è proprio tossico questo gioco!!! c'è qualcuno che riesce ad aiutarmi a risolvere questo di 36 simboli differenti (le 10 cifre e le 26 lettere dell'alfabeto inglese) per un totale 1296 caselle?!?!

non ho un sito per cui se proprio proprio volete cimentarvi scaricate i pdf da qui:
http://mio.discoremoto.virgilio.it/pub_net_disk

fatemi sapere se vale la pena continuare...

Se hai la passione e la giusta dose di masochismo sì , ne vale la pena !
Io ora ho da terminare un 25 x 25 , ma una volta finito attacco col tuo 36!
Ho scaricato il file pdf , ma così a prima vista non mi sembra un classico sudoku con righe colonne e quadrati interni!
Bisogna completare solo righe e colonne ??

Come al solito ho scritto una stupidata , il file pdf
una volta scaricato e stampato è capibilissimo , le 26
lettere dell'alfabeto inglese e i numeri da 0 a 9 !
Spero che gli zero siano quelli più piccoli e le " O " quelle più
grandi , anche se in fondo non cambia nulla !!

Vediamo chi ci riesce prima ????

OCIO!!!!
Il Sudoku 36x36 contiene un errore !!!

Provate a sistemare il numero 5 nel secondo gruppo di 36.

IMPOSSIBILE, ci sono già 5 numeri 5 su 5 delle colonne (quelle dalla 8 alla 12), e la sesta colonna (la numero 7) è già completa.

Stefano

purtroppo è quello che mi aspettavo... ora vado in ferie e poi cercherò di capire dove sta l'errore nel codice... sempre che non mi preceda qualcun altro
bye bye a tutti

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