The call ended.
Lu Zhou gently exhaled, set down his phone, and turned his gaze toward the thick stack of draft paper on his desk. A gratified smile crept onto his face.
"Thirty-one days... This was probably my longest stretch of seclusion in quite a while," Lu Zhou remarked, glancing at the calendar on his phone's lock screen.
How long had it been since he last felt this way?
So long that he could barely remember.
Ever since his mathematics level had reached LV10, most computational problems had ceased to present any real challenge to him. Often, the moment he saw a mathematical formula, his intuition alone could quickly identify several expansions that might help guide his subsequent thinking.
High-dimensional spaces that would exhaust nearly every brain cell other people possessed just to imagine, along with those abstract differential manifolds, were as simple and clear to him as building blocks in a child's hands.
This time, however, things were different.
In an exceedingly rare occurrence, when he wrote down the first line of equations, his mathematical intuition did not immediately tell him which direction to take. The tangled clues were like a knotted ball of yarn, leaving him struggling to find a loose end.
As he kept changing his approach and exploring deeper into this labyrinth, more and more difficulties and traps began to reveal the tips of their icebergs.
More than once, Lu Zhou had wondered whether his conjecture was nothing more than a far-fetched flight of fancy.
Fortunately, he had not given up. He finally found a suitable differential manifold on the complex plane, converted it into algebraic form using the algebraic-geometric unified theory, and introduced it into the corresponding function expression in high-dimensional space. At last, he pushed open the final door at the end of the