The hardest logic puzzle I’ve encountered seems to be lost. At least I can find no reference to it online, so I’ve taken the liberties (or perhaps you view it as an injustice if you are the original author) to rewrite the problem here.
Tale of the Diseased Monks
One Sunday evening after working in the fields, the secluded monks of the Kaetorsian order gathered for evening prayers. After the usual somber songs and pious prayers, the high priest said, “I have a grave announcement. It appears a horrible disease has fallen on our community this fine spring day. Some of you have acquired a disease from working in the fields today. I know this because the disease results in a purple spot on your forehead, and I can see that some of you have this. From what I know of this most evil disease - you will remain unharmed for 14 days. After which, the disease will spread to others, and you will experience a most painful passing that may last months. If we are not careful, this disease will completely destroy our peaceful monastery. Therefore, I ask that those of you who have this spot please remove yourself from our community before these two weeks are over. Despite the fact that all of you have taken a vow of silence, and a vow of humility, and thus will not be able to inform one another of the forehead spot, and even though we lack mirrors and the lake is choppy and you are unable to see for yourself whether you have this spot, you are all trained highly in the ways of logic and will be able to deduce on your own whether or not you have become infected. In this way, we will carry on as we always have. You will work in solitarily all morning and we will congregate here every evening to welcome one another to this holy life we share. Some of you would prefer that I simply point out those of you who are diseased and while I have not taken the vow of silence that you have taken, my vow of humility prevents me from calling attention to your dysfunctions. Good night”
The next few days passed as they always have. The monks that had been infected seemed as good natured as the others, and no one treated one another any differently. However, after more than a week, as the two week deadline approached, an air of nervousness crept in. The second Saturday after the high priest’s announcement was particularly tense. The next day marked the two week deadline before the disease was to spread again, and the diseased monks were still working and praying along side the healthy ones. After the congregation disbanded from the Saturday evening prayers, the monks returned to their private quarters. On Sunday, two weeks after the high priest announcement, all of the diseased monks were gone. Through their highly tuned logic skills, they were able to determine that they had been affected and removed themselves.
How many monks were infected? And how did they determine it?
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THEY ALL LEFT! Seeing as no one could point out others or themselves they did they chose the path any man of faith would: self-sacrifice.
Sorry that's not the answer. I need an actual number here. Here's a hint: how could the answer be one (the real answer is not one).
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Suicidal twin kills sister by mistake!
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Beam me aboard, Scotty..... Sure. Will a 2x10 do?
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