Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

1722 Sister Nian: Yes, I Actually Need Something

Nie Mi also saw the items being sent over one by one and was quite puzzled. He raised his head and asked the person opposite him, “Master Cheng, do you know what they’re doing?”

It was Master Cheng’s first time attending the Ji family’s banquet. He shook his head and looked as puzzled as him. “I don’t know. Let’s wait and see.”

Soon, the waiter brought the items to their table.

The same stack of draft paper and a pen, along with a tablet, were placed on their table.

After that person put the things down, he walked away without saying a word.

Nie Mi was stunned. “What do they mean?”

Qiao Nian picked up the tablet and played with it. She realized that these tablets were all connected to the same main computer. Her eyes darkened, and the corners of her upturned eyes restrained her arrogance.

Tsk, interesting!

Soon, all the tables were given the same things.

complicated question similar to calculus and physics was projected on the main table. Many of the symbols were rarely

dignified voice faintly sounded. “In the past, everyone who participated in the banquet wanted to take part in an auction. This time, I’ll change the gameplay. We distributed draft paper and pens to every table and a tablet with a link projector. Everyone can participate in this game. The rules of the game are very simple. Whoever can solve this question the fastest can make a request of

exploded as

was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make

the

people needed help

before Nie Mi could speak. Her

did not expect the Ji family to use the formula for black gunpowder as a joke. Previously, she had planned to contact them through the auction and then check if Ji

Still…

and pulled down her cap. Then, she took the draft paper and pen. The

involved calculus, physics, and chemistry knowledge. Novices couldn’t even understand

simple, but it was actually very

as difficult as

matter which subject it was, the international competition would not test the manufacturing of black gunpowder. This was probably the unique and bold style of the Independent Continent’s Ji

Mi found it strange upon seeing that she was

had already deduced the first step. The handwriting on the A4 draft paper was strong. She stopped writing and lowered her dark eyelashes. She could still answer Nie