Charlot blurted out, "Master Mani! Weren't you turned into a pile of Eyes of Destiny?"
He had a deep impression of the Eyes of Destiny. After all, that monster made of countless faces had asked endless questions in an attempt to erode his consciousness. He had crushed it with an ocean of math problems, throwing a stack of mathematics test papers at it.
Especially since the Serpent of Destiny had told him that the Eyes of Destiny were Mani!
That information was one hundred percent accurate!
A righteous god was bound to know the secrets of the mortal world.
An extremely old man, with an aged face that humans could scarcely possess, appeared before Charlot leaning on a cane made from a tree branch. He smiled faintly and said, "You encountered the Eyes of Destiny?"
"That thing is extremely troublesome."
Charlot shrugged and said, "It asked me some questions, and I asked it some questions too! Then that thing made of countless faces vanished into ashes."
The old man revealed an incredulous expression and asked, "What questions did you give it?" He strongly suspected Charlot was boasting, but still decided to give him a chance.
Charlot gave it a try. The Great Emerald Library was definitely not reality, so he condensed several hundred test papers with his thoughts and tossed them to the old man who claimed to be Mani. The old man picked up the first paper, showing slight disdain. He tossed it aside and looked at the second, becoming a little more serious. By the seventh or eighth paper, his face had turned grave. Once he had read more than ten, sweat was already streaming down his impossibly ancient face!
Yes, he could no longer solve them at all.
Although Charlot Mecklenburg had thoughtfully marked the mathematical knowledge