
Patrick Hates Math
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"Mathematics, I hate you!" Patrick cursed in his heart for the nth time. The arguments among the lords in the conference room brought him back to reality. "This is already the sixth wave of beasts since the beginning of winter," Duke Cremir slapped the table and yelled. "Even the Xiashan Fortress is gone. What do you want me to do against this group of beasts that are getting more and more difficult? Ah? The broken earth walls in the village or the farmers who can't add or subtract?" "Are you still thinking about your barren fief?" General Covington jumped up and down angrily, "Look at those vulnerable bachelors under your command! They turned around and ran away as soon as they heard that the enemy was talking about linear algebra. How can they still look like a bachelor? I think you deserve it!" "You all should stop fighting!" His Majesty Pope Bellifer shouted loudly, "The God of Random Numbers has abandoned us. This is the sunset of mankind. Mortals cannot defeat calculus!" "Shut up! You useless bastard!" "You are defiling the gods!" "Where's the bullshit god? All I see is an old liar!" "You, you are shameless!" Looking at the noisy red-faced lords, Patrick cleared his throat, "Then here comes the question, everyone!" The young king slammed the floor of the conference room with his scabbard, "How to solve the Bernoulli differential equation outside the city?"
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