This Lord is Very Scientific-Chapter 106 - 93: How Awesome is the 9-Year Compulsory Education? (4k)

Chapter 106: Chapter 93: How Awesome is the 9-Year Compulsory Education? (4k)

"Just state a problem that I can’t solve, and I’ll admit defeat!" Laplace’s heart burned with endless fury.

Lin Ke was taken aback.

Huh? Why does this sentence feel so familiar?

No way, is Laplace really something like a Divine Son?

Of course, at this moment, Lin Ke certainly couldn’t name a few conjectures, that would be too shocking.

That wouldn’t be scientific.

And Laplace...

Laplace decided that he would ask a heap of basic yet simple questions that Lin Ke couldn’t answer, then solve them easily and ruthlessly humiliate this small countryside lord!

Of course, he also harbored a shred of doubt, namely why this foolish little country aristocrat would dare to challenge his strongest field?

Could there be something he’s relying on? Laplace couldn’t help but wonder.

After all, Lin Ke appeared too composed at the moment!

Serene, calm, and even initiating the challenge of scholarly debate first, this made Laplace hesitate somewhat.

One must understand that he is the son of the Marquis of Ice. Winning against a mere aristocratic heir isn’t worth bragging about; it’s only right.

After all, a marquis can bring far more resources to their offspring than a viscount.

And if he loses, a dignified heir of a marquis losing to a countryside viscount’s heir,

People wouldn’t doubt the incompetence of the Marquis of Ice; they would just think Laplace is too pathetic.

Thus Laplace was somewhat doubtful at the moment.

It must be known that Lin Ke now has a High-tier Professional backing him, even stronger than Laplace’s father, the Marquis of Ice, far stronger.

They didn’t even know what profession that High-tier Professional held.

What if it happened to be in mathematics?

What if Lin Ke received some worldly problem from that Professional?

However, Laplace quickly dismissed these thoughts.

"Maybe Lin Ke is quite good at math compared to those fools around the countryside?" Laplace mused inwardly, dispelling his doubts.

Just a foolish little aristocrat in a countryside castle who thinks he’s good at math, huh.

He’d heard before that some small country aristocrats would become conceited knowing addition and subtraction, multiplication and division.

Because many of the slaves and servants could only do addition, subtraction, and weren’t quick at it.

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While he could perform complex operations.

"Should we place a bet?" Laplace felt humiliating Lin Ke wasn’t enough, so he proposed a more outrageous demand.

"Oh? A bet?" Lin Ke looked at him with a teasing smile, "What would we be betting?"

These wealthy aristocrats surely have lots of good stuff?

"Heh, what can you offer?" Laplace snorted, filled with disdain.

"I have nothing." Lin Ke shook his head. "I’m just an heir, not yet Viscount Azanen."

Laplace’s eyes flashed, and he said, "How about this, you surely receive pocket money. We’ll bet a month’s pocket money, how about that? My monthly pocket money is twenty thousand gold coins."

Oh wow... Marquis families are so wealthy...

Lin Ke was about to refuse, after all, there’s always a ’what if’. What if he loses? Wouldn’t his debts worsen?

Better to be cautious.

"Lin Ke, bet with him! We have money!"

Unexpectedly, Antova stepped up, along with Fulon.

"Auntie, Mother, I..." Lin Ke furrowed his brow.

"Our Azanen fears nothing!" Antova declared firmly, everyone around watched, eyes full of contemplation.

Azanen fears nothing!

Upon hearing this, Lin Ke immediately scanned the crowd, taking in their expressions and understanding Antova’s intent.

When it comes to money, never lose face!

Apart from aristocrats, there were also many of Azanen’s servants and guards around!

They didn’t know anything about debt, only that Azanen was the most formidable.

If Lin Ke opted out of the bet for caution, he’d be looked down upon.

"Then let’s bet. Bet fifty thousand gold coins, do you dare?" Lin Ke said slowly.

"Fifty thousand? That’s my allowance for five months... no, over two months!" Even Laplace exclaimed.

"If you don’t dare, forget it." Lin Ke smiled.

"I’ll take the bet!" Laplace, incited by Lin Ke, immediately turned red and accepted, then started to change his expression.

And watching Laplace’s changing expression, Lin Ke shook his head, "Let’s begin."

Talking was useless; this son of the Marquis of Ice had already been consumed by rage.

"Ask away, as long as I can’t answer, I lose." Laplace crossed his arms, looking at Lin Ke disdainfully.

"Do you need paper and pen?" Lin Ke asked with a smile.

"No need." Laplace was determined to defeat this foolishly arrogant countryside noble with pure intellect.

Lin Ke didn’t know he had gone from "foolish" to "foolish and arrogant and countryside" in Laplace’s description.

He merely instructed Butler Billy, "Uncle Billy, bring more paper, bring the best... Also, let the workers take a break."

Lin Ke gave a signal, and Butler Billy understood, his figure blurred into an afterimage disappearing on the spot.

The paper mill was in a stockpile phase, not yet time to expose it, but a little preheating and publicity couldn’t hurt.

Many of those present were aristocrats from around Azanen.

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