Chapter 80 Duck God
Chapter 80 Duck God
At one o'clock in the morning, the deep rumble of a microwave oven running wildly pulled Gu Chengyu out of his sea of homework.
Then, through the crack in the door, came an extremely greasy smell of fast food and late-night snacks.
Without a doubt, it's some crazy guy who's been staying up all night, secretly heating up a midnight snack in the dorm.
"Ugh, what the hell is that smell...?"
Before we knew it, a month and a half of school had passed.
This special class for gifted children, which supposedly gathers geniuses from all over the country, now has a dormitory corridor that looks like a scene from a Resident Evil movie.
The relentless late nights over the past few days have drained the energy of these proud and ambitious young men, leaving their eyes bloodshot and red.
They stood in a long line outside the shower room, towels draped loosely around their necks and basins held mechanically in their hands, like a row of soulless puppets.
With exams approaching, everyone's nerves are so tense during this special period that they feel as fragile as a windowpane that could be punctured at any moment.
Gu Chengyu also hunched his shoulders and mingled in the group, afraid that a single wrong move would ignite the powder kegs around him.
On the yellowed shower door, some grumpy guy had scribbled several large characters in red pen:
Keep your shower time under 5 minutes!
The handwriting was so powerful it seemed to penetrate the paper, even carrying a hint of menace.
But in reality, most people rush in, get splashed with water, and come out as if they've been in a battle, much faster than required.
After all, with the exams drawing ever closer, even the time to close their eyes and feel the hot water wash over them is considered an extremely luxurious crime by these exam kings.
After rinsing off the foam from his body at record speed, Gu Chengyu rushed back to his room with his hair still wet and turned on his laptop screen.
The school built an internal network specifically for these exam-taking geniuses, especially during the chaotic exam week, when the internal network became the most important information hub.
"Tick-tock".
The mouse clicked crisply.
On the forum's homepage, a highly popular post with hundreds of replies immediately caught Gu Chengyu's eye:
[The Duck God has struck again today!]
—This is simply amazing! He crushed all the challenging math, physics, and chemistry problems, even the most difficult ones. Does nobody know who this genius is?
—But this person hasn't appeared until last year! Maybe they're a freshman this year!
—I guessed so. We studied the approach of those people last year; their problem-solving styles were completely different. This expert's style is to always just throw out three short lines of text, no matter how complex the problem is. Writing even one more word is like taking his life!
—Only three lines? Is the answer even correct? That's such a serious skip!
—Don't doubt it... This morning, some skeptical guy took it to the physics department's office and confronted the old man. Guess what? The old man was so excited his reading glasses almost flew off, and he stammered that the derivation was perfect, practically a work of art!
—Ahem, although I know who that big shot is, I cannot disclose it to protect the privacy of the deity.
—A warning to the brothers upstairs who know the inside story: if anyone dares to leak even a whisper of this secret, scaring away our Duck God and cutting off everyone's livelihood, we will all come looking for you with knives!
Gu Chengyu stared at the screen filled with jubilation, his lips twitching uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself:
God the hell, who gave you this lousy title?!
This anonymous forum, run by the student union, allows users to customize their profile pictures.
The mysterious figure who has recently stirred up a storm in the forum has a signature avatar that is a duck that looks at the screen with a disdainful gaze and an extremely irritating expression.
The incident began with a trivial matter.
Around midnight a few days ago, a guy who was about to go crazy posted a picture of a hellish math problem on a forum in despair.
The results of it?
Just 3 minutes later.
An account with a duck avatar casually presented an answer that was extremely logically sound and had an outrageously quirky angle.
From that day on, the entire forum completely exploded. The number of posts asking questions grew like a snowball, spiraling out of control.
And that mysterious "Duck God," without exception, no matter how obscure or difficult the question...
They can provide perfect problem-solving strategies and correct answers in just a few minutes, as effortlessly as eating or drinking!
Suddenly, these geniuses, who usually wouldn't admit defeat to anyone, began to frantically praise the Duck God's blessings like fervent believers!
As long as you post the problems you just can't solve on an anonymous forum, you can even close your eyes and take a short nap in peace.
A moment later, a "ding" sound will ring out, and the answer will surely be revealed!
This was unthinkable in the past; you would have to go to the office and beg and plead with the teacher, or humbly ask a big shot you knew.
But now?
The sudden emergence of the "Duck God" single-handedly saved these geniuses a massive amount of review time!
Gu Chengyu swiped down and clicked on another physics help post that was getting a lot of upvotes:
[Help, Duck God! How do I calculate the energy loss in a physical collision? I've applied three pages of formulas to this problem, but I keep getting stuck in a dead end (with pictures)]
—The velocity of the center of mass, v_{cm}, is conserved. Observed in the center-of-mass frame of reference, the collision exhibits perfect symmetrical reflection. Therefore, the kinetic energy loss rate = 1 - e^2.
Subsequently, the comments below completely devolved into a large-scale pilgrimage site:
—I'm bowing down to the master... I can only blame myself for being uncultured; a single "Holy crap" is all I need!
May the glory of Pythagoras and Newton forever protect our great Duck God!
"puff--"
Gu Chengyu couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the Duck God's infuriatingly aloof answer.
Although it's only three lines long, the explanation is actually much more detailed than before.
Gu Chengyu was a firsthand witness.
Earlier, this arrogant duck, when solving this kind of problem, would only coldly throw out a line of ultimate formulas that even ghosts couldn't understand.
This sparked a massive outcry on the forum, with countless self-proclaimed geniuses weeping and crying, exclaiming, "We know the equations, but we don't understand how they came about!"
Perhaps finding these people too stupid, the Duck God finally took pity on them and occasionally began to add a little text explanation next to the steps of the deities, as if bestowing charity.
As things stand now, the length of Duck God's answers has even increased to three lines—an unprecedented and extremely extravagant feat!
This was an immense act of mercy for the Duck God.
Gu Chengyu didn't know what the situation was like in the other classes, but at least in his own class, everyone knew exactly what was going on.
They all knew who the Duck God was in real life!
But seeing how low-key that guy usually is, as if he wanted to bury himself in the ground, it's clear that he desperately wants to keep it a secret.
So everyone tacitly agreed to keep quiet and never reveal the secret.
"However... I initially thought this guy only had an overwhelming mathematical advantage."
Gu Chengyu leaned back in his chair, a deep sense of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
"I never imagined his physics and chemistry skills were so inhumanly advanced... How the hell is this even possible?"
Gu Chengyu was a top student in the eyes of others since childhood, but for the first time, he deeply realized something about this peer:
There really are geniuses in this world who are so incomprehensible that they make people not even have the courage to catch up, and who make people feel utterly hopeless!
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