God of Pets

Chapter 196 Unsolvable Problem
The blue-clothed sword spirit held the sword in his hand, his eyes far-reaching, and said lightly: "Guess what I have in my hand..."

After hearing this, Brother Button almost cried for joy, thinking to himself that it was a sure thing, what Chen Guan said was so damn right, this test really wasn't difficult at all.

Everyone looked puzzled, wondering how this test could be so trivial and seemed to be getting easier and easier.

"Guess how heavy the sword in my hand is?" After the green-clothed sword spirit finished speaking, Brother Button's pupils suddenly contracted and his face was full of astonishment.

"How can I guess? The sword itself is made of different materials and has different densities. Even if it has the same volume, its weight will also be different."

"Just guessing? At least let someone weigh it for a moment?"

"The first question was so easy, why did this one suddenly become so difficult?"

"Chen Guan is really something. I suspect he has some connection with Chunyang Temple."

"This is clearly a sign of not acting anymore. Chunyang Temple originally chose Chen Guan as the successor, right? Are they deliberately letting someone else run as a runner-up?"

"The sword techniques, sword techniques, and sword paths he received were all named Chun Yang, and they were completely different from those obtained by others. I previously thought it was a difference in problem-solving methods, but now it seems that is not the case at all. He was predetermined from the beginning."

"Every carrot has its own hole. The carrots that come first will be followed by the holes. Others have no time to play. They just accompany the prince to study."

"You're all wrong. I think this should still be a philosophical question. It's not really about asking Button to guess how heavy the sword is." Xiu Yingmei wanted to make up for it and make Chen Guan less enviable.

"The deputy commander is right. Like the first question, this is also a philosophical question. It doesn't really require knowing how heavy the sword is." Wen Yutao also said.

"How do we guess then?" asked Brother Button.

"You need to understand this yourself. I'm afraid the sword spirit won't agree with the answer I tell you." Wen Yutao said.

Everyone was thinking about the answer in their hearts, wondering how to solve this problem.

Seeing he couldn't rely on anyone else, Button Brother also began brainstorming: "Asking me how heavy my sword is, does that mean I'm asking how important it is to me? Is this a test of my dedication to the way of the sword?"

The more Button Brother thought about it, the more he felt it was right. "I really am talented. I actually thought of it, but how should I answer? I definitely can't say something as superficial as 'as heavy as Mount Tai,' but I really can't think of any words right now... Never mind... Just be sincere..."

Brother Button thought of this and said to the Green Sword Spirit, "My father is an ordinary soldier in the Heavenly Court Army. He has served the Heavenly Court Army all his life and rarely stays at home for too long. But every time he comes home, he brings me my favorite food. He remembers many things about me. I know that my father is a very gentle person."

"My father has always worked hard for this family, but he's never asked anything of me. Only once, on the night I was about to come of age, did he use up all his savings and connections to buy me a secret magic core. He told me it was the best secret magic he could find for me, and that it was the limit of his ability."

"At that moment, I felt my father's weakness and helplessness for the first time. It was a secret sword technique. My father knew I had no talent for it, and I knew I didn't, but he believed in me and gave me the best secret technique he could. I also wanted to be someone he trusted, someone who could help him support the family. From then on, I began practicing swordsmanship."

"The sword, to me, is a responsibility. It's heavy because I take it very seriously. But it's also light because I embrace this responsibility with joy and don't consider it a burden. On the contrary, I consider it a very important meaning in my life."

Brother Button's eyes were full of determination. He looked at the green-clothed sword spirit and said firmly: "So no matter how heavy your sword is to me, it is as heavy as my heart. I will keep moving forward with it and will never give up." Everyone nodded secretly after hearing this. They felt that although Brother Button was a little rough, he was a good person, and they felt a little moved.

"Error... The sword weighs 10.826 pounds... Failed to pass the level..." The green-clothed sword spirit's words immediately made everyone feel moved.

Brother Button was dumbfounded. A tear of self-movement hung in the corner of his eye, and he didn't know whether to let it fall or not.

"Fuck... you're not going to act anymore, are you?... you've got your cards on the table, right?... what philosophical question... there wasn't any philosophical question from the beginning... it was just full of traps..."

Everyone looked at Chen Guan. This was Brother Button trying to break through the barriers, but in their opinion, it was meaningless.

Yu Muxiu's face turned pale. He originally thought that he could obtain a sword-fighting inheritance by coming here, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

Yu Muxiu was unwilling to give up, so he gritted his teeth and walked forward, wanting to fight for a future. Perhaps he, like Chen Guan, was the one chosen by Chunyang Temple.

"How long is the sword in my hand?" the sword spirit asked again.

Yu Muxiu shuddered suddenly, feeling that happiness came unexpectedly, because he had been very good at judging the length of objects since he was a child.

Because his family sold cloth, he learned to measure cloth with a ruler since he was a child. Practice makes perfect. Later, even without using a ruler, he could tell the length and size with his eyes, accurate to the millimeter.

Yu Muxiu was about to answer when he heard the sword spirit continue, "The answer needs to be accurate to the micron."

Yu Muxiu was stunned, and everyone was dumbfounded. Is it possible for a human to measure micrometers directly with their eyes?
I don’t know if others can do it, but Yu Muxiu couldn’t. He guessed an answer, but it was naturally impossible for him to guess it right. The first few digits were not wrong, but the problem was that the probability of guessing correctly for the last digit up to micrometers was too low.

"Okay, you really won't act anymore. It's been decided long ago, right?" Everyone looked at Chen Guan with increasingly complicated eyes.

Xiu Jieming walked out at this time, came to the front of the blue-clothed sword spirit, and said lightly: "Please ask a question."

The green sword spirit nodded slightly, stroked the blade and said, "Who is the strongest person I have ever killed with the sword in my hand?"

There is no answer to this question at all. How can others know who the strongest person was who was killed by the sword in his hand? They don’t even know whether he killed a human or a secret spirit.

When everyone thought it was impossible for anyone else to obtain the inheritance, Xiu Jieming stepped forward, held the hand of the green-clothed sword spirit, and then raised his hand and swung the sword, letting it chop directly onto his shoulder.

The sword pierced his bones, and blood instantly stained the clothes on his shoulders. However, Xiu Jieming looked at the blue-clothed sword spirit with a burning gaze and said, "I will be the strongest person ever slashed by this sword, no doubt about it."

"If you pass... the level... you can learn the art of the Heavenly Escape Sword..." The green-clothed sword spirit said, and the sword in his hand burst into thousands of sword lights and merged into Xiu Jieming's body.

"Amazing! If he were facing the third question, he would probably use his own body to measure the length of the sword." Chen Guan admired secretly in his heart, and he also knew that he had met his match this time. If he made any mistake, he might really die here.

(End of this chapter)