That day, Bai Ge did nothing else. He only frantically absorbed knowledge.
He had never been an academic prodigy to begin with. After wasting several years, if he were to take the college entrance exam now, even passing the undergraduate cutoff would be difficult.
But with an imagination, that was no longer a problem.
Any information from reality became the most cutting-edge information in the world of imagination.
Just like tai chi, which became an unparalleled divine art in his imagination.
But he was the absolute master of his imagination. To Bai Ge, learning a trash martial art and learning an immortal's supreme technique in his own imagination were equally difficult. No matter how "supreme" it was, he could learn it instantly.
The same applied to mathematics, physics, and chemistry.
He had not only finished studying Zhuang Ze's textbooks, but had also searched online for all kinds of materials to download.
Bai Ge took his money and went straight to Xinhua Bookstore.
Now that his imagination could contain knowledge, his learning speed was horrifying.
In the past, just mentioning studying had made his head ache, but now he was grinning with excitement.
After all, the desire for knowledge was human nature. If learning were easy, surely everyone would like it.
Thus, he began purchasing books frantically at the bookstore. He bought not only books on mathematics, physics, and chemistry, but also a huge pile of books on philosophy, logic, psychology, economics, history, and other related subjects.
He browsed from the first floor to the third, filling an entire large shopping cart with books.
The sight made the bystanders' scalps prickle, while the sales clerk's heart bloomed with joy.
Book after book, set after set, was moved into the cart.
He was practically not buying books, but sweeping out the merchandise...
Toward the end, quite a few bystanders sneered, thinking, Is this guy crazy? Why buy so many books? Is he planning to display them in his study to show off?
Bai Ge ignored all those strange looks.
He did not buy just any books. He specifically chose authoritative, textbook-style works whose contents were obscure, complex, and specialized.
As for "popular science" and "entertainment" books, he rejected them all.
Even after studying those things, one would merely be an armchair strategist.
When he finally went to pay, the total came to one hundred and sixty thousand yuan.
Even so, he had only bought the tip of the iceberg of the ocean of human knowledge. Much of the more specialized and in-depth knowledge had never been compiled into books, and could not be bought at a bookstore.
"Let's leave it at this for now. I'll think about the rest in a few days. Once I finish studying these, I'll at least be an expert or professor."
He had spent so much money that the bookstore directly arranged to load everything onto a vehicle and deliver it to his home.
After opening the packages at home and inhaling the scent of ink and paper, Bai Ge smiled.
"Let's begin!"
He directly picked up a set of history books and smashed it against his forehead.
Bai Ge's head was like an entirely new dimension. Without a sound, it caused the entire set of books to vanish.
Repeating the process, several hundred sets of authoritative works were all sent into his imagination.
"Information sharing."
After the bell understood the information recorded in the books, it immediately adapted it to the world of imagination and recorded it.
In an instant, with a single thought from Bai Ge, countless fields of knowledge he had previously known nothing about surged through his mind.
Once the world understood, Bai Ge understood.
Learning knowledge was actually this simple.
He also specially trained himself in mathematics, physics, chemistry, and languages. At the very least, he had already completely mastered English.
Bai Ge was like an expert who had spent decades studying those subjects. Without needing practical experience, he could already be called a professor in terms of knowledge alone.
Perhaps his practical research experience was lacking, but when it came to taking exams, he had more than enough ability.
Carrying his admission ticket, he bought a set of college entrance exam supplies on the way and went alone to take the exam.
After the complicated admission procedures, he finally received his test paper.
Without wasting the slightest bit of time, he picked up his pen and began answering.
Chinese could be said to be the easiest subject. Classical prose, poetic interpretation—everything had a standard answer.
Bai Ge wrote as if aided by the gods.
The essay was somewhat troublesome, though, since he had to write it himself.
But he was not the kind of person who had learned nothing. With his current knowledge, the essays he wrote could not possibly be too poor.
He had already taken the college entrance exam once in the past, when nervousness had made him write nonsense...
Now that he was doing it again, his state of mind was completely different.
It could be said that no one in the entire examination hall was more relaxed than him.
Instead, the invigilator even admired him, secretly peeking at Bai Ge's paper and reading it with great interest.
On the second day, when he was taking the comprehensive science exam, an old man kept watching Bai Ge answer his paper.
He noticed that Bai Ge's approach to solving problems was extremely unconventional.
It was not the approach of a high school student. For many questions, he was not using the solution methods taught at school.
"He's using the simplest methods every time. Not bad... And he reads the questions especially quickly... His mind is quite nimble..."
The old invigilator watched with great interest. The moment Bai Ge finished one question, he immediately began working on the next.
The only time between them was barely enough to silently read the question once.
Bai Ge would often pick up his pen immediately and begin writing, without needing to think.
Several difficult questions were handled this way. The old invigilator felt that this child named Zhuang Ze was quick-witted and must have been an academic prodigy who had completed ten thousand practice problems.
In his understanding, only someone who had done countless sets of practice papers could develop such clear and efficient problem-solving skills.
"This child must have written several thousand practice papers..." the old invigilator muttered inwardly, preparing to walk away.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and abruptly turned back.
"Huh?"
"Why is this child considering the gravitational constant of Earth?"
"Eh? He's even taking the speed of sound in the atmosphere into account. Between zero degrees Celsius and room temperature, it differs by ten meters per second... The college entrance exam doesn't require you to consider this, child..."
When the old invigilator saw one particular hypothetical application problem, he froze completely.
The question mentioned the speed of sound, which actually meant the speed of sound at room temperature. It did not specify the actual environment.
It was merely an application problem, but in his answer, Bai Ge had considered the differences in the speed of sound under different regions and climates.
For example, when the atmospheric temperature was zero degrees or lower, the speed of sound would decrease considerably.
In addition, the speed of sound varied slightly under different atmospheric pressures.
Thus, Bai Ge provided multiple answers to that question, taking into account that the answers would differ at different speeds of sound.
Admittedly, this was extremely rigorous—overly rigorous, even. The college entrance exam did not require high school students to consider so many factors when answering questions.
"Although his answer includes the standard answer, he definitely isn't displaying the quick thinking caused by doing too many practice papers, as I initially thought."
A candidate who had done a huge number of practice problems would not have such a bizarre line of reasoning or such a rigorous approach. After all, what academic prodigy who had completed countless exam papers would consider objective conditions outside the paper? This was taking things a little too seriously.
Bai Ge seemed not to be answering an exam question, but genuinely considering a physics problem from real life.
The old invigilator saw this and immediately rejected his earlier idea. He instead felt that Bai Ge was almost like a child who had never attended a modern high school.
"Could this child have... too much knowledge? Is he answering based on his own knowledge instead of the usual exam-oriented way of thinking?"
After realizing this, the old invigilator could no longer move away.
He stood completely rooted beside Bai Ge, continuously watching him answer.
Bai Ge's answers were filled with the beauty of logical thought, and he could always provide solutions that left people astonished.
His comprehensiveness when considering problems was horrifying. The old man felt that he was not watching a high school student answer questions, but a seasoned professor using his vast knowledge and countless perspectives to solve a simple college entrance exam problem.
Comparing the answers, the old invigilator suddenly felt that the questions were practically childish and insufficiently rigorous.
"Why would I think that? These are only high school application problems. They were never meant to consider so much."
The old invigilator smiled bitterly. He had invigilated many times, but he had never seen such an astonishing candidate.
His perspective, breadth of knowledge, angles of thought, and logic were all different from everyone else's.
Was this really a high school student?
Compared with the high school students who had done countless exercises and written papers like machines, the person before him clearly stood on a higher level. He possessed a unique perspective and had not been constrained by the questions or standard answers at all.
He even suspected that this child had never encountered similar question types, and had perhaps rarely written related practice papers.
This was a forced breakthrough through sheer knowledge!
"His answers are too numerous. Although one of them is the standard answer, if the graders aren't rigorous enough, they may very well mark him wrong."
"No, I have to report this to my superiors. This student has already broken out of exam-oriented thinking. He must be encouraged."
P.S.: The real use hasn't even begun yet...
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