The Nirvana of Mathematics

With Turing's help, they weathered this round of questions and answers without any real danger.

Before Wang Qi's "transmigration," research into modern mathematical logic had already far surpassed Gödel's era. There were countless mathematical systems equivalent to Turing Machines and lambda calculus alone. Those Wang Qi knew of included the Cellular Automaton he had previously created in the Divine Land, as well as the Post Correspondence Problem, counter machines, Markov algorithms, and recursive functions.

On this issue, his perspective had been innately loftier than everyone else's in the Divine Land.

His own talent was not weak either, and Turing had given him his full support. Half a year was naturally enough to accomplish many things.

To ordinary Free and Unfettered Cultivators, the preparations made by Wang Qi and Turing were flawless, without the slightest opening to exploit.

So flawless that merely thinking about them was enough to make them lose their courage.

In the end, Feng Luoyi interrupted Wang Qi and Turing's exchange. Seeing that no one else was around, he said, "If no one has any further questions, then the time for questions ends here."

Turing was still reluctant to stop. "Wait, let us finish discussing this problem..."

"You two can discuss it privately." Feng Luoyi swept his gaze over the Master of Calculation and Master of Calculation Pang Jialai before announcing, "Now, let us wait for midnight."

This was one of the few formalities observed in Modern Dharma cultivation. The summation of such world-overturning doctrines had to take place at midnight.

At the turning of old and new, all of yesterday died with yesterday, and all of today was born with today.

Those Free and Unfettered Cultivators were still immersed in the shock brought by the incompleteness theorem. Only now did they realize that so much time had