The Witrum of the Marvel Universe

Leon wanted to carry Gwen and fly over, but Gwen refused, blushing.

She's a superhero!

A hero needs a superhero-style entrance. If Leon carries him over and people see him, his image will be completely ruined!

Okay, it's not far anyway, we can swing there quickly.

Five blocks away, a stolen taxi is speeding down the road.

Two burly blue robbers sat in the front of the car, while an elderly man with a white beard sat in the back; he was Stark Industries' chief advisor.

"Hurry up and tell me, old man! Where are Stark Industries' weapons depots? We need a lot of enriched uranium!"

"If you don't want to suffer, just say so and we'll release you immediately!"

The Moller twins threatened and intimidated each other while speeding along.

They kidnapped the chief advisor to obtain enriched uranium, make weapons, and then rob the Federal Reserve's vaults! Let's do something big!

The white-bearded old man had a vacant look in his eyes and showed no sign of resistance even though he was tied up.

The Moller twins scratched their heads in disbelief, making their already bald heads look even thinner.

They were a little worried. "Could this old guy have dementia?"

Another Moller couldn't accept this reality: "You idiot, are you saying we went through all that trouble only to kidnap an elderly person with dementia?!"

"Hey, old man, do you remember where Stark Industries stores its weapons?"

"..." The white-bearded old man remained silent, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The two Moller twins were having a splitting headache watching this.

"Never mind, we've already tied him up, let's take him away first and then ask him slowly."

Another Moller said, "At worst, we'll treat his Alzheimer's first."

"Wait, what is he doing?"

The Moller twins suddenly noticed that the white-bearded old man, who had been senile, was writing something with his head down. Although he was tied up, his hands were not, and he was writing and drawing in a small notebook with a fountain pen he carried with him.

"He's calculating how far we've gone? He wants to tip off the police!"

"Don't worry, once we leave the city, there won't be any road signs, so he won't be able to count it."

The white-bearded old man first glanced at the odometer on the car, then looked down at his own watch, and suddenly gave a wicked smile.

One of the Moller twins exclaimed, "This senile old man is actually a physics genius! He calculated the displacement by multiplying the car's speed by the time, and thus obtained our location information!"

"Quickly, don't let the car maintain a constant speed."

Moller stepped on the gas, causing the car's steady speed to become erratic.

"That invalidates his formula for uniform motion. Old man, you're out of options now, aren't you?" The Moller twins were smug, daring to show off their intelligence in front of the two scientists.

The white-bearded old man calmly took out another piece of paper from his shirt pocket, unfolded it, glanced at his watch, and continued calculating.

"Wait, he's started calculating again. What is he calculating?"

Another person, Möller, replied instantly: "I understand. Our speed is constant in a very short time, so he wrote down the differential equation of the displacement in a very short time, and then integrated it, and he was still able to calculate it."

"Damn, he's a genius."

"What are you waiting for now that you've already said it? Hurry up and cover up the dashboard."

"This is torture," Moller grumbled, covering the dashboard with a black cloth.

The white-bearded old man bent down, and another tool appeared in his hand.

Upon seeing this tool, the Moller twins were astonished as if they'd seen a ghost. "Fuck, this old man actually carries a pendulum mechanism with him?!"

The old man glanced at the pendulum and the watch, then continued writing and drawing.

“This guy is testing our acceleration!” the Moller twins said.

At this moment, the white-bearded old man finally spoke for the first time, his words immediately mocking, his voice full of wisdom, "Oh, you actually know Newton's second law."

The comments section includes a photo of Gwen.

Chapter 45 Mystery

"How did you do that!" the Moller twins exclaimed in surprise.

The white-bearded old man explained, "In a gravitational field, in order for the ball to achieve the same acceleration as the car, it needs to tilt to make gravity and tension combine into a centripetal force, based on Newton's second law. Therefore, by calculating the tilt angle, we can obtain your acceleration."

"You senile old man, who asked you that? We're asking you where you hid the pendulum instrument and brought it up here!"

The white-bearded old man's answer made the blue faces of the Moller twins turn green with anger, feeling that their intelligence had been insulted.

Do they even understand something as simple as Newton's second law?!

"What can we do? Now that he has measured the acceleration, he can solve the second-order differential equation with unknown time. We can't stop him from calculating for us."

“I have a plan, since the solution to the differential equation depends on the boundary conditions.”

The other Moller twin turned around casually, took off the white-bearded old man's watch, and said, "Isn't that enough?"

"..."

"You did not defeat him with wisdom."

"Who says taking off his watch isn't wisdom?"

"Shut up, you clone."

"I am the original body; you are the clone!"

Just as the two Moller twins were arguing about who was the original and who was the clone, Gwen Spider's figure descended from the sky and slammed heavily onto the hood of the yellow taxi.

The impact caused the taxi to suddenly stop.

"Ta-da! The hero has arrived! Your friendly neighbor, Spider-Man!"

Gwen struck a classic hero's entrance pose, clearly something she had practiced countless times in front of the television and was finally putting to good use.

"Don't move! Release that hostage and surrender obediently. I don't want to hurt you," Gwen shouted a warning to the Moller twins through the car window.

"Where did this fly come from? Get out of the way."

When the Moller twins pulled a pistol-like weapon from their pockets, Gwen's spider senses went off in a frenzy.

Without further hesitation, she shot out the spider silk from her wrist; the two clumps of tough silk, after breaking through the windproof glass, stuck firmly to the faces of the Moller twins like a clump of sticky chewing gum.

"NO! I can't see the road clearly."

"You damned little bug!"

The Moller twins raised their large hands to tear the spider silk off their faces; thankfully, although they were scientists, they were also quite strong.

With the force of five tons, he successfully ripped the spider silk off his face and brought the taxi to a stop before it crashed into the building.

Looking back, the white-bearded old man who had been tied to the back seat had been rescued.

"Oh no, the person has been rescued!"

"Run away!"

Unlike the usual villains who become enraged and lose their minds when their plans are disrupted by heroes.

The Moller twins have always had a clear goal: everything they do is to make money!

Then they used the money they obtained to conduct research.

Now that the white-bearded old man they wanted to use to obtain enriched uranium has been rescued, there is no need for them to stay and engage in a pointless battle with those superheroes.

"Hehe, aren't I amazing~"

Gwen held the white-bearded old man, wrapped up like a dumpling, hanging upside down under the eaves like a spider, her tone full of smugness.

See, as her first appearance as Gwendoline, she perfectly completed her mission.

She's definitely suited to be a superhero.

"great."

Leon said calmly, "But as a hero, you can't let the criminals get away."

His eyes flashed red, and he suddenly fired a laser at the tires of the fleeing taxi.

The tires were shot out, and the two Moller twins quickly abandoned the car and ran away.

It was in that instant that Leon finally saw the full picture of the Moller twins, leaving his mind blank.

"Wait... what did he see? The Moller Twins?!"

how can that be!

It's worth noting that the Muller twins were contemporaries of Emperor Marc.

More than 500 years have passed; they should have died of old age long ago.

Even if they survived by constantly cloning, haven't they already reformed? Why are they starting to steal things again?

"Stop right there!"

Leon wanted to understand everything, to figure out what was really going on.