Chapter 3 Heavenly Arithmetic

Luo Han's face is expressionless, but his heart is like a stormy wave. Is heavenly arithmetic really so magical? He has never seen his own face, but can he calculate that he will not do anything against the maid 32?

At that moment, Luo Han almost had an impulse to kill the maid immediately and break the result of this so-called heavenly arithmetic calculation, but he quickly restrained himself. This kind of child-like behavior is not advisable. Killing the maid can only show that he is really afraid of Wentianism and the virtual heavenly arithmetic. I'm afraid that this will make you fall behind in the future with Wen Tianjiao, and if it is serious, it will even affect your Taoism.

"In this case, let's talk about what heavenly arithmetic is first." Luo Han simply let go of himself. Anyway, the vanity has already put on a posture. Let's see what he can do.

"Heavenly arithmetic is a kind of secret art in Wentian Religion. It is passed on to men but not to women. The older generation of heavenly arithmeticians personally select talented young children to teach them. We have never come into contact with its specific calculation rules." He said in the 32nd tone here and said, "However, this time the Xuyan Tiannanist said that you may ask For the specific situation of arithmetic, his answer is that arithmetic is an ancient comprehensive computing skill, which integrates logic, psychology, history, statistics, sociology and advanced mathematics. It is a prediction discipline to predict the future trend of events.

Luo Han nodded in his heart, and the girl's description of arithmetic was similar to what he imagined. He asked silently, "Heavenly arithmetic is known as an ancient skill, and Wen Tianjiao is also known as a hidden ancient church on the earth, but why can't you find traces of your existence in history?"

"Well, I didn't know it, but the virtual arithmetic told me that the original doctrine of Wen Tianjiao is to 'only calculate and not enter the world', but after the outbreak of the infiltration phenomenon, Wen Tianjiao has produced a new doctrine to walk from the ground and become a messenger to spread the voice of heaven to people. Since then, the religion has been opened. I began to cultivate a maid like us who can understand the inner thoughts of others.

The maid's words made Luo Han's heart a little heavier. She really knew everything, but was this a false sign or for his calculation needs?

"Why did you enter the world and change the teachings of Wentian Religion?" Luo Han asked slightly fiercely. Suddenly, he hoped that the daughter could not answer this question, which showed that there was a loophole in the modest calculation.

The maid smiled, and the expression on her face was clearly written. Xu Yan knew that Luo Han would ask this and prepared an answer for her.

"The virtual astrometician said that the reason why Wentian religion changed its teachings is that the heavenly astrometicians in the religion calculated that the earth would be destroyed in this infiltration disaster."

When Luo Han heard this, although he was shocked, his face showed a disdainful look and said, "This kind of doomsday prophecy is everywhere. If you hear this conclusion, you can also follow the currents, but what does this have to do with your entry into the world? Do you still have the ability to change the end of the destruction of the earth?"

The girl shook her head gently: "The ending cannot be changed, but the entry of Wen Tianjiao can delay the destruction of the earth from 20 years to 200 years."

Luo Han smiled and said, "There is only a little big talk. How can you do it? Prove it to me."

The maid seemed to have known that Luo Han had this request. As soon as she turned around and took off a teacup placed on the corner of the table, the ceramic teacup fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The crisp cracking sound of the teacup was very harsh on the eve of the silent dawn.

Luo Han looked at the maid puzzledly and waited for her to explain.

At this time, there was a sudden shout outside: "What's the matter? Who is making trouble in Wentian's house!"

A burst of footsteps came, and the door of Wentianwu (there is no door lock on the door of Wentianwu) was pushed open. Two drunken soldiers rushed in and stared at Luo Han with two pairs of smoked eyes: "Who, who dares to disrespect the saint of Wentian?"

Luo Han almost threw the two drunks out, but he resisted. He tried to make himself an outsider without affecting the development of things. He didn't want to be a pawn in the strict calculation.

The maid didn't say anything, but looked down at the debris on the ground.

The room was quiet for two seconds, and the two drunken soldiers became angry. One of them came to Luo Han: "It's you boy who disturbs the saint's rest in the middle of the night. If our two brothers hadn't passed by this place on rotation, you would have really won't have done it... I'm going to slap you to death!"

Luo Han frowned. Do you have to do it? Isn't it just a virtual calculation?

At this moment, the maid 32 said, "Two hard-working soldiers, he is a friend of our Wen Tianjiao. I accidentally broke the teacup just now."

The two drunkards were a little stunned. They finally stopped the idea of dragging Luo Han out and beating them, but they refused to fully believe it. They were afraid that the saint would receive pressure from Luo Han. The two of them resisted the wine and talked with the saint for five minutes, and finally dispelled their doubts.

During the whole process, Luo Han did not say a word and looked coldly.

After the two drunks left, Luo Han said, "Breaking a teacup attracts two drunks. Is this all the skills of heavenly arithmetic?"

Luo Han's tone was very contemptuous, but he did not despise heavenly arithmetic in his heart. He knew that the maid must have a deep intention to break the teacup. So far, he is still not sure whether his behavior has fallen into the humble calculation.

"Oh..." The maid sighed, "If only you had just done it, and the two of them wouldn't have to die."

"What!" Luo Han was shocked (half true and half false).

"The virtual calculumian told me that if you break the teacup when you want to prove it, there is an 86.234% chance that someone will rush into Wentianwu, 32.832% of you are likely to drive people away, and 65.631% have a chance of staying silent. After you are silent, there will be 85.231% of intruders. The probability of death..."

Luo Han slapped the table: "Bulls, the probability of me doing it and keeping silent is not 100%. I'm afraid your words are made up based on my reaction. Do you play word games with me?"

"Mr. Luo, the virtual calculator said that you are still about 2% likely to kill people, but he doesn't know enough about your variable, so he can't make accurate calculations."

Luo Han made a stunned look on his face, but he secretly raised his thumb. Awesome. He did have a trace of murder just now. If the drunkard really grabbed his chest, he would really kill people.

Luo Han waved his hand: "Don't play word games. Since he can count, tell me why the two drunken soldiers died?"

The maid smiled and said, "This virtual arithologist didn't tell me, but he said you have a way to know."

Luo Han had just sent the soul servant behind the two drunken soldiers. Hearing the maid's words, he was shocked and didn't expect that the vanity could calculate his strong detection ability.

For the first time in so many years, Luo Han was mastered so many cards by a stranger. His heart began to feel a little dry, and the murderous intention slowly surged in his heart. Now he understood why he did not dare to see himself, because he would probably kill this strange divine arithmetic on the spot.

Luo Han forced himself to calm down and began to ask real questions.

"How many day arithmeticians are there in Wen Tianjiao?"

"The exact number is unclear, and there may be more than 1,000 people."

"Are they all as powerful as vanity?"

"No, Xuyan Tianshi is a rare computing genius, and his computing ability is not as good as that of the elders in the religion."

"What is Wen Tianjiao's plan to postpone the destruction of the earth?"

"He doesn't know much about this, and he can't tell you."

"Does he have anything to say about the Piaoling Sword School in the southeast direction of the gorge border city?"

Luo Han has been in the gorge border city for two months. Two months ago, the two factions of Lingshu Mountain and the Piaoling Sword School had a scuffle. Due to the disappearance of the owner of Lingshu Mountain (in fact, he was killed by nine Baiguan monks such as Song Xingfeng, and later destroyed by Luo Han), the thunder array of ten thousand beasts bound the floating spirit sword for three days and finally collapsed. The monks of the Sword School destroyed this centuries-old swornite.

"Well, the virtual heavenly arithmetic said that the battle between the Piaoling Sword School and the Gorge Border City is inevitable. If nothing happens, I'm afraid there will be a war before winter."

"How to defeat the Piaoling Sword School in the Gorge Border City, and what about other satellite cities in the Gorge Border Area?"

The maid hesitated for a moment and carefully looked at Luo Han's expression and said, "The strength of the Gorge Border City is not enough to shake the Piaoling Sword School. Before winter this year, it is likely to be completely destroyed by the Piaoling Sword School, and other satellite cities in the Gorge Border Area will also be destroyed one by one."