applied math 2nd semester polytechnic

Vector hates math! With all his heart! Due to severe dyscalculia, he can’t even handle the simplest calculations, like 1+9! “I HATE MATH!!!” he mutters, tormented, until this thought consumes him. Many years later, now old and sick, Vector finds himself on the brink of death. But with his final breath, something extraordinary happens: Vector wakes up, reincarnated in another world, one where dragons, fairies, and creatures of all kinds are part of his new reality. Here, in the continent "Harmony", magic is revered and is based on “Syntony” that each person can develop with one of the seven elements. Vector is initially excited about the possibility of learning and using magic! But when he least expects it, he’s hit with a shocking revelation that will change his life forever: “I… have a Syntony… with MATH?!” At first, he has absolutely no idea what that means… But soon, he finds out the immense potential of his new power: the ability to turn abstract mathematical concepts into tangible forces, bending and reshaping the laws of reality itself! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - What to expect: • Very intelligent MC • Protagonist Growth • MC's powers are related to Math! • Rich lore & world-building • Countless unique characters to encounter • Fantasy, Adventure, and plenty of Mysteries • UPDATES: Every Sunday at 3:14 AEDT (UTC/GMT+11)

"A book does not take you anywhere except to the mind of the author" - Sadhguru ... "That seems like a friendly boss," Night said and started walking toward the creature but a cold metallic hand suddenly stopped him. Eve looked up at him and begged with her cute blue mechanical eyes. "Please master. We have enough of us already." "Are we not enough for you Master?" Lilith chimed in while standing in the middle of a filthy dungeon still wearing a spotless maid outfit. Death loomed nearby and spoke ominously. "Only my skeleton army and I are enough. Let's just turn everyone else into a skeleton." Just then the massive boss was suddenly hurled into the air like a toy ball before falling down straight into the jaws of a shadow wolf. The beast swallowed the monster whole and turned back to look at Night cutely as thick saliva dripped from between her rows of razor-sharp teeth. "I am hungry." Night let out a long defeated sigh. "I Just Wanted Friends, But My Summons Keep Eating the Bosses" (Chapter 93) ... ND - Nightmare Domain Part of BBN Universe. Extra Tags #Apocalypse #Cultivation #NonHuman #Evolution #Immortal #Gods #Games #Yandere #No-NTR #No-Yuri #Family #Sliceoflife #Love #Domain #Friends #Bond #FastPaced #Devil #Angels #Beasts #Genus #Smart #Cunning #CharacterDevelopment #Disaster

She wanted to lead. Now that she gets her chance, will the evening go according to her plans?

‎                     ********** ‎Olivia  walked into the  world of the extraordinary, a world of the supernatural. ‎Of course , she belonged here but she didn't feel like it, ‎and  then suddenly... ‎A light force pushed her! ‎

A book that will guide you into the mysteries of mathematics and physics, teaching from beginner to complex formulas, following the point of view of an aspiring mage from the National Academy of Magic. The author will try to unearth your desire for learning physics, math, and more, while entertaining you with an interesting and compelling story, packed with action and romance. You will follow the ups and downs of the life of a mage who fails, learns, loves and discovers. The purpose of this book is to create a compendium of math and physics, to help spread the incredible knowledge under an entertaining approach. I hope you find embarking on this journey both pleasurable and useful. ... August 25th, 3018 New Common Era. "You have previously been told that the way of creating mana particles is by assimilating with the universe... Your thoughts and wills interact with what has been commonly called dark energy, and the result is the creation of VM particles." I nodded. "Well, that's not exactly right." That sentence alarmed the entire class. Mages improved by understanding more of the world, and therefore they have to follow the scientific method and basic rationality, liking it or not. Believing in a false theory should not actually yield any significant results as far as magic goes... It's impossible to believe we had been seeing things wrongly this entire time. And worse, it could disrupt the foundations of magic that we had built over time. The professor patiently waited for the class to calm down before resuming. "That is indeed how you create mana particles, there's nothing wrong about that. However, VM particles are NOT the only type of particle that can be produced from dark energy interactions." ""Wha-!?"" "How is that even-?" A ruckus exploded once again. I could feel my naturally producing virtual particles flickering in and out of existence, as I lost control of their production. I reckon my reaction should have been one of the strongest in the class, given my degree of faith in that particular professor. The majority would only believe a disruptive theory when they saw it with their own eyes, as a protective measure against falsehoods and... side effects like mine. I temporarily stopped my unstable radiation of mana and focused on the issue at hand. The woman continued: "There are, in fact, different ways of reaching the same place. In this case, different thoughts and wills that can interact with dark energy. The ancients called it the different Daos." Some quick assumptions revealed the logic in her words. Things were starting to get acceptable, magic-wise. "That also means... that there are other ways of creating worldly interactions that would otherwise look like magic, but that aren't actually magic. At least not how we know it." Wait a second... "...And yet, the general populace call it magic none the wise." My VM particles started to quickly flicker and shimmer. "In fact, the history books call it magic, too. However, there have been many of names for this sort of... miracle. Among them..." I broke out in cold sweat. "Divine Intervention, Power of Faith, Sword Intent, Bloodlust, Killing Intent, Fear of Death..." A tense atmosphere pervailed the room. "...Those are all proven states of will that can interact with dark energy. And each and every one of their interactions differ from one another, even if just slightly." I felt my connection to magic being cut off in that moment. "You have all committed a grave mistake. To assume that our 'Path' was the only one that led to knowledge and power is to discard the very first lesson I gave you." I gulped dry. I couldn't help but feel very vulnerable at that moment, especially because her words were correct in their entirety. "In this class, I will teach you about the other paths to power. And teach you how to defend yourselves against them, so this sort of thing does not happen twice. Follow me to the practice field!"

When sixteen-year-old Anaya Sharma receives a mysterious letter admitting her to the elite St. Crescent Academy, she thinks it’s a mistake. She never applied, never dreamed of leaving her small town—yet within days, she finds herself stepping into a world where every student has glimpsed the future they are destined to live. Doctors, politicians, artists, leaders—each chosen Transfer arrives knowing what greatness awaits them. All except Anaya. She sees nothing. Ordinary. Invisible. Until the day she touches another student… and his destiny changes before everyone’s eyes. Suddenly, Anaya is no longer a mistake—she is a threat. Some believe she’s dangerous, capable of unraveling fate itself. Others whisper that she might be the Academy’s greatest secret. As friendships form and rivalries sharpen, Anaya must navigate a semester where every choice ripples across possible futures. But in a school built on destiny, where power and fear walk hand in hand, how much of her life is hers to decide—and how much has already been chosen?

It was weirdly unsettling that night. Once, William woke up to find a glass of water to drink, but then he found that the light just wouldn't turn on no matter how many times he tried. When he approached the balcony, he saw that the city lights were all shut down as pitch darkness blocked his views. Strangely, even the wind has stopped whistling through the balcony; whereas the sounds of a nearby construction site could no longer be heard. Once, he tried to wake his roommate up, but then he found that he was not in his room. "What in the world..." Just as he wondered what had happened during his short sleep, something else was creeping through the dark corners...

“There are things that don’t make sense, but there’s nothing that shouldn’t.” Ethan was a mathematician. One at the caliber of Euler, Ramanujan, Gauss, and all the others who had been immortalized in the textbook of high school students. World’s leading universities begged him for a guest lecture, wealth was just a call away, and his words decided the trend of the academic world. All by the age of 22. By some fate, he woke up in a brand new world, surrounded by people speaking something that sounded like ancient mandarin, but not quite. The jade cups, the robe-like attires, the utter lack of technology, and the muscleheaded way of thinking made him realize he’s in that one genre where nothing makes sense. That one place where maths is the least reliable thing of all. The Cultivation World.

My boyfriend was known as a math prodigy. The night he won the championship, reports that he had plagiarized and cheated were also immediately exposed. As his girlfriend, I was interviewed, but I broke up with him during the interview. Thus, netizens began to speculate that he cheated, and I broke up with him out of shame. His career hit rock bottom, and he became utterly dejected. Three years later, he again participated as a contestant in the International Mathematical Olympiad, with the entire event live-streamed in 360 degrees to prove himself. In that competition, he was still number one. Everyone came to curse me and also to apologize to him. But to everyone's surprise, he proposed to me. He leaned close to my ear and said, "How should I make you experience my hellish three years?" I smiled and accepted his proposal. Whether it's pretense or torture, I don't have long to live. I just want to spend this final time I have left by his side.

Semester akhir akan tiba, saat itu aku terlalu fokos dengan UN yang akan datang. Dari TO, simulasi UN, TO lagi, Les, TO dan gladiresik UN. sampai aku tak menyadari perpisahan akan tiba, dimana disaat itu mungkin kami tak akan saling bertemu.