The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 410 One Shot

Chapter 410 One Shot

Soldier was escalating the difficulty from first to third grade math with the introduction of brackets.Seeing the problem, Beauty frowned with displeasure, "Are you trying to replace a loophole? How coulda hen solve such a difficult math problem?"

Daniel burst into laughter upon seeing the question. "No worries, Beauty. By demanding this,Soldier just wants to prove that he has lower intelligence than a chicken!"

Enraged by the insinuation, Soldier retorted, "Country kid, don’t insult me! You think I, acommanding officer, have lower intelligence than a chicken?"

"Even if you are an officer, your IQ might still be lower than a chicken! Why don’t you try competingagainst the hen?"

"How would we compete?"

"By solving math problems. It answers one question, then you answer another."

"Okay!" Soldier was quick to agree because he had a plan in mind.

"If the hen loses, that means you lose. I only win if the hen does."

That was Soldier's strategy. Although he'd essentially lost earlier, Daniel gave him a chance to turnthe tables, and he intended to seize it.

Beauty was sharp enough to see through Soldier's façade. "You’re trying to outsmart a hen inmath?"

"It was the country kid’s idea; he wants to bet like this. Either he’s scared and his words meannothing, or we continue." Soldier was goading Daniel, afraid the other man might back down.

"I am no coward; I stand by my word like a true man. Even though it's just a hen, I believe it’sintelligent enough to outsmart you."

Daniel pointed at the equation Soldier scribbled in the dirt, urging the hen, "Go on, calculate it."

The hen etched the number "4" in the ground—it had got it right again. Daniel suggested, "Let's notwaste time; let's settle this once and for all. You both make ten problems then solve them at thesame time. Whoever gets more right, wins. If there's a tie, the faster one is the winner."

"Fine!" Soldier agreed without hesitation.

Could he really lose to a hen in math? He was the commanding officer; he prided himself on hisarithmetic skills. Beating a hen should be no challenge at all.

With Beauty presiding over the contest, Soldier and the hen both set their problems. Soldier used atwig to write on the ground, while the environmentally-friendly hen used its claw.

The hen finished posing all ten problems while Soldier was still on the eighth; he was deliberatelymaking them tough to stump the hen. The hen’s questions, on the other hand, were simple—basicfirst-grade level.

Even so, Beauty was still astounded by the hen's ability to come up with problems. "Can this henreally come up with math problems?"

"Didn’t I say? Under my guidance, this is no longer an ordinary hen—it’s a miraculous chicken!"

"Nonsense! That’s the hen’s own smarts, not your training! Or do you want me to 'train' you a bit?"