Chapter 412 Triumph


    Everyone present at the gathering, whether it was Soldier''s subordinates or Beauty herself, was


    convinced the hen would lose. They were certain that Daniel would soon kneel down and call


    Soldier ''grandpa.'' However, to everyone''s surprise, before Soldier could even finish writing the


    answer to the second question, the hen had alreadypleted all ten.


    Soldier''s men started mocking the hen''s achievement, "Typical chicken, useless! How could it get all


    the answers down so quickly? They''re probably all wrong!"


    "Of course, they''re wrong! There''s no way our boss''s problems could have such simple answers."


    "Exactly! Look at what the hen wrote: single or two-digit numbers. These problems lookplex;


    the correct answers should at least have decimals!"


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    Their rationale sounded convincing, and although Beauty hadn''t voiced her thoughts, she agreed


    with them. She too was sure the hen had blindly written down the answers and missed the mark


    completely.


    Despite Beauty''s good academic background, she only briefly skimmed the questions without


    actually trying to solve them. The idea that a hen could solve such challenging math problems was


    beyond her belief.


    Even though the hen had finished all ten problems, Soldier wasn''t worried. He had convinced


    himself that the hen''s answers could not possibly be correct. Although he had set the problems,


    they were written haphazardly, with no concern for their difficulty. As for the answers, he hadn''t


    bothered to calcte them. There were even problems he couldn''t solve himself.


    The questions posted by the hen for Soldier might have seemed easy, involving just basic


    arithmetic, but they were tedious to solve, some featuring numerous decimal ces. Unable to


    match the hen''s speed, Soldier''s only chance ofpeting was in uracy. His goal was to


    correctly answer all ten questions to secure his victory. After all, even if by some stroke of luck the


    hen got one or even half of the questions right, the chance of guessing all ten correctly was


    practically nil.


    After ten minutes passed, Soldierpleted thest answer, beaming with confidence, "I''m done!


    And they''re all correct!"


    "Soldier, the hen had already finished way before you did, and you''re still pleased with yourself?


    Even if your answers are all correct, you''ve still lost because you''re slower than a chicken! Slower


    than a hen!" Daniel teased.


    "We agreed earlier that uracyes first, then speed. This hen might have been faster, but


    there''s no way all ten answers are right. If it got one or two right, that''s just your good luck," Soldier


    argued, insisting on his presumed advantage.


    "Don''t underestimate chickens, especially this magical hen. Every single answer it wrote is correct,"


    Daniel said confidently.


    Turning to Beauty with a smile, he asked, "Beauty, you must have been a great student back in the


    day, right? You can solve all these problems, can''t you?"


    "I went to New York University, scored almost perfect on the SAT. These questions are for kids!"


    "Since you''re so skilled, Beauty, why don''t you check the answers the hen wrote? Whatever you


    decide, we''ll go with that."