The Butterfly Effect

In the room.

Three minutes after reaching the result.

Xu Yun suddenly felt his body tremble slightly. The various operators dancing before his eyes vanished, and his consciousness returned to its original state.

Chen Jingrun Mind Card. Expired.

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Xu Yun looked at his palm again. After a few seconds of silence, he let out a complicated breath.

"Thank you, Mr. Jingrun."

Although Xu Yun hadn't interacted much with Chen Jingrun in the instance, he still had a deep impression of this unsurpassed genius in the history of Chinese mathematics.

In the few times they had worked directly together, Chen Jingrun had carried out every task Xu Yun assigned him flawlessly.

And, much like Dayu,

Chen Jingrun would sometimes come up with ideas that lay outside the existing framework of knowledge (at the time of the instance) while working through a problem.

Although Chen Jingrun eventually rejected most of these ideas himself, a few were later proven highly feasible.

In other words,

in Chen Jingrun's mind, certain Western concepts weren't all that "authoritative."

This was extremely rare at a time when education as a whole was still lagging behind. Xu Yun had thought about it later and concluded that it probably had something to do with the fact that neither Chen Jingrun nor Dayu had studied abroad.

Their lack of overseas experience meant they had less exposure to Western knowledge. To be honest, given the social conditions at the time—and he meant at the time—this wasn't necessarily a good thing.

After all, the West hadn't yet begun waging cognitive warfare and cultivating influence from afar, and its system of knowledge really was far more advanced than theirs back then.

But Chen Jingrun and Dayu had turned this disadvantage into an advantage. They had become great figures of their generation through