The final problem was inherently very difficult and required multiple solutions.

Almost all the examinees gave up immediately upon seeing the last question.

This was a god-tier problem that naturally required a god-tier person to solve.

The problem was actually open-ended, giving the students maximum room to demonstrate their skills.

Yesterday, a dozen Level 4 Mathematicians spent the entire night discussing it before finalizing this problem.

After all, there were many geniuses this year, and it was highly likely that the three genius youths would be able to solve the preceding problems.

In other words, the final problem was the one meant to separate the scores.

Ye Chen held the exam paper, looked at it for a moment, and then began writing rapidly.

Countless solutions were already forming in Ye Chen’s mind.

Ye Chen’s pen moved across the paper with a scratching sound.

At this moment, the Russian genius youth and Kajo had also reached the final problem.

Kajo glanced at Ye Chen beside him, his gaze sharpening.

Ye Chen had already filled an entire page.

Holy crap, how many Algorithms has this guy already written?

Just then, Ye Chen raised his hand.

"Teacher, I’ve run out of answer sheets."

The Exam Proctor blanked for a moment before handing another answer sheet to Ye Chen.

Meanwhile, Kajo also began answering the question.

When he finished his third solution, he stopped his pen.

Because he only knew these three solutions, and he had originally thought that would be enough.

But as he watched Ye Chen, head down and nearly finished with his second sheet, he lost his nerve.

Using two whole pages, just how many Algorithms must there be!

His brain worked at high speed.

But no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn’t find any other solutions.

Ye Chen was still writing.

At this point, the Russian contestant raised his hand to turn in his paper.

He had written three solutions, just like Kajo.

Only Ye Chen and Kajo remained in the Classroom.

Kajo was lost in deep thought.

Ye Chen was scribbling his answers.

The sound of Ye Chen writing, in particular, felt like a dagger repeatedly stabbing into Kajo’s heart.

Why? Why did he have so many ways to solve the problem?

At this moment, Kajo felt a sense of defeat.

He had always considered himself a genius and believed no one could surpass him.

But now, Kajo realized that the gap between him and Ye Chen was truly immense.

This gap was like the distance between heaven and earth.

"Teacher, give me another answer sheet."

Ye Chen’s voice rang out again.

Whether from overexerting his brain or from sheer frustration...

The youth suddenly felt a warmth in his chest, and a mouthful of blood welled up.

He stood up abruptly, ran to the trash can, and vomited violently.

After he finished, he was led to the infirmary by a teacher.

Before leaving, he looked at Ye Chen, who was still focused on his paper, and felt a chill in his heart.

Is this guy really human?

No, he’s simply a devil.

Judging by the length of what Ye Chen had written, he had at least ten different methods.

He knew he had lost this time, utterly and completely.

The Exam Proctor was also shocked.

He had just taken a peek; Ye Chen had already written over twenty methods, and he didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping.

Soon, Ye Chen asked for two more sheets. His count of Algorithms had reached fifty-seven, and there were only five minutes left.

By now, the Exam Proctor was starting to question reality.

He felt that if not for the time limit, this guy could write for a day and a night.

In the final five minutes, Ye Chen finally finished the last Algorithm.

The Exam Proctor stared at the final Algorithm Ye Chen had written and was stunned.

What are these?

Is it some alien script?

This Exam Proctor was also a Level 4 Mathematician and could understand the other Algorithms.

But for this last Algorithm, he couldn’t even recognize the characters Ye Chen had written.

Finally, the bell rang to end the exam, and Ye Chen handed his paper to the dazed Exam Proctor.

For the last problem, Ye Chen had used an ancient Babylonian Algorithm, so it was normal that the proctor didn’t recognize the script.

Outside the exam hall, everyone looked at Ye Chen as he walked out, their faces full of confusion.

They had already heard that Ye Chen had written over fifty Algorithms.

Is this kid stupid?

In fact, as long as he wrote four, the championship would be his.

Mathematics is prone to errors, so with these fifty-eight methods, if even one was wrong, the entire problem would be marked incorrect.

Therefore, the safest approach for a typical examinee was to write the solutions they were most confident in; writing over fifty was unheard of.

By writing so many, the probability of Ye Chen making a mistake was too high.

Meanwhile, the papers were being graded.

The results should have been out in thirty minutes, but an hour had passed and they still hadn’t appeared.

The scores were being released; currently, first place was Kajo with 13 points, second was the Russian genius with 12 points, but Ye Chen’s score was delayed.

Several grading teachers stared at Ye Chen’s paper in bewilderment.

Is this guy a monster?

He gave so many answers for a single problem.

At this point, a teacher from Country M sneered, "Chinese people love to be clever. I think he should get zero points for the last problem."

"Why?" another grader asked.

The grader from Country M sneered and said, "For the last problem, this guy was clearly just scribbling nonsense. This isn’t math at all."

Another teacher frowned. "That can’t be right. Why would Ye Chen write nonsense in such a serious exam?"

The Country M grader said, "Fine then, can you explain to me what this kid actually wrote?"

Then, a Mathematician who researched ancient mathematics spoke up, "This looks like ancient Egyptian math, or perhaps the Babylonian language. Let me go get a professional book to check."

Soon, that Mathematician returned with a look of shock. "A true genius! He actually used an ancient Babylonian Algorithm."

"So, is the answer right or wrong?"

The Mathematician’s expression was strange.

"I can only confirm these are ancient Babylonian mathematical formulas, but as for whether they are correct, I cannot prove it."

The Mathematicians looked at each other.

They felt like they weren’t the ones testing Ye Chen; rather, Ye Chen was testing them.

Finally, after another hour, the results were out.

The rankings of the contestants from various countries appeared on the big screen.

Ye Chen, 1st place with 68 points; 2nd place Kajo with 13 points; 3rd place Kotov with 12 points.

...When they saw Ye Chen’s score, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.

This score was simply terrifying.

68 points—it practically set a record in the history of the Mathematical Olympiad.

This meant that Ye Chen had used 58 different solving methods.

It was simply incredible.

Ye Chen wasn’t too excited when he saw the result, as it was exactly what he had expected.

Zhao Yueyue and the other teammates, however, were thrilled.

"Ye Chen, you’re too strong! We’re the champions!"

"Awesome! We finally brought the championship back for China!"

At this time, the third-place finisher, Kotov, walked over.

He looked at Ye Chen with admiration and said, "Ye, you are amazing. You actually wrote fifty-eight Algorithms for the last problem. I am completely defeated; the gap between us is just too vast."

Ye Chen smiled. "I just wrote them; it was just my normal performance."

Hearing Ye Chen’s words, the others all looked at him with disdain for his modesty.

Kotov said, "Actually, Kajo isn’t that strong. His strength is about the same as the people around you."

Zhao Yueyue was stunned. "That can’t be right."

Kotov sneered, "Let me tell you some inside info: the head of the problem-setting committee this time is Kajo’s father."

Everyone was stunned, and they all sucked in a breath of cold air.

Damn, this is too unfair. They actually cheated.