Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Looking at Peter, who was speaking eloquently in front of him.

A strange thought even unconsciously welled up in Gwen's mind.

Why does it feel like... Peter is acting more like a superhero than I am?

Although the thought only lasted for less than 0.01 seconds, Gwen decisively extinguished it.

However, after regaining her senses, Gwen had to admit that Peter was indeed more attractive than before.

What Gwen didn't know at the time was that Peter's words contained absolutely no boasting.

Only after he himself became a genius did he truly understand the significance of Qian Xuesen's saying, "No matter how stupid a person is, can't they learn calculus at the age of 14?"

The formulas and theories that were like cryptic texts in his previous university courses, which could only be memorized by rote, are now simply things that Peter can understand at a glance and even apply to other situations.

In addition, the healing power of the horse talisman can slightly alleviate physical discomfort caused by prolonged study, such as nearsightedness and sitting for long periods.

This makes his current learning efficiency seem like he's on steroids.

With such abnormal learning efficiency, obtaining two doctoral degrees is as easy for him as eating and drinking!

Gwen looked at Peter's confident profile, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded:

"Alright then, I'll take you to see Dr. Connors after school."

Just as the two were chatting and laughing about "Dr. Connors," a tall figure swayed as he boarded the school bus.

It was none other than the school bully of Midtown High School, "Lightning" Thompson.

He habitually scanned the car, searching for the "nerd Parker" he could bully and tease at will.

He quickly identified his target.

But the sneer on his face froze on his lips before it could fully bloom.

Because he saw that Peter Parker was sitting with Gwen Stacy!

The two stood very close, chatting and laughing, their atmosphere incredibly intimate!

The moment it realized this, lightning immediately became quiet.

Who is Gwen Stacy?

That's the police chief's daughter, his father's boss!

If she offends him, her father will really go to the school board and make her suffer the consequences!

With that thought in mind, Lightning instantly became obedient and sheepishly found a seat to sit down.

Forget it, today is not a good day to cause trouble.

Let's wait until Gwen isn't around before we give that Parker a proper "greeting"!

Lightning comforted himself in this way, unaware that he had already missed his only chance in this life.

If he misses out on today, he'll spend the rest of his life looking up to that "bookworm" he once looked down on.

However, this isn't necessarily a bad thing; at least, the school bully managed to save his own life...

……

After school, Gwen brought Peter to the Osborne Group building as promised.

Using their intern ID cards, the two were able to enter Dr. Connors' laboratory area without any hindrance.

Before they even reached the laboratory door, a heated argument erupted from behind the half-open door.

"Dr. Connors, I need a specific timeframe! Not your vague promises!"

A slightly shrill female voice clearly reached Peter's ears, its tone full of the arrogance of an ultimatum:

"Too much money and time have been invested in this project, and the boss and the board of directors have lost patience!"

If you can't produce tangible results soon, then I regret to inform you of the bad news: budget cuts or even... the complete cancellation of the project!

"Give me a little more time!"

Dr. Connors’ voice sounded tired and hoarse, yet still carried a hint of stubbornness.

"We're just one step away! Just one last formula, and we'll be able to transfer lizard DNA into humans."

This will be a tremendous advancement in the history of human medicine! We will be able to cure all diseases, regenerate missing limbs! Even cancer may potentially be conquered as a result!

"Ha! The same old routine!"

The female assistant let out a disdainful sneer:

"The board has been hearing this same rhetoric for three whole years, and they're sick of it!"

Dr. Connors, I am now formally issuing you an ultimatum on behalf of Mr. Norman Osborn.

"One month! I'm only giving you one last month. If the project still hasn't made progress, you can pack your bags and leave."

Da Da Da~

The sound of high heels on the floor grew closer.

Gwen quickly pulled Peter aside to avoid him.

Only after the brown-haired female assistant walked away with an arrogant expression did she lead Peter into the laboratory.

The spacious laboratory was in a mess.

Kurt Connors was slumped in his chair, looking utterly defeated.

The empty sleeve of his right arm beneath his white coat made him look even more destitute.

Noticing Gwen and Peter behind her, Dr. Connors forced a smile that looked more like a grimace:

"Sorry, kids, you must have found this amusing."

Gwen opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to comfort her.

Peter, standing next to her, seemed completely oblivious to the awkward atmosphere and walked straight to the whiteboard in the lab.

The whiteboard was densely covered with various complex formulas and derivations, with the central area clearly having been repeatedly erased and rewritten, leaving a large, blurry mess.

Peter's gaze fell on that mark.

After reviewing the previous formula derivation, he was basically certain.

What Dr. Connors lacks is indeed just the formula related to the decay rate algorithm, and I can completely help him solve this problem!

Thinking of this, Peter subconsciously reached out and picked up the black marker next to the whiteboard.

Without the slightest hesitation, he slowly began to write beneath the blurred area that had been repeatedly erased.

The pen tip glided across the whiteboard, making a series of soft "squeaking" sounds.

Elegant and precise symbols and numbers flowed from his pen, forming a completely new calculation path.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

Gwen, who was pondering how to comfort the doctor, looked up at the sound and was immediately stunned by what she saw!

Peter... is actually trying to derive a decay rate algorithm?

Seemingly noticing Gwen's gaze, Dr. Connors, looking dejected, followed her gaze to Peter.

Then, in just a few seconds, his expression underwent a dramatic change from confusion to shock to horror!

He sprang up from his chair, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the newly appeared formula on the whiteboard, his breath almost stopping!

impossible!

That's absolutely impossible!

This decay rate algorithm had troubled him and his entire team for years...

This is a problem that has stumped even the world's top geneticists...

It was solved by a high school student... so casually?!