Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Chapter 891: Chapter 891: The Lake Goddess’s Trial

When Shard concentrated all his attention on the notebook in front of him and tried his best to recall and organize language to complete a complete logical framework, time seemed to pass by so quickly.

Even “she” did not disturb Shard, who was fully immersed in the woods, on this quiet afternoon. It had been a while since Shard had focused his mind for intellectual work outdoors, and he found the feeling of writing things down in the wind in this undisturbed forest rather pleasant.

His plan was to use the contemporary mathematical knowledge of the Sixth Era to complete the proof of what his homeland referred to as “Euler’s formula” and some of its extensions. But halfway through the outline, he realized that the topic involved too many issues, and the existing mathematical tools were still quite lacking, so he had to supplement with things like mathematical induction, which he considered common sense.

Although all this was knowledge Shard had learned in his homeland, he was not merely writing from memory, nor could he remember the original text of the papers and the proof process verbatim. Any omissions were unavoidable, and Shard could only say he was doing his best to meticulously construct this bridge connecting complex exponential functions and trigonometric functions.

“Only when I start writing, do I realize there is so much I can put down.”

Thinking in his heart, he circled the just listed chapter titles with a fountain pen and wrote the word “tentative” next to them. Then he wanted to briefly jot down the content of mathematical induction, but just as he finished the second letter, his head hurt, and he was struck by something falling from above:

“Oh!”

He covered his head with his hand and reached out to catch what had hit him and fell to the side. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a green apple:

“Hmm?”

He looked up and saw that the sun had already set slightly in the west, and the empty black treetops above didn’t even have dry leaves. Shard was sure that before he sat down, there were definitely no apples on this tree:

“Where did this apple come from?”

He looked down at the apple in his hand. The green fruit seemed immature. Holding it tightly, he didn’t feel any traces of the Four Elements, so Shard hesitated for a moment, rubbed the apple on his clothes, and then took a bite.

The apple was a bit sour but also had a slight sweetness, and it was very crisp. Chewing it slowly and swallowing it down, he felt that his head, which had become a bit swollen from the afternoon’s work, was suddenly much clearer.