This Lord is Very Scientific-Chapter 111 - 95: Hostile Families

The feedback from the [Scholar], which Lin Ke learned from Ove, generally falls into two categories.

One comes from the world’s first research or discovery, and the other comes from one’s own cognition.

The latter is somewhat idealistic.

This means that as long as one doesn’t know about this research elsewhere, the feedback comes from the traits of "research" and "exploration."

For example, the solution of a two-variable linear equation.

If you attempt to solve it after you’ve already heard of it, the trait of feedback obtained is "learning."

Lin Ke doesn’t know what kind of scientific reasoning this feedback mechanism is based on, but for now, he doesn’t need to know.

However, he knows that someone must have invented the coordinate system.

When he planned Azanen’s territory in the past, he drew a coordinate system and didn’t receive any feedback at the time.

The coordinate system typically refers to the Cartesian coordinate system, which is a general term for both the rectangular and oblique coordinate systems.

In mathematics, this is just the most basic of basics, and Lin Ke thought it was unlikely that a world developed to the "interstellar travel" stage like Naseng didn’t have a coordinate system.

However, although it existed, Lin Ke underestimated the preciousness of knowledge.

Laplace learned the use of the parabola equation and Cartesian coordinate system from him, directly leading to Laplace receiving substantial feedback.

This comes from the trait of "learning."

One must know that being able to let others receive feedback in the "learning" trait can already make one a teacher!

"This Little Lin Ke, is he that impressive?" Princess Rica couldn’t help but have her eyes shine and turned to ask Count Giant Sword: "Uncle Giant Sword, how much feedback did Laplace receive?"

Count Giant Sword was a bit uncertain upon hearing this, then looked at Akel, who also shook his head.

At this moment, Curry Housekeeper, who had been almost unseen as if hidden in the shadows, came to Rica’s side and bowed, saying: "Your Highness, based on my observation, Mr. Laplace might have received second to third-level feedback."

"That much..." Rica nodded slightly upon hearing this, her pale green pupils full of interest: "Uncle Curry, if I knock him out and take him back..."

"Your Highness, I believe that would require His Majesty’s consent." Curry Housekeeper immediately understood Rica’s intention, but continued: "However, if Mr. Lin Ke is willing to transition to a [Mathematician], I think many [Great Sage] and [Mathematician] in the abyss would be tempted to take him as a disciple."

"Huh?" The image of one stern, white-haired elder after another saying, "Mathematics is the world," flashed in Rica’s mind, and she frowned: "Then never mind..."

"In that way, His Majesty would also see Mr. Lin Ke’s talent and might agree." Curry Housekeeper softly reminded, looking at Lin Ke with a hint of appreciation for talent.

Such a genius, such wisdom, given to someone like Ove, who is out of touch with the world and has been secluded too long, is really a pity.

And Rica’s brow furrowed even deeper.

Without saying more, Curry Housekeeper refrained from affecting Rica’s judgment and retreated back behind her.

Meanwhile, after about a minute of feedback, Laplace finally opened his eyes.

His gaze was extremely complex, changing several times, with disbelief, gratitude, ruthlessness, and pride...

Ultimately, it was reduced to the sound of a light thud on his left chest, "thump thump."

The right hand lightly thumped the heart area of the left chest, representing respect.

"We, the Ice Clan, owe you one."

After saying this, Laplace turned and headed towards the main road outside the castle without looking back, along with a group of accompanying soldiers and housekeepers, servants, and more.

He no longer had the face to stay.

And Lin Ke was indifferent; it was just a child’s inexplicable competitive psychology, feeling inferior and, of course, left dejectedly.

As for the others, the way they looked at Lin Ke no longer had the relaxed attitude as if treating a child but was now tinged with a bit of the rationality used for adults.

Such a clever child might not be judged as a mere child.

"Little Lin Ke, with such a high talent in mathematics, why not consider becoming a [Mathematician]?" Seeing the quiet atmosphere, Akel was the first to speak with a smile.

Lin Ke’s high talent made Akel the happiest, as he originally wanted to befriend Lin Ke.

However, other families were not as pleased.

Lin Ke had just recovered from his thoughts on the topic of "the development of Naseng’s mathematical research and education system" when someone spoke again.

"Noble honor is never just created by pen and paper; blood and scars are the marks of nobility."

The people who stood with Laplace were all adults besides Laplace himself.

At this moment, it was a thin young man speaking.

Lin Ke was somewhat puzzled.

Is this still not over?

Why is there such a clown jumping out after showing his outstanding talent?

At this moment, Butler Billy quickly approached Lin Ke, bent over, and whispered in his ear: "This is Viscount Mantis, the profession [Fist Fighter]..."

With this reminder, Lin Ke instantly understood.

Viscount Mantis, whose territory bordered that of the Azanen, had a feud over a small river that could irrigate fields in the past.

The result was that Garoce led his squad of Knights, made up of professionals, and broke through Viscount Mantis’s castle, leaving the Old Viscount Mantis seriously injured and near death.

And in front of him now, it seems, is the heir of the old, grievously injured, and dead Viscount Mantis.

Recalling this, Lin Ke instinctively said, "Your father died?"

Goodness gracious.

Even Count Giant Sword, who always wore a cold expressionless face, couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, and Akel widened his eyes.

A middle-aged man with long wavy hair couldn’t help but chuckle: "The little lion of the Azanen Clan, really quite surprising..."

This handsome middle-aged man was a level ten [Minstrel], here to gather material. The rise or fall of a minor noble was always a topic of interest.

Especially when it concerns the decline of a Viscount Clan that was once thriving because of the loss of its backbone and the incompetence of the heir; that’s something nobles love to hear.

Because it provides a means to admonish their descendants, as well as indirectly showcasing their own courage and wisdom in leading their family.

Now seeing this, the [Minstrel] thought perhaps the Azanen Family’s loss of Garoce might not mean their downfall after all.

The guests were amazed at Lin Ke’s daring words, while Viscount Mantis’s face turned completely dark: "Are you insulting my Mantes Clan?"

Mantes, meaning mantis.

At this point, Lin Ke realized he had misspoken, but still had no intention of apologizing. He shook his head and mumbled: "Not really. Back then, when Viscount Garoce severely injured the Old Mantis, it was only to elevate a piece of trash to the top in the Mantes Clan."

Saying this, Lin Ke looked at Mantes: "Seems like Garoce’s plan succeeded, the Old Mantis ultimately couldn’t hold on, and now a... um, has taken his place."

Sharp and unyielding!

Just a moment ago, when dealing with the son of the Marquis of Ice, Lin Ke could sense the goodwill from the Marquis of Ice; it was just that Laplace was foolish.

But now, a member of an already opposing family, the head of the opposing family, had jumped out.

If Lin Ke showed weakness, he would suffer contempt from these surrounding people.

So after speaking, Lin Ke even smiled: "What? Would you like to duel a ’six-year-old’ [Scholar]?"

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