dkrc Chapter 2003 The strongest scientist in the Marvel Universe; his scientific talent is his greatest a
Chapter 2003 The strongest scientist in the Marvel Universe; his scientific talent is his greatest a
Chapter 2003 The strongest scientist in the Marvel Universe; his scientific talent is his greatest asset.
After an unknown amount of time—perhaps just a moment, perhaps a long time—the warm power subsided slowly like the receding tide, completely merging into the depths of Grey Wolf's body and soul. There was no longer a distinct feeling, yet it seemed to have become a part of him, as natural as breathing.
Grey Wolf jolted awake and found himself still standing safely in the invention room. Everything that had just happened seemed like a brief nap and a vivid dream.
"Huh? That's it?"
"It doesn't feel like anything special?"
He looked down at his paws, clenched them, and then scratched his head in confusion.
But the next moment, a strange and indescribable "perception" quietly rose in my mind.
It wasn't visual or auditory; it was more like an intuition, a faint "ripple" that seemed to come from an extremely distant place.
The ripples seemed to contain blurry fragments of images and emotions.
There was despair, anxiety, stubborn unwillingness, and a familiar feeling that stirred his heart slightly.
Is it Pleasant Goat?
No, not exactly the same.
Is there another sense of powerlessness regarding "myself"?
This feeling was fleeting, so quick that Grey Wolf thought it was just an illusion.
"That was just now."
Grey Wolf was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and his eyes widened suddenly.
"Could it be a summons? It arrived so quickly?"
He suddenly became both nervous and excited, pacing back and forth in the invention room.
"What should I do? What should I do? This king hasn't prepared the necessary tools yet."
"Our first 'Overwatch' game must be a resounding success!"
"I need to come up with the coolest entrance! And I need to prepare my lines too."
Although he was muttering these things, Grey Wolf's eyes inadvertently drifted to the window, as if he could see the familiar outline of Sheep Village through the sky outside.
A strange, warm sense of responsibility quietly settled in his heart.
"A bond that transcends time and space?"
Grey Wolf repeated the name in a low voice. This time, his tone was less playful and awkward than before, and more serious and solemn, even to himself.
"Very well, since I, the Great King, have taken on this responsibility, I will do my best!"
"You unlucky souls from other worlds, and the useless 'me,' just wait for the arrival of your savior, King Grey Wolf."
He turned around and began to pack up his props, humming an off-key song while his tail wagged slightly involuntarily.
But in fact, the subtle feeling of hearing a call and sensing ripples just now was merely a brief "resonance" generated by his own strong bond network when the "Bond Resonance - Heart of Protection" ability merged with him.
It's a normal fluctuation when the ability is initially activated, not a genuine distress signal from another world.
The "call" that is strong enough to penetrate the barriers of the world and be perceived by him still needs an opportunity, and requires a parallel universe to be truly plunged into a sufficiently deep despair related to him and his bonded ones, and to strongly hope for a "miracle" to come.
Marvel Universe, Stark Tower.
Tony Stark stood in the spacious laboratory and spoke to the chat group:
"Chat group, claim your reward."
"Ding! Group member [Lighthouse Tycoon] has been detected claiming a reward. Confirm?"
The chat group's mechanical notification sound rang out.
"confirm."
Tony didn't hesitate at all.
"Ding, initiating fusion."
The moment the words left his mouth, Tony felt the world go silent for a moment.
It's not that the sounds have disappeared, but rather that all sounds seem to have been separated by an invisible filter, becoming distant and insignificant.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable change occurred in the deepest part of his consciousness.
That was neither pain nor comfort in the usual sense.
It's more like a kind of "clarity".
Extreme clarity.
It was as if someone had used the most sophisticated tools in the universe to polish every dusty mirror in his mental palace until it shone brightly.
Every tangled circuit was reorganized into a neat and orderly system, and every "room" storing knowledge was expanded a thousandfold, giving them links that transcend physical distance.
Complex formulas that used to require hours or even days to derive, verify, and test are now presented to him as intuitively as 1+1=2.
Those problems that have plagued the physics community for decades or even centuries, such as the subtle reconciliation of several key constants in unified field theory and the possible forms of spacetime discretization in quantum gravity theory;
At this moment, his mind automatically disassembled and reassembled countless possible paths, unfolding like a fractal pattern. In an instant, his intuition filtered out most of the useless branches, leaving only a few paths that shone with the brilliance of reason and beauty.
It's not just about physics.
Engineering, materials science, biology, computer science, magical rune configuration, fundamental principles of Asgardian runes, and dimensional mapping theory of Kamar-Taj.
All the knowledge he had learned, encountered, or even just glimpsed without delving into in the past seemed to come alive at this moment, automatically categorizing, linking, colliding, and merging.
He "saw" the possibility of miniaturizing the Arc Reactor to a deeper level, not only relying on vibranium or new elements, but also on the subtle confinement of the strong interaction force at the microscopic level and the modulation of the energy release frequency.
He "heard" the voices in the computer code that could be further optimized. It was not just about improving the algorithm, but about redefining the essence of "intelligence" and creating silicon-based consciousness with true "understanding" and "creativity".
Countless inspirations exploded like a supernova, bursting, extending, and intertwining wildly on his enhanced cerebral cortex.
This is not simply an enhancement of memory or an acceleration of thinking; it is a fundamental improvement in the "dimension" and "quality" of thinking.
He can not only process massive amounts of information at the same time, but also gain insight into the astonishing unity and harmony at the bottom of different knowledge systems from a completely new perspective.
Magic is no longer an esoteric incantation, but another form of "science"; scientific laws are no longer cold formulas, but a beautiful and self-consistent dance of the universe's underlying logic.
Tony stood there, his eyes unfocused, his pupils seemingly filled with the birth and annihilation of billions of stars—the light of countless sparks of inspiration colliding.
His breathing became slightly rapid, not from exhaustion, but from excitement—a near-suffocating excitement of touching the edge of truth and glimpsing infinite possibilities.
"Sir, your heart rate, brain waves, and neurotransmitter levels have all shown abnormal peak values, far exceeding the normal excitation threshold."
"An unprecedented high-density information processing activity was detected."
"Is sedation or medical intervention necessary?"
Jarvis's voice, tinged with a hint of anthropomorphic concern, rang out in the laboratory.
Tony did not answer immediately.
He slowly raised one hand, his fingertips moving unconsciously in the air, as if sketching some unseen, complex model.
The holographic projection screen lit up automatically in response to his thoughts, and new formulas, three-dimensional structural diagrams, energy flow simulations, and nested rune arrays began to flow out of it at an astonishing speed. The speed and depth of the content caused Jarvis to experience a processing delay.
"No, Jarvis."
"No intervention is needed; record it, highest priority, record everything."
Tony finally spoke.
His lips slowly parted into a smile, the kind of smile an adventurer would have when discovering a new continent, or a child who has stumbled into an endless treasure trove.
"I feel great."
"My mind is operating in ways I never imagined."
No one knows the terrifying efficiency at which Tony's brain is operating at this moment.
It's not just a simple matter of "faster thinking speed" or "enhanced memory"; it's a true leap forward.
He even underestimated the essence of this "+1" enhancement, or rather, he underestimated the scientific talent he already possessed, which was enough to make the world look up to him.
This reward is not an addition to the thinking framework of "ordinary people", but a "dimensional upgrade" based on the mind of a "genius" who has already touched the pinnacle of wisdom in the Marvel Universe.
It's like replacing the silicon-based chip of a top-of-the-line supercomputer with some theoretically existing, imaginary substance capable of infinitely parallel quantum computation.
Ten times? Several times? Perhaps more.
That was a qualitative leap, a terrifying increase that could not be measured by simple multiples.
At this moment, Tony's way of thinking is completely different from before.
Information flooded into his consciousness every moment.
Whether it's the slightest fluctuation in the instrument readings in the laboratory, every flicker of the data stream in the holographic projection, or the weak bioelectrical signals brought about by the flow of blood and the transmission of neurotransmitters in his own body, none of these are isolated phenomena.
In his completely reshaped network of thought, they were instantly deconstructed, connected, juxtaposed, and deduced.
Having merely "seen" a tiny airflow, his brain instantly invoked fluid dynamics, relating it to a microscopic model of Brownian motion of molecules in the air, and deducing the probability of this turbulence disturbing surrounding nanoscale suspended particles under specific humidity, temperature, and air pressure conditions.
Immediately afterwards, this perturbation model was seamlessly linked to a technology he had never conceived before, which combined "aerodynamic stealth" and "magic refraction field," and was optimized instantly upon successful conception.
At the same time, the chaotic characteristics of turbulence prompted him to think about some superficial phenomena of "chaotic magic". Several magical model hypotheses based on nonlinear dynamics and combined with the dimensional theory of Kamar-Taj were automatically generated, calculated and eliminated.
Finally, the massive amounts of data generated throughout the thought process and its processing methods themselves sparked his inspiration for Jarvis's next-generation "intuitive assisted computation core" architecture.
All of this, which would have taken him at least a week to complete in the past, was now merely a tiny spark of thought among the millions of ideas that Tony had generated in the blink of an eye.
He suddenly turned to a blank holographic screen, his mind racing.
Tens of thousands of complex symbols poured onto the screen like a waterfall in an instant.
There were mathematical formulas, physical constants, chemical structural formulas, magical runes, circuit diagrams, and fragments of gene sequences. They were all disorganized, but they were all what Tony was thinking about at that moment.
"Jarvis!"
Tony's voice carried the joy of discovering a treasure.
"Use all idle computing power—no, use 30% of the redundant computing resources of the Stark Industries global network that I built in the past!"
I want to establish a new theoretical framework!
"A 'meta-model' that can initially unify basic physics, engineering applications, biological evolution, information science, and even all the magic systems we have come into contact with so far!"
"Sir, this requires immeasurable computing resources, and the model's expected complexity is too high, exceeding the processing limit of any currently known architecture. The success rate is estimated to be less than 0.0001%."
Jarvis calmly reported.
"Success rate?"
Tony burst into laughter, his laughter filled with unprecedented confidence.
"Jarvis, my old friend, forget about those probability estimates based on outdated logic!"
“Now, my ‘intuition’ tells me that this path is viable!”
"And my thinking will pave the way for us!"
He opened his arms as if to embrace the surging ocean of endless knowledge and inspiration before him.
"I should have realized it sooner."
"My scientific research talent is my most powerful weapon."
"In the face of absolute talent, in the face of wisdom that can see through appearances and reconstruct rules, these are merely things that can be naturally understood, mastered, even optimized and surpassed under this talent!"
Becoming Iron Man relies on knowledge and creativity.
To fight against powerful enemies and upgrade their armor time and again, they rely on knowledge and creativity.
Learning the magic of Kamar-Taj and combining it with technology still relies on that extraordinary understanding and creativity.
"The path of the Supreme Master is indeed not bad."
"It gave me power, gave me a dimensional perspective, and gave me another means to protect the Earth."
"The legacy of the parallel universe's 'Sorcerer Supreme Tony,' and the power of the Infinity Stones' have allowed me to reach higher levels and deal with more powerful threats."
His fingertips unconsciously traced a line in the air, leaving a faint golden spark – the teleportation magic of Kamar-Taj.
But the next moment, the spark vanished, replaced by a series of extremely complex mathematical symbols—his instantaneous analysis of the principles of this spatial magic using his new way of thinking.
"But if I had realized this sooner, if I had used the chat group rewards from the beginning to enhance my brain, to enhance my innate, most prized scientific and creative talents."
"So now, I'm probably standing at a completely different level."
Although Tony, with his personality, knew the principle of "not glorifying the path one did not choose," he still couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed after experiencing the enhancement brought by his scientific talent.
In the past, rewards were more inclined towards power due to his needs.
The chat group provided him with the power that best suited his needs and desires at the time, namely his legacy as the Sorcerer Supreme in a parallel universe, the seeds of the Infinity Stones, and so on.
It wasn't until Grey Wolf joined the group that he occasionally thought about whether his research abilities also needed to be strengthened.
But even then, the association wasn't very deep.
After all, as the recognized most talented scientist in the Marvel Universe, he is very confident in his scientific research abilities.
Lala and Grey Wolf are just too outrageous.
If they lived in a normal world, they wouldn't have that kind of scientific research ability.