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The young scholar stroked his chin thoughtfully as he answered.
"This looks like a formula related to spectra."
spectrum?
Everyone present was completely baffled by this term.
Even Jiang Xiao's mouth dropped open slightly.
Not a buddy?
Are you fucking messing with me?
history
Okay, let's not talk about history, after all, God might want to erase all traces of human existence.
Medical science
Okay, let's not talk about these viruses anymore. Let's just assume that the viruses want to kill all of humanity.
But what the hell is this math in front of me?!
Even his bewildered mother would be completely bewildered in this situation!
Chapter 584 The entire world of ghost stories is in complete chaos.
The young scholar continued to speak.
"Moreover, this formula is deduced from the underlying logic."
He paused, then his tone took on a slightly strange quality.
"But I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel like there are some mistakes in the formulas that Professor Peng wrote."
Wrong?
As soon as the young scholar finished speaking, everyone present seemed unimpressed.
Some people pointed out that Professor Peng is a giant in the medical field, so it's normal that he might not be clear about some aspects of mathematics and physics.
"Professor Peng dedicated his life to medicine, so his knowledge of mathematics could not possibly be as proficient as that of a professional."
An older cryptographer shook his head, his tone conveying both respect for Professor Peng and disdain for the younger scholar.
However, the young scholar disagreed. He shook his head firmly, stating that Professor Peng's records did not seem to indicate a lack of understanding of mathematics.
"I don't think so. Although I initially felt that some parts of Professor Peng's formulas were not right, after careful analysis, I found that these errors did not seem to be unintentional, but rather deliberate."
The young scholar's voice revealed confidence and determination.
His words drew the attention of everyone present, especially Jiang Xiao, whose eyes flashed with curiosity and anticipation.
"You mean, Professor Peng deliberately left an error in the formula?" Jiang Xiao couldn't help but ask.
The young scholar nodded, a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Yes, and these errors seem to be guiding us to discover some hidden information. Some of the alternative formula analyses even enlightened me, a mathematics PhD, which is enough to prove that Professor Peng's research in the field of mathematics is also thorough enough."
These words rekindled the hope of the three who had been somewhat discouraged.
If Professor Peng truly made significant contributions to mathematics, then the formulas he left behind may be the key to solving the mystery.
"So what should we do now?" b2 asked impatiently.
The young scholar pondered for a moment, then answered.
"We need to re-examine these formulas, treat them as a code to decipher, and see what Professor Peng is trying to tell us."
Immediately, they began to re-examine those records, trying to discover Peng Lao's true intentions.
Led by young scholars, other experts also contributed their expertise, and together they devoted themselves to intensive research.
Time ticked by amidst intense analysis and deliberation, and the atmosphere in the monitoring room grew increasingly tense.
Everyone knows that they may be standing on the threshold of uncovering the truth, and the formula left by Mr. Peng is the key to unlocking the door to the truth.
As the research progressed, the young scholars' brows furrowed even more.
He flipped through the sheets of paper, scrutinizing each symbol repeatedly.
Finally, after a thorough analysis, he looked up, his face showing an unprecedented seriousness.
"These formulas... I increasingly feel that they are more than just ordinary mathematical problems."
The young scholar's voice carried an ominous premonition.
"I need to use a national-level spectrometer to conduct experiments to verify my hypothesis."
b2 and the middle-aged man exchanged a glance; they could both sense the urgency in the young scholar's words.
At this critical moment, any tiny clue could be the key to solving the mystery.
"This matter cannot be delayed."
b2 made a decision immediately, his voice carrying an unquestionable authority.
A look of gratitude appeared on the young scholar's face. He nodded, then quickly gathered his materials, preparing to move on to the next step of his work.
Jiang Xiao got a headache from reading it; to be precise, he couldn't understand it at all, so he went back to his room to catch up on sleep.
Soon after, a series of applications and approvals were quickly completed, and the national-level spectrometer was urgently allocated to the laboratory.
Accompanied by B2, the young scholars and several experts entered the laboratory and began their experiments.
The spectrometer started up, and beams of light precisely scanned the basic operation under the machine's control.
The young scholar stared intently at the data on the screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he input various parameters and commands.
As the experiment progressed, the data gradually became clearer.
The young scholar's expression grew increasingly serious; he seemed to have discovered something important.
"This is bad. According to the formulas that Elder Peng gave us, they seem to point to an extremely dangerous frequency range."
The young scholar's voice trembled.
"If we inadvertently trigger this frequency, it could lead to unpredictable consequences."
"But why didn't we discover the problem with these formulas before?"
b2 frowned and immediately issued an order to terminate all experimental operations.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" b2 asked the young scholar.
The latter nodded, a hint of confusion in his eyes, his pen idly circling on the paper.
"Yes, according to the formula given by Professor Peng, the data is indeed somewhat abnormal. I have checked it many times, but I just can't find the problem."
The young scholar's voice was tinged with helplessness, and fine beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead.
"This frequency range is too sensitive. If our prediction is wrong, the consequences will be unimaginable."
He continued explaining, the pen in his hand spinning faster with his anxiety.
b2 stood to the side, his expression turning serious.
He knew that the fact that this young scholar had come to this base was enough to prove that he was the most outstanding mathematical genius in the field.
Or one could say that his status in the mathematics community is equivalent to that of the PhD who just passed away two days ago.
They are all geniuses among geniuses!
If even he is helpless, then the situation is indeed not optimistic.
The young scholar suddenly stopped writing, his gaze hardening.
“I think I need to consult my mentor, whose expertise in this field far surpasses mine, and who might be able to discover the details we’ve overlooked.”
His voice carried a hint of respect and expectation, as well as a touch of dejection at his own powerlessness.
B2's eye twitched slightly. He knew in his heart that this decision meant they had to report to their superiors again and request additional support.
In particular, they're going to bring out another giant of the scientific community, a true old-timer!
Too many national treasures have already been lost, and the dissatisfaction from above is like rolling thunder.
Inviting this reclusive old scholar back into the fold would undoubtedly be taking a huge risk.
but.
He had no choice at all in this situation.
We can only be pushed along by this invisible force.
"Do you know what the consequences would be if your teacher got involved in this kind of thing?"
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"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."
b2 took a deep breath, his voice heavy with emotion.
“I will contact my superiors immediately to explain the situation, but as you know, such requests are not easy to get approved, and as you know, the losses have been quite significant recently.”