"Why is she locked up here?" Mu Zhuo finished Gu Yi'an's unsaid words.
Gu Yi'an nodded, "Yeah, why?"
Mu Zhuo shook his head, "It's simple, he's useless."
"Useless?" Gu Yi'an's eyes widened.
Mu Zhuo smiled, "Talent is actually a very subjective word. When we say someone is talented, it's usually because their skills are useful to us or to humanity. That is what makes them talented. If a person's abilities are useless to humanity, no matter how extraordinary they are, they are not considered talented."
"He has such a gift for mathematics, how can he be useless?" Gu Yi'an still didn't understand.
Mu Zhuo smiled again, "Of course, he's useless. Imagine it like this. His current mathematical ability is equivalent to that of a world-class mathematics expert. Compared to him, our human mathematical capabilities are at an elementary or even kindergarten level. Do you think his abilities are useful to us?"
This analogy was simple and very intuitive.
