After a brief silence, the entire hall erupted into an uproar.
Everyone was unable to disguise their astonishment, and they were almost unable to believe what they had just heard.
"Fitch has lost!"
"That little girl's calculation was correct?!"
"Fitch spent over half an hour to calculate the same answer as that little girl calculated in half a minute? How is that possible?! "
The conservative faction's faces were filled with disbelief. Such a crushing defeat had actually landed on Fitch, who was hailed as the leader of the younger generation. Moreover, his opponent was a little half-elf girl who was only three years old.
"Does that mean we've won?"
"That means that little girl's calculation was correct. She really was able to calculate the correct answer to a two-digit multiplication problem in half a minute?"
"This … This is incredible! The decimal system is invincible! "
All of the revolutionaries faltered momentarily, and they still couldn't believe their eyes. All of a sudden, their extremely disappointed hearts were rekindled, and they were struck by a peculiar feeling.
"I knew it!"
Luna jumped with elation, but she quickly realized that her actions were rather unladylike, and a blush appeared on her face as she hurriedly stood still. Thankfully, everyone in the hall was focused on Meg and Amy, so no one had noticed her standing at the entrance of the hall.
A smile also appeared on Byron's face as he looked at Meg and Amy with approval in his eyes. As expected, inviting the creator of the Mamy Multiplication Table to participate in the debate was a good way to break the impasse.
"That's a man who's willing to admit his loss." Mag looked at Fitch with a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes. Those so-called prodigies were all very proud and arrogant, yet he was able to publicly admit that he had lost to a three-year-old child. Furthermore, he didn't express any displeasure or doubt at all, making him appear just like a true man.
"Th … That's impossible!" Earlton abruptly rose to his feet, and his confident expression completely changed. He had bet his honor and academic career on this; if Fitch were to lose, then everything would be over!
"Love Roy! Tell me, what's the result you calculated? It must be different from that little brat's, right? "Elton asked as he turned to Leeroy with a nervous expression.
Everyone in the hall also turned their attention to Roy and Liszt. Fitch had already admitted that Amy's calculation was correct. Now, they only needed to know if their calculations were the same as Fitch's to verify Fitch's words and determine the outcome of this duel.
Roy slowly put down his pen, and looked at the final answer on the paper before looking up at Earlton with a complex expression. "Fitch's answer is correct."
"My calculations are the same as Fitch's."
At this moment, Liszt also put down the quill in his hand and looked at Meg and Amy in his arms, his eyes full of admiration and admiration.
"How … How is this possible …" Earlton stumbled, and almost fell to the ground. He rushed over to Leeroy's table and grabbed the piece of paper on the table. After looking at the final calculations on the paper, his legs gave out from under him, and he fell to the ground with a deathly pale face.
The entire hall fell silent, and all of the conservative faction members wore extremely strained expressions.
With Roy's status, something that could be easily verified like this couldn't be faked. Otherwise, if news of this were to spread, it would deal a fatal blow to his reputation.
The three of them had verified the results, so there was no doubt about the outcome of this duel.
Amy had calculated the answer at a terrifying speed of half a minute, crushing the prodigy Fitch, who was hailed as Erma's successor, to clinch the victory.
"Contestant Amy is the victor of this duel!"
The emcee stepped forward and pointed at Amy.
"She won!"
The revolutionaries erupted into raucous cheers.
They had been completely dominated in 10 consecutive debates, only to make a comeback in the final duel. Through the miraculous performances of this father-daughter duo, they had managed to turn the tables. This feeling of coming back from the jaws of death was simply too heart-wrenching.
"Calculating a two-digit multiplication in half a minute can no longer be described as a prodigy; she's a freak!"
"Most importantly, half a minute doesn't seem to be her limit. According to Mr. Meg, if Amy had used a quill to calculate, she would've done it in less than half a minute."
"She's so awesome! Could it be that Mr. Meg has even come up with a two-digit multiplication table? If we learn it, will we also be able to calculate it so quickly? "
Aside from the raucous cheers, all of the revolutionaries were also discussing quietly among themselves. They had initially been quite skeptical about whether the decimal system and the multiplication table were worth upholding, but after witnessing Amy's fearsome calculation prowess, all of their doubts were dispelled. Now, all of their minds were filled with reverence for Meg and anticipation for their own futures.
The research on the hexadecimal system had already reached a stalemate in the field of mathematics, and they would never be ranked in the top echelon of mathematics.
However, the decimal system was completely different. This was a completely new field, and they were going to be the first batch of researchers to conduct in-depth research into it. From the looks of it, there was a very high chance that the decimal system would replace the hexadecimal system.
These 10 debates were most likely going to go down in the annals of mathematics in the history of the Roth Empire. In particular, this final debate could very well be the key to reversing the course of the Roth Empire's decimal system.
Mr. Meg and his daughter, who had come up with the Mamy multiplication table, were destined to leave their mark in the annals of mathematics.
Byron stood up and turned to Erma and the others with a smile as he said, "Seeing as the outcome of this debate has been decided, then our agreement will naturally take effect. From this day forth, the conservatives are not allowed to interfere with the revolutionaries' promotion of the decimal system for any reason. The Ministry of Education will be supervising this matter, so I hope none of you will do anything that violates the agreement."
"Rest assured, Master Byron. We agreed to this agreement, so of course we won't go back on our word." Erma's expression darkened as he slowly rose to his feet. He turned to Meg, and said, "However, I wonder if those scholars will still be willing to learn and promote this so-called multiplication table after learning that it was invented by a chef."
Meg looked at Erma with a hint of mockery in his eyes as he said, "The hexadecimal system was most likely invented by a chef who lived in a cave, but aren't all of you still treating it like a treasure? On top of that, the text was originally scribbled on stone walls. Are you going to abandon the use of text just because your ancestor was a primitive man? "
"Hmph! You sure have a sharp tongue! "Erma's expression darkened as he strode out of the hall.
Roy took a meaningful glance at Meg before also standing up and departing.
Two young scholars helped Erma to his feet before walking past Meg and the others with their heads lowered.
"Sir, I hope you still remember what you just said. Tell everyone the good news of your retirement as soon as possible," Meg added with a smile.
"You!" Erma's eyes widened before he fainted on the spot.
"Mr. Meg, right? Can I learn the decimal system from you? "
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