"We have one more companion? We need to prepare more food for one person and recalculate the camping supplies. Ah... It's so troublesome!"
Ramsden lay on the table with a puff, and the chalk on the table was thumped up, and then rolled around.
Feiqi leaned over and stared at it for a while. "Is this the equation? Are you listing the shelf life, weight and volume of different things?"
"Yes." Ramsden sighed: "I went to the Paladins to ask them where they had the last accident and found that it was far from the villages and other fortresses. In other words, we need to solve the problem of all food, drinks and accommodation as much as possible. But our load is limited, so it is impossible to carry them all, right?"
Feiqi nodded and looked at the things Xiaopang listed on the blackboard again. Hard bread, cheese, jerky meat, dried pickles... "These things are all hard vegetables! It seems that it is not difficult to replenish water along the way?"
"Well, there are springs and rivers in the Sunset Mountains, so water is not a big problem. If you need to add water elsewhere. The water is heavy, it will be even more difficult."
"I probably understand how you calculated it in the past, very... primitive." Feiqi shook his head: "You forgot three important parameters and did not organize the data correctly."
"Parameters?Data? What does that mean?" Ramsden widened his eyes and raised his ears.
"First of all, weight. Different things should have different importance in addition to weight, volume and shelf life. Clothes, food, water, medicines and weapons have different influences on whether they can survive and complete tasks, and you should consider them."
"Then there is coordination. I think you want to simply increase the usage volume, but in reality, the more important thing is how to arrange the order of use of items. You seem to simply and naturally follow the basic principle: use it early and take less if you are prone to decay. But in fact, there is still huge potential to tap. A reasonable arrangement of pasta and meat is more meaningful than eating less simply."
"In the end, we are confusing the largest and most economical. The number on your blackboard is a load load, right? It's too small. We just left the fortress, and it's not dangerous at this time. We don't need to calculate it according to the average economic volume of the battle adventure, and it should be regarded as a donkey and horse! We can hide some long shelf life supplies in some safe places on the road. This is called preloading, and then we can release the load and enter a light battle state. In this way, we can shorten the supply distance, which means reducing the difficulty of supply."
After Fitch said something, Ramsden's face, which opened his mouth, was completely stiff, and his two round eyes were focused helplessly in the void. "This... this is too complicated. No one knows how to calculate it, and no one can calculate it."
"Not necessarily. There is no way to use accurate and general dynamic matrix, but the approximate optimal solution for the current situation does not count. Alas, if I have a power... forget it, don't talk nonsense, let's calculate it quickly. Come and mark the weights for me... Oh, just tell me the importance of each thing."
"This? How did this become a number?"
"It's all about scoring from one to ten. First find something that will inevitably be brought with you, such as jerky. Then roughly express the relationship between each thing and it. Then don't worry about the remaining calculations, I'll do it. Oh, it's better if there is a map. Can you find one for me?"
"Yes, of course!" Ramsden licked his lips: "Feich, these... can you teach me?"
"No problem, it's just some data organization and algorithms, no different from when I was doing optimization before." Feige picked up two pieces of chalk and handed one to Ramsden: "Come on, let's start quickly!"
Ramsden took the chalk and nodded vigorously. He was the youngest member of the Bingfeng Fortress and was chubby, not because of lack of training, but because he was too interested in managing the warehouse and kitchen. As the youngest child, he usually only listened to other people's arrangements. But being able to make apples, ale, flour and bacon follow the command, would make him feel that he had some kind of "power".
It turns out that this job belongs to Mr. Kiplin, but he is old, so everyone is happy to follow up on this job. If he fails to become an excellent monster hunter of the Eagle School, but with the ability to manage fortress storage, he can still live a good life.
Ramsden himself understood this truth vaguely, so he was very attentive in his work and never lazily. Therefore, Feiqi was explaining and calculating there, and he listened carefully and tried to understand. Even if he couldn't understand it immediately, it would be useful to remember as much as possible. The more he listened, the less he could understand it, but he was more and more impressed. Ramsden thought to himself, this noble is indeed powerful, and he understands such complex knowledge, no wonder the nobles lead the army to act!
However, when Ramsden looked at Feich's expression, he discovered the problem. Feich, immersed in numbers and algorithms, had his eyes blood-red. He was like a substantial flame burning deep in his pupils, emitting a captivating light. A faint black dust fog rose from his nostrils, making him like a monster from hell.
"Feich?"
Feiqi raised his head and all the strange phenomena disappeared in an instant. "What's the matter? I didn't understand? It doesn't matter. Time is tight today. I'll calculate first, and I'll slowly explain the principles in it to you in detail in the future."
"How did you learn such a complicated thing? I have never seen these symbols you use. I have no other meaning. I just said that at least there is no such thing in the library's books on calculations."
"If we don't do better than the previous people, wouldn't that be too sad? These are obtained after continuing to think and practice on the basis of our predecessors." Feiqi didn't realize that something was different and continued to do the work at hand. However, this time when he was thinking with all his strength, he no longer showed the characteristics of a devil again.
He quickly adapted to his intelligence from hell.
After his optimization and re-organization, the things the group had to carry seemed to have some surplus. Of course, this kind of surplus does not exist in fact. Everyone still has something to carry to meet their personal needs, and the load will always be filled.
"Set two supply points. If Giles comes back early, we can help replenish them so that our pressure can be reduced a lot. Do you think there is any problem?"
Ramsden shook his head. He witnessed the composition and implementation of the entire optimization algorithm with his own eyes and knew that he could not give any advice. Of course, he could say that some "weight" settings can be improved, and some "data" are not perfect enough... but these only make the results more accurate, not more "correct". What they originally wanted was a trustworthy and measurable estimate, not an accurate prediction of everything in the next month.
"Feich, I...is this what Lord Snow Owl said, is the power in numbers?"
"Of course not, numbers have no power, thinking has it." Feich turned his eyes away from the list and glanced in the large storage room shared by the kitchen and the miscellaneous items. "Ramsden, what else is there here? Go out for a month at once and have to have some fun and relax."
"There are a lot of wines, some of which are good aged wines - they were all given to Snow Owl by someone in the past, but after his ears were completely deaf, he was afraid that drinking would affect his eyes, so he almost quit."
Feiqi shook his head. His soul could not taste wine and could not drink much pleasure; while his body was tormented by alchemy potions in the past. When drinking, he felt that he was drinking medicine - many alchemy potions used wine as solvents, and the smell would not disappear.
"We have a few bottles of honey here, which are good things. As long as the lid is covered, they will not break for decades." Ramsden knew it carefully and said more than a dozen things that he had always treasured here but Feige didn't know yet.
"What's in the box over there? There's so much dust on it. It seems that it's been many years, right?"
"Oh, the noodles are not something to eat. In the past few years, many violent bears suddenly appeared in the Sunset Mountains. They have strong attack power and are very smart, which poses a great threat. The things inside are used to catch bears." Ramsden scratched his head: "Later, after everyone's efforts, the number of violent bears has dropped sharply, and those specially made things were useless. Lord Snow Owl said that if you need to build equipment in the future, you will use those things."
"The bear catcher? It's a pity that it's not the griffin catcher. The bear cannot fly..." Feiqi said it was a pity, but his footsteps moved.
"Feich." Ramsden suddenly called him: "I'll prepare things according to the blackboard list. You can just stroll here by yourself, don't break the jar. Also, write down what you took, so I'll do some statistics at the end."
"Okay, okay, no problem." Feiqi waved his hand: "I have nothing else to do, we'll see you tomorrow morning?"
Xiaopang nodded, and the two of them moved separately.
The Ice Peak Fortress is located on a cliff, with low hills and plains to the west, so the night is always ahead of schedule, but it is very punctual in the morning. When the orange-yellow sunlight shot out from the edge of the horizon and pierced the gray-black clouds, the team of five and two horses was ready to set off.
"Fech, didn't you make an appointment with the Paladin Lady? When will she come?" Tron breathed the cold air in the morning with force, as if this could calm his anxiety slightly. Then he asked and answered himself: "The Paladin will not lie, she must have been delayed by what is..."
Feiqi was silent and then yawned a big yawn.
"Feich, your face is so bad, your dark circles seem to be punched. Didn't sleep last night? Too nervous?"
"Do you talk too much when you are nervous?" Feiqi smiled. He was very tired, but he had the confidence that Tron couldn't understand. "I kept meditating on the roof of the tower last night, constantly thinking about this task, but I was too devoted and didn't sleep all night. This was definitely not nervous, but... concentration!"
"Okay. Anyway, if you really start the mission, you won't be like this anymore. You have to take a break quickly, because each of us has his own responsibilities." Tron glanced at the silent Kelle, and then said, "At most, we must set off until the sun completely jumps out of the ground."
Chapter completed!