Song He submitted the conjecture, then opened the group files and checked Jinling Institute of Technology's new conjectures.
Soon, a flicker of astonishment crossed his eyes.
He had assumed that Jinling Institute of Technology's conjectures were scattered, trivial problems, but after reading through them all, he discovered that they were connected!
After one major conjecture came several smaller ones in succession, like branches splitting from a tree trunk.
Song He fell into thought.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Someone knocked on the dormitory door.
Song He got up to open it. Xie Kefu stood outside, flushed red and wearing a worried expression.
"We're falling behind." Xie Kefu paused. "This battle between the two schools is putting so much pressure on me! The pace is too fast! The two of us have already exchanged more than a dozen blows with them, while the other students still haven't caught up!"
"Their main force might also consist of just one or two people," Song He said. "This is a high-level match. Only the strongest fighters are battling; everyone else is just filler."
"They only have one or two people too?" Xie Kefu asked blankly. "How can you tell?"
Song He pulled him over to the computer screen and brought up four windows at once, placing one of Jinling Institute of Technology's new conjectures in each window.
Xie Kefu had no ability to look at four windows simultaneously, so he could only stare at them one by one. Fortunately, his mathematical foundation was solid. By the time he reached the third, realization dawned on him.
"Jinling Institute of Technology's conjectures are connected, like mining a mountain! They're targeting one mine shaft and digging deeper and deeper!"
"So it's highly likely that it's the work of a top expert, making consecutive moves after specializing in the field!"