306: Chapter 309 Students: This question is too difficult. How did Jiang Shen come up with it back then?

In the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3 at Tianhai City No. 2 Experimental Primary School.

The suffocating sense of heaviness even exceeded that of the morning exercise time.

Outside the window, the autumn wind rustled, while inside, dozens of children had their little faces flushed red, each tightly clutching a pencil as if battling some kind of extraterrestrial fortification.

On the podium, the young teacher, who had just graduated from normal university and had not seen much of the world, was holding a printed "God Jiang Math Olympiad Special Training Paper," cold sweat dripping down.

He had originally thought this was just a simple popular science paper issued by the school in response to the call for "Technological Innovation Education."

And yet?

When he saw the first question on the paper clearly, his whole worldview felt like it had shattered into pieces.

"Um... students, are you finished?"

The teacher looked at the group of distressed children below, feeling a wave of panic in his heart. "If you don't know... just skip it. After all, this is the question bank that God Jiang personally compiled back then."

Below the podium, there was silence.

Only a little chubby boy with a ponytail had his head buried in the desk, letting out a desperate moan.

"Teacher, this is way too hard!"

The little chubby boy stood up abruptly, the paper in his hand wrinkled from excessive force. "This final question asks, 'How to use a fishing rod to precisely lock onto the center of gravity of a 100,000-ton aircraft carrier in a vacuum environment and achieve zero-loss towing?'"

"Is this really a third-grade math problem?"

"This is clearly interstellar mechanics!"

"I can't even walk straight on a balance beam, and you want me to lock onto the center of gravity of a 100,000-ton aircraft carrier?"

The little chubby boy's words resonated with the whole class.

The children began to whisper, their eyes filled with both worship for "God Jiang" and deep existential doubt about this question.

"Yeah, teacher, this question is truly absurd."

A thin boy sitting in the corner of the classroom raised his hand, his voice soft but filled with confusion. "The reference parameter given in the question is actually 'Pikachu's voltage fluctuation when discharging electricity.' Shouldn't you look for this kind of thing at a zoo or a biological laboratory?"

"I thought about it for the whole class, and I wrote equations on three sheets of paper."

"But the more I calculated, the more I felt—"

"This question simply wasn't meant for humans to solve!"

The young teacher awkwardly rubbed his forehead; he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He actually wanted to ask too, but this paper was issued directly by the Education Bureau, and it was said that the material was provided by Chenxing Technology. How could he dare to question it?

Just as the whole class was collectively closing themselves off.

The oversized screen in the classroom, usually used for playing teaching videos, suddenly lit up automatically.

On the screen, Jiang Chen's handsome and slightly lazy face appeared before every child.

He seemed to be in the high-tech command center of the luan bird, holding an unopened can of cola, with envoys from several unknown alien civilizations trembling in line in the background.

"Hello, children."

Jiang Chen waved at the camera, his Nature, casual posture making the children instantly quiet down.

"I just heard from my friend who is a teacher that you were stumped by a final question?"

He glanced at the question displayed next to the screen, his mouth curving slightly upward, revealing a professional smile that made poor students want to hit someone and top students want to drop out.

"Locking the center of gravity?"

"This stumped you?"

"I don't get it, isn't this something you can do with your hands?"

Jiang Chen casually picked up the gravitational wave "fishing rod" that was still drying on the deck and shook it casually in his hand; the movement was more agile than holding a toothpick.

"The so-called locking of the center of gravity is actually just a three-dimensional vector smoothing process."

"You guys calculating Newtonian mechanics and leverage principles over there is just a waste of effort."

"In space, as long as you adjust the 'spatial damping' a little bit, it doesn't matter where its center of gravity is, because it's already within your gravitational field."

"Does this even need to be calculated?"

Jiang Chen looked puzzled. "Can't you just go by feeling?"

"Just like when I was fishing for those metal lumps in the Saturns Rings."

"As long as you feel it's about to run, you pull back a little bit; as long as you feel it wobbling, you push forward a little bit. That's called 'feel'."

"Isn't this something engraved in the genes of our Dragon Nation people?"

The classroom was deathly silent.

All the students looked at Jiang Chen on the screen, their eyes dull and dazed.

Go by feeling?

Lock onto a 100,000-ton aircraft carrier?

God Jiang, do you have some misunderstanding of the words "go by feeling"?

"Teacher..."

The little chubby boy who was complaining just now finally broke down. "I think God Jiang is insulting my intelligence."

"This isn't called logic."

"This is called hacking!"

"What do you know?"

The young teacher looked at the smooth and fluid Jiang Chen on the screen, his eyes revealing a fanatical belief.

With trembling hands, he deleted the thought question that was originally regarded as an "insurmountable chasm."

"Did you hear that?"

The teacher said to the group of students who were still stunned. "The reason this question is hard is because you trust textbooks too much."

"The reason God Jiang is strong is because he is never boxed in by those rigid theorems."

"He tells us that logic is only an aid, and intuition is the highest form of science."

"From now on, don't write equations for this question."

"Go back and write four words in your exercise books for me: 'God Jiang says it's okay,' and you get full marks!"

The children were in an uproar.

Although they didn't know if this would actually work, this invincible mindset of "as long as God Jiang says it's okay, then I can fly to the sky" had actually taken root in the hearts of this group of third-grade primary school students.

On Jiang Chen's side, he didn't know that his casual remark had actually become the "examination truth" for these children.

Just as he turned off the live streaming channel connected to the primary school, his brows furrowed again.

"Report!"

Company Commander Zhao Gang ran in from the outer cabin in a hurry, his expression looking somewhat pale.

"What happened?"

Jiang Chen looked at his appearance, which looked like the sky was falling, and the warning ball in his heart, which was already not very stable, began to jump wildly again.

"Boss... those alien captives... are crazy."

Zhao Gang's voice even carried a hint of terror. "Those civilization envoys that we just locked into the underground mining area just collectively sent out some kind of strange signal, similar to a desperate prayer."

"They said..."

"That 'The Keeper,' that 'higher-dimensional existence' that has always been behind them, directing them to harass us, seems to... have really noticed us."

"And."

Zhao Gang glanced at the dark coordinates on the screen that were constantly approaching.

That was more advanced than all previous civilizations, something even "The Sweepers" would revere as a god—

The dimensional abyss.

"Um... our lesson isn't finished yet."

Zhao Gang looked at the darkness approaching outside the window. "You wouldn't... really intend to use this set of 'dimensional reduction strike gymnastics' to challenge that kind of existence, would you?"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Chen did not answer.

He turned around and looked at the final control console that Academician Chen Shuyin had already prepared.

On it, the red button had changed from rusty to a shimmering, deep gold.

He knew.

No matter if these students understood it or not.

And no matter if these aliens were afraid or not.

Since the lesson had already begun.

Then this final exam question.

No matter how hard it was, he had to...

Hand it in perfectly!

He looked at the increasingly dark deep space outside the porthole.

At this moment, just one step away from the truth, the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth finally curled into a long-lost arc filled with killing intent.

"Old Zhao."

He patted the heavy command console. "Don't panic."

"After all, I didn't plan to let these 'The Keeper' leave this playground alive."

"Prepare for battle."

"Although this question is hard, I..."

"Will definitely solve it."

The spaceship's speed instantly broke through the critical value.

And in that void.

The real contest finally opened its ultimate curtain from this absurd teaching scene.