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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)

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

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!"

“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.

Sleeping with a stranger is one thing. Finding out he’s your Math professor is an entirely different level of nightmare. —————————————————— “you wanted to see me, Professor Carter?” (Carter Damien) “Close the door, Ms. Piper.” (Paige piper) Paige did, then turned back with the same polite smile she’d worn since stepping inside. “How can I help you sir?” Damien regarded her quietly. “You don’t remember me?” She frowned. “Should I?” A corner of his mouth twitched. “Interesting.” ***** After her anatomy lecture ended, Introductory Calculus was next. Paige sighed as she reached for a fresh notebook. Math had always been her weakest subject, and calculus was the one branch she dreaded most. But pre-med didn’t care about her weaknesses. She’d just have to grind through it. The lecture hall buzzed with low chatter until the door opened. The professor strode in without a word, placing his laptop on the podium as he connected it to the projector. Paige glanced up absentmindedly, only to pause. Something about his side profile felt strangely familiar. Her eyes caught the familiar wolf cut. Paige’s stomach tightened. No. It couldn’t be. As if sensing her stare, he turned to face the class. Time froze. The man she’d slept with the night before was standing at the front of the lecture hall . Her professor! A shocked gasp escaped her lips before she could stop it. Heads swiveled in her direction. Heat flooded her face as his gaze locked onto hers across the rows of seats. Recognition flashed in his dark eyes. Paige’s heart slammed against her ribs so hard she felt dizzy. Passing calculus suddenly seemed like the easiest part of the semester.

When a reader opens a “normal” fantasy book, they expect swords, dragons, and epic drama. And then there’s me. A programmer who wakes up in a new world where magic is math. And I’m the kind of person who hates doing any calculations with all my soul. Programs have always done that for me—and they always will. If the universe thinks I’m going to suffer now… well, I’ve got bad news for the universe. So what if magic is math? Then I’ll just build a calculator. And if I have to—a whole computer. And I’ll become the strongest mage.

Li Min, a 7th grade student from City M's most prestigious school, Tou Nao Academy. He is regarded as a Math Prodigy after acing all the Math Classes in the school. As the school year ends, the Finals approach, and Li Min attempts to cement his status as the best student in Mathematics there. Years passed as he waits for this moment, this moment where the first step of the journey will begin. One step closer there, one step closer Math Wizard.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"