Chapter 608: The miracle finally appeared! (1/2)

”How long will it take for this time travel?”

”Calculating...”

”According to the current flying speed of the blue sea star, it will take thirty-seven seconds to pass the Mobius ring!”

”start the timer!”

Su Mo directly issued his last instruction. He has done all the things he can do. It is up to God's will to succeed or fail!

”Time starts, 34, 33, 32...”

In the audience, the staff of the International Mathematics Group, Gameler's teacher, and all the staff and reporters, including Yan Jiuxi in the first row, all stood up nervously.

Is the result finally coming?

”22, 21, 20...”

With each countdown, the tension in everyone's hearts increased by one point. No one knows what the final result will be.

At the same time, everyone who watched the live broadcast also stood up. No one can sit down at this time. What happened today is really exaggerated!

Far beyond everyone's imagination!

Do not!

It should be said that everyone dare not even think about it, man-made black holes, time and space shuttle...

Aren't these all things that only exist in science fiction movies?

But today it appeared in front of them alive!

Is it a miracle?

Still regretting the failure?

No one knew, but everyone looked at Su Mo on the screen, and they were sure of one thing in their hearts, what kind of genius this young man is, it's a monster!

What did others do when they were eighteen?

Playing games online, making girls...

But looking at Su Mo, the gap is simply incalculable!

Many students of the same age as Su Mo have a touch of shame. They are all 18 years old. Why is the gap so big?

Su Mo's achievements made them completely without the courage to catch up!

Absolutely not!

How does this catch up?

This is especially true for some students called geniuses. Looking at Su Mo on the screen, they couldn't help but be puzzled.

”Is he really a genius?”

Do not!

Compared with Su Mo, they simply insulted the word genius!

...

National National Taiwan University, on the playground.

More than a thousand Tsing Hua University students stood up in a row. The picture was extremely spectacular. All the students' eyes were on the big screen, and every countdown from the sound touched their minds.

Li Renhui and the other teachers are all on the sidelines. They are just like the students, and even more nervous than the students. The expressions on the faces of the girls are out of control, and they don't know if they are laughing or crying.

Linhai Second Middle School.

All the students in the class stood up, even some of the thorny heads that usually go to class. The whole building is silent, without any abnormal noise, and the faces of the students are extremely serious. They are witnessing the birth of a miracle!

Miracle Internet Cafe.

A twenty-five-six woman at the front desk is playing games. Her name is He Shuangshuang. She is the front desk and owner of Miracle Internet Cafe, just before she is about to push the enemy crystal.

Suddenly, everyone in the Internet cafe stood up. He Shuangshuang jumped by the sudden change and looked at the scene not far away with confusion.

what's the situation?

What's wrong with this?

Is there something wrong with the computer?

Thinking of this, He Shuangshuang hurriedly got up and ran to the game area. The pictures on everyone's computer screens were the same, a planet slowly drifting in a particle channel, and a countdown sounded.

”What happened to you?”

Seeing this scene, He Shuangshuang hurriedly asked, but what embarrassed her was that no one answered her own questions, and everyone stared at the computer screen.

”Hey, what's the matter with you? The curse?” He Shuangshuang's voice increased a few decibels.

In an instant, many people looked over, with a hint of coldness in their eyes, scared He Shuangshuang shrank his neck, turned back to the front desk, and whispered, ”What's the situation? Should these people?” Is it crazy?”

Just after she returned to the front desk, the game screen just now disappeared, replaced by the one just seen.

”12, 11, 10...”