Chapter 1209: Chapter 1209: 100% Hit Formula

“What if it’s wrong?” Vice Dean An looked at Lin Shen in shock, unsure of what he meant.

Lin Shen had his own plan. Since he couldn’t master the normal skill, he could only master the wrong one, so he treated this conjecture as incorrect to practice.

If he could master it, it would mean that the conjecture itself is wrong. When the wrong conjecture is mastered, it becomes a BUG. A BUG falls outside normal judgments, and regardless of Vice Dean An’s computational power, he couldn’t counteract a wrong skill.

If Lin Shen couldn’t master it, it would prove the conjecture to be correct. If proven correct, could he directly become an emperor-level figure using this conjecture?

Of course, proving this conjecture would allow one to become an emperor, as Vice Dean An said, but it wouldn’t necessarily happen.

Lin Shen estimated that with his method of proof, he might not reach emperor-level, as Vice Dean An’s proof required personal experience and verification, which was different from Lin Shen’s direct approach.

So Lin Shen hoped this conjecture was wrong; if it was wrong, he could master it and use the wrong skill to win this bet.

Apart from this method, Lin Shen had no other chance to win against Vice Dean An.

“You’ll naturally know in a bit. First, tell me what this conjecture means?” Lin Shen pointed at the conjecture and asked Vice Dean An.

Even possessing a Smart Brain, with a thought process different from ordinary people, Vice Dean An was never shocked, but his gaze towards Lin Shen was now somewhat peculiar.

“Dean, do you know what you’re doing?” Vice Dean An looked at Lin Shen like he was looking at a lunatic, increasingly suspecting that something went drastically wrong during Lin Shen’s rebirth, leading him to become like this.

“Of course, let’s not talk about it. First, explain this conjecture to me,” Lin Shen said.

“How much can you understand of the formula here?” Vice Dean An asked Lin Shen.

“I didn’t understand any of it.” Lin Shen hadn’t seriously studied the secret manuscript given by Vice Dean An, so he truly didn’t understand it.

“If you don’t understand any of it, then I really have no way to explain what this formula represents because there are too many knowledge points involved. If you are willing to learn, I can slowly teach you, and maybe in three to five years, you can understand the theoretical foundation of this skill,” Vice Dean An said.

“Can you explain it in simpler terms, roughly?” Lin Shen pondered.

“Let’s use an analogy. You’ve played with dice, each die having six sides marked with one to six points. If you have two dice and want to roll two ones, how much time do you need?” Vice Dean An asked.

“Without calculating cheating cases, purely based on luck, it’s hard to say, but it shouldn’t take too long,” Lin Shen pondered.

“Yes, with two dice, you won’t need too much time, no matter what; you’ll eventually roll ones. But if the dice have not only six sides but a trillion sides, also with as many points, and you want to roll two ones, how long would you need?” Vice Dean An asked again.

“That’s much harder, it still depends on luck, but it would take a long time,” Lin Shen said with a peculiar expression.

“Now changing the conditions, if you have a billion trillion-sided dice and roll them simultaneously, how great do you think the chance of rolling two dice showing ones is?” Vice Dean An’s questions became increasingly complex.

Lin Shen felt his brain starting to get overwhelmed and took out his communicator, looking for Smart Brain’s help.

“I’m just giving an example; you don’t need to actually calculate or give a real answer,” Vice Dean An said with a smile.

“So, what are you trying to say?” Lin Shen put down his communicator and asked.

“I want you to understand that if this universe is infinite, it equates to having infinite dice. All matter and events in the universe equate to points. No matter how many points there are, with infinite dice, you’ll surely be able to roll two dice with the same number and moreover, you’ll have infinite dice with the same numbers,” Vice Dean An explained.

Lin Shen finally understood upon hearing this: “You mean, in another place, there might be someone who looks like me, has the same background as me, does the same things as me, experiences the same experiences as me, even his planet is the same as mine. Isn’t this the concept of a multi-universe? You made it so complicated. If you had said multi-universe earlier, I’d have understood.”

“No, you still don’t understand my meaning,” Vice Dean An shook his head and said.

“Go on,” Lin Shen really didn’t get it and could only let Vice Dean An continue.

“What I’m saying is, if this conjecture holds true, it means there are infinite dice capable of producing all possible numbers, meaning all matter and events, regardless of any situation, are actually predetermined. Because the conditions are saturated, all scenarios will happen. We just don’t know where they’ll occur. Can it be considered this way?” Vice Dean An asked Lin Shen.

“Maybe… I don’t know… How should I know? I’m not into this… You have powerful computational power… can’t you figure it out?” Lin Shen responded, frustrated.

“That’s the problem. No matter how strong the computational power is, there’s a standard, but it isn’t infinite. Even an Immortal’s computational power can’t calculate everything in the universe or prove the truth or falsity of this conjecture.”

Vice Dean An smiled: “So I say, if you can truly verify this conjecture, then your mental capacity is sufficient to become a Great Emperor. Perhaps only the computational power of a Great Emperor can reach the universe’s end.”

“What if it’s calculated that the conjecture is false and everything isn’t predetermined?” Lin Shen pondered and asked.

“Then it’s even more interesting. If nothing is predetermined, it suggests this universe isn’t infinite and might be artificially created. Then, who created this universe? If it formed naturally, what exists beyond the universe?” Vice Dean An’s series of questions made Lin Shen’s head ache.

“Alright, don’t say any more, I roughly understand. This conjecture means whether the universe is infinite or not. If yes, then everything is predetermined, because all events will occur, just with uncertain location and time,” Lin Shen replied.

“No, location and time are also certain, just that the location and time we know aren’t necessarily,” Vice Dean An corrected him.

“What’s the difference?” Lin Shen looked confused, but quickly said, “It doesn’t matter, as long as that’s the idea. So what’s the relation between this formula you wrote and created this skill and these ideas?”

“My formulas aim to illustrate a skill called the Hundred Percent Hit Formula. If everything is predetermined, then theoretically it’s possible to achieve a hundred percent hit because all scenarios will occur, so even if a bullet is shot backward, under certain conditions, the target must appear where the bullet travels through.” Vice Dean An smiled and continued: “I’m simplifying because you can’t understand, omitting many processes. But the essence is this; once mastered, you can do anything randomly, and the results will align with your desires because the wanted and unwanted results already exist; it’s just a matter of choosing what results you witness.”

Lin Shen was already confused, not understanding the meaning, summing up in six words: “Do whatever you want.”