Marvel’s Speedsters

Regardless of the ups and downs in the outside world, Ross’s college life was quite comfortable.

His campus at Stony Brook is located on the north shore of Long Island, a scenic suburb of New York City, close to the Atlantic Ocean and Long Island Strait, with four distinct climates, surrounded by greenery, and elegant environment, adjacent to the world’s holy place for life sciences, Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory and the famous Brookhaven National Laboratory, about 65 miles from Manhattan, and an hour and a half by car to the city.

Not only is the environment superior, but many majors on campus are also among the best in the national university rankings, and are known as the “Ivy League in public universities”, which brings a lot of convenience to Ross’s academic career. In his original world, although he had received extremely rigorous training to create conditions for better execution of tasks due to his profession, he was generally more inclined to applied science, and his understanding of basic science was relatively weak, so he hoped to take this opportunity to make up for his shorter link.

When his choice was known to others, it inevitably brought some surprise.

“I didn’t expect you to major in math,” Gwen blinked her big pretty eyes at dinner with several high school alumni. “Originally, we thought you would choose a major in biopharmaceuticals or chemical engineering, which was in line with your development direction, but we didn’t expect you to choose mathematics.”

“I also think so, after all, this will not help your business, and generally speaking, the prospects after graduation from basic disciplines are very bleak”, Peter also chimed in, although he and Ross used to have some knots, but they were young people, some unpleasantness quickly faded, and now they are alumni, so they eased relations with Ross with the encouragement of friends. Unlike Gwen, he is more concerned about future income than the choice of major—- although most researchers are near the median income line, but generally lower than the equivalent income of industry, which is definitely a very bad thing for Peter, who has been in a state of economic distress for a long time.

But his fears were immediately overturned.

“Please, bro, will Rose be short of money? Don’t forget he’s a shareholder in Osborne,” Harry laughed. He doesn’t care about any major, Master Osborne is a creature living in another world, no matter what major he chooses, it will not have a major impact on his life, so compared to others, Harry’s college life is the most colorful, with daily date invitations, friendly matches and other activities to participate in, and he enjoys it.

Peter and Gwen are not so idle, one of them has to work part-time to pay rent, run around the streets every day with a camera as a part-time photojournalist for tabloids, and also have to do some unknown secret activities, often late for class, the other insists on staying with Dr. Connors for internships, often running between campus and lab, and rarely even returning home.

In fact, Ross has done more and harder than them, saying that the students of Ding Ji University read an astonishing amount of books, often hundreds of pages a week, while Ross reads more than ten times this number, and often stops to summarize and reflect, which is laborious and exhausting. However, when there is a goal in the heart, he is like an army in the active offensive stage, automatically mobilizing the strength of the whole body to put it in, at this time all fatigue will turn into happiness and satisfaction, so he does not care how much to give, as long as it is worth it, not to mention that he has sufficient reasons.

“Mathematics is the foundation of all science, the basic element of all things, don’t underestimate it.” Slowly drinking coffee, Ross said leisurely.

“Your theory is so fresh, I always thought I was made of cells, or more specifically, hair, blood, bones and things like that.” Harry deliberately messed around.

“Then let’s understand it in a different way,” Ross raised his eyebrows and explained slowly.

“You have about 200,000 hairs, It grows about 0.4 inches a month, and normally loses about 45 hairs a day, sometimes up to 60; your heart is about the size of your own fist, weighs about 300 grams, about two hundredths of your body weight, and pumps blood throughout your body through a vascular system with a total length of about 124,000 miles, totaling about 4.5 liters; when you are born, there are 300 bones in your body, 94 bones gradually fused in childhood, and finally 206 remained—- you see, these numbers make up you. ”

Harry Momo head, there is something behind some common sense that he doesn’t know.

“Look at our dining room, it has 30,000 square feet of usable space, 1,784 chairs, an average of 15 square feet per person, designed to ensure that two people sit face to face and eat without touching each other’s legs, according to the size of the human sitting posture, the size between the chair and the table is between 1.9-2.4 feet, the distance between the table is more than 2.5 feet, outside these tables and chairs, an average of one chef for every 50 students serves them, and the entire restaurant has 35 chefs. 4 entrances, 28 windows, 446 tables—- same number that makes up the restaurant. ”

The corner of Pete’s mouth twitched. A few moves, these he had never observed.

“Let our minds diverge beyond the 16-foot ceiling and into a wider space, outside our campus of 24,000 students, New York City with a population of 8.17 million, the North American continent of 460 million people, the Earth of 6 billion people, and the 200 billion stars of the Milky Way and astronomical planets, comets, and nebulae—- which still need to be measured in numbers, and since these beings are all about numbers, why can’t mathematics be said to be the basic element of everything?”

Ross’s rhetorical question left the two people speechless, he has not mentioned more areas, such as his plan to build a huge database, collect information about related targets, use cosine theorem to classify, use dynamic programming to guide, use exponential models to arrange, and finally divide the projects that need to be studied into countless small topics, and mix them into the planning of top research institutions around the world in various ways, using the intelligence of all mankind to serve themselves.

Imagine that when Ross intends to fight an opponent like Magneto, he can release topics to various universities and research institutes in advance, and use the wisdom of everyone to calculate the superpower mode of action and conventional tactics of Magneto’s control of metal, and each institution only understands a part of its own acceptance, so there is no way to leak them. In order to obtain funding, a group of doctors excitedly took over the project, braved the wind and rain to rush to the scene of Magneto’s appearance day after day to measure magnetic fields, observation tactics, and published articles for this, such as “xxx biological magnetic field mode of action”, “xxx metal manipulation dynamics research”, etc., and finally scientists were satisfied to get the funding, and Ross got valuable information, he can once again targeted research and release new topics, Such as the design and manufacture of equipment to resist strong magnetic field forces and magnetic field stealth, etc., which ultimately greatly increases the chance of victory—- compared to precious life, he just paid some money, what is not worth it?

In turn, Magneto lacks these rational professional understandings, and as a magnetic master, he should know that electromagnetism is one of the four fundamental forces of the universe, and all light is an oscillation of electromagnetic fields. Under strong magnetic fields, many substances exhibit magnetic properties, and even water can be magnetized. If Magneto really explores his potential, he will be much more than the ability to manipulate metal as he shows.

Unlike decades ago, a genius scientist could open up an era alone, science and technology developed to today, not a person can support it, after the initial short-lived rough armor, Stark has to use artificial intelligence to successfully complete the follow-up research and development work, Ross is naturally no exception, otherwise he will put all his energy into research work.

Intellectual achievements are endless, and identifying authenticity and overall coordination of these abilities must be inseparable from mathematical support, so he chose this major to lay a good foundation for future growth.

No one can fight everything alone, but Ross is confident that before achieving overwhelming power, he can use his plans to create equipment better than Iron Man, warriors more powerful than the Hulk, more magical and stable abilities than mutants, and a private legion enough to march into the universe to capture six gems.

“The future will be my time,” he chanted silently, as if seeing flags flying across the universe.

Gwen stared at him from the side, feeling more and more that Rose was the most special boy he had ever seen.

Just as the former agent was thinking about it, his cell phone rang.

“Ross,” Dr. Connors’s voice was a little anxious.

“We’re in trouble, and I think you need to come to the lab as soon as possible.”