My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 502 Calculation

The sky was covered with thick gray clouds, and the light in Heifengao was dim.

On the porch of the wooden house, Chen Mu lay in a rocking chair with his eyes narrowed, his left hand tucked into his wide sleeve, while his right hand resting on the armrest kept pinching.

At a certain moment, a crystal white dot came into view, and Chen Mu's movements slowed down.

"It's snowing."

He stood up and walked to the edge of the corridor, staring at the increasingly dense snow. Unconsciously, he had been in Heifengao for two months.

When I came to my senses, a gray wall appeared before my eyes.

Five Dragons Sutra: 3117/10000/Level ;

Nine Cups Arithmetic: 43/10000/Second Order;

Over the past month, my progress on the Five Dragons Sutra was acceptable, but my progress on Sutra Calculation was extremely slow, and it was only yesterday that I entered the second stage.

"Fortunately, my efforts were not in vain." Chen Mu couldn't help but stretch out his hand to catch a snowflake.

Yesterday he calculated the weather and guessed that there would be heavy snow today, but he didn't expect it to come true.

“People with rich life experience can roughly estimate weather changes.”

"The effectiveness of the arithmetic still needs to be tested."

"Well, you can try to find the nearest gathering point of evil spirits."

……

three days later.

The sky was still gray, and the entire Heifengao was covered with heavy snow, and it was all white wherever you looked.

The one-meter-tall burdock tree was covered with snowflakes, and its fiery red leaves huddled together, motionless as if it were asleep.

Chen Mu walked out of the wooden house, turned around, and disappeared as a breeze.

Following the direction given by the Suanjing, he did not stop all the way, following the cold wind, and drifted straight to the southeast. He was more than 300 miles away from Heifengao before he reappeared at the foot of a small hill.

Chen Mu stood at the foot of a nearly vertical steep cliff, looking around with some disappointment.

Even though it was covered in snow, he could easily see that there were no signs of ghost life in this place.

"Tsk... After all, it's only the first level of perfection. I really can't have too high expectations for the Mathematical Scripture."

"Go back and continue with the liver?"

Chen Mu couldn't help but grin as he thought of this.

The Nine Cups Calculation is difficult to understand, and can only be practiced through repeated calculations, and experience progress is slow. If you want to practice to the third level, it will probably take at least a year or so, and it will not be achieved.

Moreover, the feedback during practice was so bad that he really didn't want to practice.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, a strange sound came to my ears.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he immediately activated the method of listening carefully. Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at the ground with interest.

Thousands of meters below, there was a space as big as two classrooms. A strong man over two meters tall was cooking in it?!

"We are kindred spirits!"

Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.

……

The next day, inside a wooden house on the eastern hillside of Heifengao.

"Feng'an City?" Across the square tea table, a simple-looking man with small eyes looked puzzled: "There is actually a city in this wilderness?"

This……

Chen Mu was speechless for a moment when he heard this.

The people in Heifengao had at least heard of the rumors about the city, but the strong man in front of them had never even heard of the rumors about the city.

The strong man was the evil spirit he discovered yesterday. He had the ability to escape underground. In order to avoid the dangers on the ground, he dug a hole underground to survive.

The hole dug by the other party was too deep. If Chen Mu hadn't had sharp ears, he would have almost missed this person yesterday.

He has the ability to escape underground, which greatly improves his safety when he goes out, and his range of movement far exceeds that of the evil spirits in Black Wind Valley. But even so, the other party still doesn't know the existence of the city, which is enough to show that the surrounding area is indeed desolate.

"Have you ever encountered other gathering places of evil spirits?" Chen Mu continued to ask.

"I did encounter one a few years ago, but unfortunately, before I could plan to move in, the village suddenly disappeared overnight." The sturdy man said, with a hint of fear on his face.

This is also the reason why he dug the hole so deep.

"Where is the village?" Chen Mu became interested.

  "It's just north of the hill where I live, about two hundred miles away, in the middle of a valley." The strong man did not hide it. Two hundred miles north, a valley?

This location...could it be the mountain stronghold where Old Yang stayed before?

Chen Mu hurriedly asked and checked carefully, and after a few words, he couldn't help but sigh.

Although there were still some differences, he was basically certain that the valley was most likely the ruins he found.

It's a waste of joy.

"By the way, do you still remember where the Forgotten River you climbed out of is?" After a while, Chen Mu calmed down and continued to ask.

"Gone." The strong man looked puzzled: "I went back to look for some of my companions. But they disappeared completely in such a big river. I didn't find anything."

"I remember that location very clearly." The sturdy man looked puzzled and could not understand this strange phenomenon.

Chen Mu couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

He guessed that the Forgotten River here might not be fixed. It sometimes disappeared and sometimes appeared, and there was no fixed section of the river.

When he killed the strange monster before, the shadow of the Wangchuan River that suddenly appeared and disappeared aroused Chen Mu’s interest.

He specifically inquired about relevant information in Black Wind Valley, intending to find the Wangchuan River and then go up the river to look for traces of the city. However, he found that the directions indicated by everyone were varied, and he found nothing after checking them one by one. Only some traces of dry riverbeds could be seen in some places.

Just as the sturdy man in front of him said, soon after the ghost crawls out of the Forgotten River, it will disappear out of thin air.

"But why doesn't the Wangchuan River near Jiugu City and Feng'an City change?"

"I don't understand..." Chen Mu scratched his head.

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking so much."

"Now that we are in a remote and wild area, whether we continue to seek information from the Yin spirits or set out directly to find Feng'an City, we can't do without the Nine Cups Mathematical Scripture to predict the direction and guide us."

"Instead of having wild thoughts, it's better to spend more time practicing the Nine Cups Mathematics."

……

For a period of time afterwards, Chen Mu devoted more energy to mathematics.

He was not in a hurry to find Feng'an City, but continued to look for the ghosts living in the surrounding area, gaining experience while also using this to verify the accuracy of his calculations.

  After a busy half month, he successfully found two more gathering places of Yin spirits.

The first gathering place was more than 400 miles southwest of Heifengao, with seventy or eighty people. He found it after calculating it nineteen times in a row.

The second gathering point was in an underground cave 600 miles north of Heifengao, where the environment was safer and nearly 300 people gathered. He calculated it 35 times before he finally found it.

“The farther the distance, the lower the accuracy?”

"It's a bit troublesome..."

He was not sure where Feng'an City was, but it was at least thousands of miles away from Heifengao.

"We can only try multiple measurements to improve accuracy."

Having made up his mind, he no longer went out to look for ghosts.

Because the newly found ghosts are just like everyone else in Heifengao. In their knowledge, there has never been any provincial capital or big city. They are mostly just guesses and conjectures that are heard by others. They are of no reference value for finding Feng'an City.

As a result, he had a clearer understanding of the remoteness of the place he was in, and it was almost impossible to find Feng'an City through the information of ghosts.

"We still have to rely on the Nine Cups of Calculation."

……

On this day, snowflakes were floating in the gray sky again, and the biting cold wind was howling.

Inside the wooden house, a clay stove stood under the window. The bright yellow flames, as big as human heads, ignited spontaneously without any firewood, making the whole room warm.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the soft couch next to the stove, his gray and white clothes loose on his body, his long hair casually scattered.

At this moment, he was squinting his eyes, staring at a row of knotted straw on the low table in front of him. Dots of silvery-white fluorescence flickered in his eyes, and as his fingers moved, strings of numbers emerged in his mind.

After a long while, Chen Mu opened his eyes.

"Southeast again?" He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

For more than half a month, he has been constantly calculating with Feng'an City as his target.

Out of more than 1,600 calculations, 223 of them pointed to the southeast.

Moreover, as the mathematical experience increases, this result in the southeast direction appears more and more frequently.

"Isn't this stable?"

Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.

(End of this chapter)