"Mathematical conundrums that even you can't fix?" Natasha was immediately full of interest after hearing Lucien's words. She picked up the paper before Lucien in the spirit that the ignorant are fearless. Turning the pages quickly, she found the ten conundrums listed at the end of it.
"The four-color theorem… Lucien Conjecture… barber paradox" Natasha read the questions softly, before she was caught in a long silence.
Amused, Lucien looked at her. "How about it? Any thoughts?"
Natasha was suddenly woken up, as if she had been in a nightmare. She scratched her chin habitually and said, "Tricky questions. Yes, they are very tricky questions that require the efforts of all the arcanists in the Congress. Right, Lucien, what do you think of the current situation?"
"I remember you asking me the question not a long time ago." With a smile, Lucien tapped the table softly.
