Proving The Conjecture!

The sky shined bright outside the window.

Lu Zhou was sleeping on his desk. He slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his sore eyebrows and looked at the calendar on the corner of his table.

It's already May…

Lu Zhou had a slight headache and he shook his head.

Since arriving at Princeton in February, he had spent almost half of his time in this tiny apartment. Other than going for grocery shopping, he basically did not leave the room.

The worse was his $5,000 USD food club membership. He had barely used it.

After receiving the mission, he had been challenging Goldbach's conjecture for almost half a year.

Finally, there was a result.

Lu Zhou took a deep breath and stood up.

He was almost at the finish line and he did not have to rush anymore.

Lu Zhou went into the kitchen and made himself a snack. He even took out a bottle of champagne from the refrigerator and poured himself a glass.