Chapter 812：

If the weak hero who resists the oppressor is here, I am afraid that the clarion call for rebellion will be set off in the first place.

It's just that Shirou didn't do it, and didn't say it.

But from the perspective of modern ethics, creating artificial life forms is a mistake in itself, right?

Shirou was placed in a room by the window, and Joan was placed next door.

After Astorfo arranged Joan of Arc to the next room, he came to Shirou's room and said, "If you have any questions, you can call me at any time. After all, everyone is a partner, and I will help you very seriously. Oh, Assassin. Well... more or less because I am the only idler now, so boring."

Shi Lang asked with interest: "Don't you need to let me do things now?"

"Lancer probably meant that, Assassin, you just came here. First, you need to familiarize yourself with the environment of our camp, and then arrange for you to do things." Assassin thought for a while and said.

"That's it. I understand," Shi Lang nodded, and then smiled: "To be honest, I am a toil, and being idle makes me very uncomfortable."

"Huh huh?" Astorford came with interest and asked: "Could it be that Assassin was a very busy person in his lifetime?"

"Don't use the word'before' to me." Shi Lang shook his head in distress, and then said: "However, I am indeed very busy. I can't stop even if I want to stop. As a result, I have stopped now. Feeling uncomfortable."

"It's so...that's really miserable. My words, but I have been trying to be lazy. However, my friends don't mind, and my monarch is still lazy with him. Hahahahaha..." As Tolf laughed, and then said: "Call me if you have any questions, now I'm a guide for you and Ruler."

Shilang nodded and said, "Okay."

Astorfo left the room.

Shilang stood at the window, looking at the sky, still seeing the black ring that hovered the sky.

He frowned.

He is not a saint, so he doesn't take care of his business.

However, the black ring really made him care.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The door was not closed, but there was a knock on the door.

Obviously, the visitor is a person who pays much attention to politeness.

Shirou turned around and said, "Please come in."

Pushing the door open, Ruler Joan came in.

She was holding a book and looked at Shirou hesitantly.

"Is there anything, Ruler?" Shirou asked, "Should you not inspect this castle?"

"There is this plan, but Letitia...well, it's me. I care about the answer you said earlier, Assassin." Jeanne said.

Hearing this, Shirou asked curiously: "What answer?"

Joan placed the high number book in his hand in front of Shirou, pointed to one of the questions, and said, "That's the answer to this question. You said the answer is 1.3454. How did you get this answer?"

Shi Lang was taken aback for a moment, and asked with a strange look: "This...is it something that should be studied now?"

"Be sure to tell me. I am now in a storm of thoughts. If I can't study it, my brain may not be able to stop." Joan said distressedly.

Shi Lang asked strangely: "Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"Forget it..." Jeanne's eyes glanced away, a little embarrassed.

"That's not a problem, it's just a matter of effort." Shilang walked over, took out a piece of white paper and pen, and said: "Then you are optimistic, I want to analyze the answer."

Joan nodded hurriedly, looking serious.

"This question is actually quite simple, but it uses a lot of formulas. You see, when a=8, we can get the derivative first to get the derivative of f(X), so when X tends to (0, 1) When, the derivative of f(X)......"

Shiro wrote the mathematical analysis questions while explaining the steps.

At the beginning, Joan's expression was very serious, and she heard with gusto, then she was at a loss, and finally became lethargic.

Lord... what is this?

Two minutes later, Shirou wrote down the answer and said: "...look, the answer of 1.3454 came out like this. It's simple, isn't it?"

Shi Lang raised his head and saw a pretty face that was stunned.

"That, that..." Jeanne hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Shi Lang asked mildly.

Joan said with a weak face: "Can, can you say that even the village girl can understand it?"

Shi Lang said with a strange look: "I think what I said is already very simple. This question is not a big deal, and the degree of difficulty is about 0.15."

"Really, really worthy of advanced mathematics!" Joan can only sigh with emotion.

"Are you mistaken, Ruler?" Shirou said, "This is an ordinary high school math problem."

Joan asked naturally, "High school math problems, isn't it just advanced mathematics?"

Shiro: "..."

"Anyway... please make it simple, Assassin." Jeanne pleaded.

Shi Lang sighed and said, "There is really no way. However, I happen to be idle too. It doesn't matter to teach you."

Shiro spent ten minutes analyzing the answer to this question in a variety of ways and tricks.

And to this...

Joan fell silent.

"Don't understand? It doesn't matter, there is another way of solving the problem."

"No, no more." Jeanne closed the math book.

"What's the matter?" Shi Lang asked strangely.

Joan picked up the math book and said with a serious face: "I am Ruler, how can I waste time on this kind of thing? This is a blasphemy to the Lord. I'm going to check the black camp. It's rude, Assassin."

Shi Lang asked: "Your obsessive-compulsive disorder is better?"

"I won't be caught in the thought storm of mathematics anymore."

Joan left with a math book.

This is probably being taught by mathematics.