Chapter 34

Before Professor Pierre lay a series of screenshots showing Jiang Ye's earlier proof of the Birch and Swinnerton-Dyer Conjecture.

This was one of the Seven Millennium Prize Problems and lay within his specialized field of mathematics.

He had read through it more than once and already understood the general theoretical framework. The content within that framework was logically rigorous and clearly reasoned, with no serious problems.

There were just many key points and mathematical tools cited that he needed Jiang Ye to explain before he could understand them.

"I hope he'll hurry up and record a video like he did yesterday, then start explaining it."

Pierre naturally knew why Jiang Ye had recorded a video yesterday, so he was looking forward to it.

Just then, his assistant knocked and came in, holding a phone up in front of Pierre.

"Professor, that tiger is about to reach the area near Jiang Ye's university. Jiang Ye will likely be affected, and he could even be in grave danger."

Pierre looked at the first feed. The sight of the tiger on the left half made his expression change at once.

"Fuck, they're fooling around! Don't they know what the Seven Millennium Prize Problems mean? What's more, he's working on the most important one, the Riemann Hypothesis."

"Get me Carlos. We have to stop them."

Ten minutes later.

At the International Mathematical Union.

Carlos, the head of the union, was holding a video conference with the world's top mathematicians.

More than twenty profile windows filled the conferencing software. One could say that humanity's most authoritative and accomplished mathematicians were all here.

Among them were professors from Princeton, Helfgott from the École Normale Supérieure of Paris, Faltings from the Sam Mathematical Association, Andrew, a mathematician from Eagle Country, and Elder Wang and Elder Yang from Dragon Country...

Together, the fields studied by these leading figures in mathematics covered nearly every research direction in every branch of the discipline.

Carlos wasted no words and got straight to the point. "The viewers and the production team out there think Jiang Ye is writing nonsense, so they arranged for a tiger to disturb him, putting him in considerable danger."

"We understand them, but we must stop them, in the name of every member of the International Mathematical Union."

"Not only that, I hope you'll all call on your personal connections to rally scientists from other fields as well. Only by joining forces with all scientists to put pressure on the Ten Conglomerates can we maximize our chances of getting them to compromise."

"Mathematics is the foundation that drives progress in other disciplines. The significance of the Seven Millennium Prize Problems is extraordinary. If they really can be solved, another technological revolution will come..."

"I agree!"

"I have no objections!"

As expected, not one of the leading figures who had seen Jiang Ye's proof of the Millennium Problems had any objections.

That was because they simply could not find an argument that would establish Jiang Ye was wrong. Naturally, conversely, there was also hope that Jiang Ye was right.

Meanwhile, on the left half of the feed, a massive tiger had finally arrived near Jiang Ye's university under the guidance of a handler.

It seemed that the tiger's arrival would lead to something very interesting.

The next moment, viewers around the world who had been watching other feeds turned their attention back to the first one.

"Look at Jiang Ye! The tiger's coming. Things are about to get interesting!"

"That Chink's bound to piss and shit himself, haha!"

"He brought it on himself. If he accidentally gets killed, he deserves it. He'll have no one to blame but himself!"

"I really don't know who planned such a pathetic stunt. That person must regret it now. Maybe they've even lost their job."

Chapter 34: Production team, have you turned traitor? (On my knees begging for all kinds of support)

Charlie, the DuPont Consortium's representative, was in a foul mood.

Just now, he had received a formal notice from Carlos, the head of the International Mathematical Union.

If it had merely urged them to stop or condemned them, he would not have paid it any mind.

But the key point was that, according to the notice, the joint appeal had been signed not only by all the world's mathematicians, but also by leading figures from around the world who had won Nobel Prizes.

All at once, the joint signatures of the world's scientists gave the notice in his hand enormous weight.

"Damn it."

"Better let the people upstairs have the headache!"

Charlie first ordered the directing team not to let the tiger roar for the time being, then reported the notice to his superiors.

Very soon, in less than ten minutes.

The decision from the upper echelons of the Ten Conglomerates reached Charlie.

"Anesthetize the tiger first. We'll decide what to do next depending on how things develop."

Looking at the directive, Charlie could not help falling into deep thought. Could Jiang Ye really solve the Seven Millennium Prize Problems?

But then he scoffed, amused by his own thought.

What a joke. These were the Seven Millennium Prize Problems, problems that had plagued the world of mathematics for decades.

And he expected to solve them all by himself, a green kid of twenty!?

Before long, Charlie passed the higher-ups' instructions on to the directing team.

When the chief director saw the instructions, he nearly smashed the table with a slap.

"Shit, have those scientists got water in their brains? They actually believe a twenty-year-old can solve a Millennium Problems. Fuck!"

The tiger had yet to roar, but the chief director roared for quite a while.

Only after he had calmed down somewhat did he pass the order on to be carried out.

"Solving problems, solving problems—that's all they know how to do. When it turns out he's wrong in the end, just watch me get all the viewers to condemn you. But whatever happens, you can carry the blame for the first problem for now."

Just as the chief director was muttering on and on.

Just as viewers in the international livestream were complaining that the production team was too slow and asking why they still hadn't made the tiger roar.

On the left half of the first feed, with everyone watching, a whoosh rang out.

A dart struck the tiger squarely in the neck. Within seconds, the tiger collapsed and did not get back up.

"Whta? What happened?"

"Nani? Did they kill the tiger? Or anesthetize it?"