculating quickly. This is the skill of us mathematicians." Song He explained calmly.

"Is the final result correct?"

"I don't know, I haven't been notified yet."

"I feel... it's quite embarrassing. It's just like what you said. It takes two hours to calculate the number of 100,000. How can it be accurate?" Lao Zhao had a pessimistic attitude.

"It's better to pray that I got it right. The soldier who called me over said that if the final answer is wrong, someone might die." Song He's face turned serious.

"Is that so?" Lao Zhao was also serious, "Then I pray you are right!"

Song He ate fried dough sticks in silence, thinking in his mind. After reporting the answer yesterday, he asked Li Kui for details and wanted to know who the answer he calculated would determine life or death, but he was rejected on the grounds of confidentiality.

In fact, it’s okay not to know. If you find out who it is, if you really make a mistake, you may feel a lot of guilt. If you don’t know anything, you will feel less guilty.

Song He didn't check the calculation again. Firstly, he was really exhausted after doing the calculation. He still hadn't recovered from his sleep. Secondly, he didn't dare to do the calculation again, for fear that the result would be different. What's the use? There's no way to remedy it anyway.

Buzz! The phone vibrated on the table.

Lao Zhao picked up the phone, put it to his ear, listened to a few words, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay! That's good!"

After hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Song, you've done a great job!"

"Notified?" Song He opened his eyes wide.

"The result of your calculation is correct. No one of our own died, and we also got some very precious things." Lao Zhao said, "You will be credited internally, but the credit will not be made public for the time being, for fear that someone will target you. In addition to Honor, and a bonus of 600,000 yuan, I will call you within two working days."

Song He nodded, picked up the bun and ate it.

"You are calm." Old Zhao smiled.

"I can't be calm at all. I almost didn't fall asleep last night." Song He said, "There's just no need to jump up and cheer. I'm actually very happy."

"Do you like the work here?" Lao Zhao asked.

"I don't like it. I'm under too much pressure. My heart almost exploded yesterday!" Song He shook his head wildly, remembering that Lao Zhao couldn't see him, and stopped again, "I'm fine with doing some research and development slowly. This kind of time bomb is like a time bomb." The mission is really grueling!”

Old Zhao laughed, like an old veteran laughing at a new recruit Danzi. He smiled and thought of something again, and his expression became complicated.

"It's done." Song He threw the disposable chopsticks into the trash can, "Old Zhao, just wait for the operation with peace of mind. Let's get together when you regain your sight!"

"Okay." Lao Zhao nodded, "Where will you go next? Do you want me to help arrange it?"

"No, go back to your hometown! The college entrance examination results will be out in a few days. Go back and see your old friends checking the scores." Song He smiled.