Chapter 262: Chapter 247: “I can’t believe it, how is this possible?
“Congratulations?” The tuberculosis rabbit, still grinning, suddenly froze in place, looking sowhat bewildered at the system prompt in front of him. Had soone actually succeeded in the challenge?
Did he see that wrong? Or hear wrong?
But seeing Sword Without End beside him with an expression of disbelief, the tuberculosis rabbit finally ca to his senses—it was true, a player had actually succeeded in the challenge.
“This is impossible!!” The tuberculosis rabbit’s voice rose in disbelief, eyes filled with shock, “A full seven segnts of pi, each segnt randomly extracted from within pi’s sequence, thousands of digits, even including 13 deliberately morized incorrectly.”
“How could anyone succeed under these circumstances?”
“I don’t buy it, how is this possible?”
“Unless there is one possibility.”
Sword Without End spoke with a complicated expression, “Unless soone morized these several thousand digits of pi within these forty minutes, and the mistakes just happen to be in the exact places Yi made them, even the digits that were deliberately morized incorrectly were exactly the sa.”
“The probability of this is not non-existent, just very small.”
“But if it happened, then you have to accept it.”
Chen Yi looked thoughtfully at the na of the successful challenger without saying a word.
Lv Chao? That na felt familiar. Wasn’t that the player who had achieved a Guinness World Record right before the upgrade ga descended, one adept at recollection, who after listening continuously for half an hour finally noticed the 13 deliberately incorrect digits?
That’s quite impressive.
And at this ti—
The video of this player nad Lv Chao challenging was quickly upvoted to the top of the list, and a phrase at the end of the video began to circulate rapidly.
One could see Lv Chao on the couch, having narrated the thousands of digits of pi and getting the challenge success prompt, looking into the cara with a smile, “Hello, Chen Yi.”
“Before the successful challenge, I had thought about sothing—it’s virtually impossible for a normal person to recite thousands of digits in a row without errors, even for .”
“Although you said before the Overlord video that you were going to recite these seven segnts of pi, I wasn’t sure you wouldn’t make mistakes.”
“So I watched that video in full, and as I expected, you got 13 digits wrong.”
“That’s why I succeeded.”
“The success was quite lucky, but I have to say, Chen Yi, your mory has already surpassed ninety-nine percent of the global population.”
“In fact, before the challenge, I too wasn’t sure if I could recite the whole sequence flawlessly, but luckily, I succeeded. The rewards I’ve received are enough for my wife to live comfortably for a while, thank you, Chen Yi.”
As the words fell, all players were in an uproar.
No wonder many players who recited correctly failed—it turned out it was not because those players recited incorrectly, but because Chen Yi did.
The rule was to mimic Chen Yi’s actions, regardless of whether his actions were wrong, just follow them and that’s it.
…
The man who was fixing the printing machine, suspecting it was broken, sat on the ground expressionless after seeing this segnt, giving up on his adjustnts.
He had thought his printing machine was broken, causing errors when printing on mory Paper.
Now it seed that there was nothing wrong with his machine; it was simply Chen Yi who had recited incorrectly.
Lv Chao…
Was this player sick in the head? Did this player even know of the existence of mory Paper?
With the existence of mory Paper, how could one possibly think Chen Yi could recite wrong?
Damn it, could it be this player didn’t rely on mory Paper and truly morized several thousand digits in forty minutes on their own mory?
That had to be the case.
This player must not know about mory Paper, otherwise, they would never doubt the possibility of Chen Yi reciting incorrectly.
And Chen Yi was even more outrageous. With the existence of mory Paper, why would he get it wrong?
Unless…unless it was intentional.
The man sighed helplessly and discarded the tools in his hand, abandoning his efforts. There was nothing more he could do with such limited ti. If the challenge was a failure, then so be it.
In the journey of life, success is accidental; failure is the main the.
But just then—
“Ding, congratulations to player Wang Buer for being the second successful challenger!”
“Let’s give him a round of applause!”
Another player managed to complete the challenge.
But before everyone could marvel at that, the prompt tone started to ring one after another.
Until three minutes later, when the challenge ti was completely over.
A total of 12 players challenged successfully.
And on the panel in front of all the players, there was only one image to see.
“Challenger Chen Yi, the first movent math king.”
“12 players have challenged successfully.”
“…”
The tuberculosis rabbit lit a cigarette sowhat resignedly, letting out a sigh, “There’s no way around it. If it had been only one player who succeeded, I could still be a little reluctant, but with so many players succeeding, perhaps this move wasn’t that difficult after all?”
“Heh.”
Sword Without End’s mouth twitched slightly, unable to control a smirk. It’s bullshit that it wasn’t hard. If he had been unaware of this move, he would never have been able to complete it—he could only say that everyone has their own strengths.
And Yi is now taking advantage of his strength to challenge global players, so naturally, it’s fraught with difficulties.
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at the prompt panel that popped up.
“Ding, congratulations on your first Overlord action, with only 12 players succeeding in the challenge.”
“Being in the 10-20 range, you will be rewarded with an SS-level reward.”
“Reward: One random B-level skill.”
“Skill?”
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