Chapter 396 What are the benefits of krypton gold (2)
In the biology laboratory in Stark Tower, Peter was looking at a pile of hay on his table in a daze. Connors came over and asked: "What's wrong with you? Why are you always in a daze lately?"
"Also, what are these? Didn't I remind you not to bring those messy rubbish into the laboratory?"
"This is not garbage, I am doing an experiment..."
"Oh? What experiment?" Connors asked as he took off his gloves. Peter looked at the messy pile of hay in front of him in a daze. He said: "Before, I was... uh, in a dream,
I saw them using some strange materials and magic to brew magical potions."
"Some can make people fall into coma immediately, and some can cure colds immediately. I heard from teachers there that some potions can make people lucky or even extend their lifespan."
"I'm thinking, there are materials in reality and magic in reality, so why can't we brew such a potion?"
Connors pushed up his glasses and said, "Peter, it's a good thing to have imagination."
As he said that, he came over, played with the hay that Peter had made, and said, "But you can't expect these things to turn into the magical potions in your mouth out of thin air. Even if there is magic, I don't think it will work."
"Yes, I also discovered that I asked Mr. Stark to use his magic energy core to output power to these things, but they had no reaction at all."
"Mr. Stark said that magic seems to be about something... affinity? If it is not special materials, magic will not react with them."
Peter put his hands on the table, supported his chin with his hands, and said, "It seems that I think about things too simply. No matter how wonderful the dream is, it is still a dream. When it comes to reality, there are too many problems."
Seeing Peter's slightly disappointed look, Connors walked over, sat next to him, and looked at the hay together. He did not laugh at Peter, but said very seriously: "If you have such an idea, you should think more about it."
I wonder if there is any other way to achieve it, rather than blaming the lack of success on my own unique ideas."
"Think about it, when the famous scientists first proposed their ideas, they were regarded as whimsical by ordinary people, and they were even ridiculed in various ways, saying that they were just dreaming."
"But in the end, they really turned the dream into reality and created today's human scientific world. Greatness always starts from a seemingly impossible joke, doesn't it?"
Peter turned to look at Connors, but Connors stood up and said, "Peter, I have said before that your genius brain can change the world more than saving the world as Spider-Man."
"Although I often say that you are not just Spider-Man, but Spider-Man is also you, Peter is Spider-Man, and Spider-Man is Peter."
"You are willing to make various efforts to save the citizens of New York City, patrol New York every day, train your combat skills, join the superhero team, and complete various tasks..."
“If you use this willpower to realize these ideas of yours, maybe you will also make amazing progress?”…
After saying that, Connors left. Peter sat alone in front of the experimental table and looked at the thin and sloppy hay. He murmured to himself in a low voice: "Peter is Spider-Man, Spider-Man is Peter...
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At noon, Schiller and Stark sat at the same table to eat in the restaurant of Stark Tower. Schiller looked up halfway through the meal and found that Stark was staring at his plate. He asked: "What's wrong?"
?”
Then he also glanced at Stark's dinner plate, which had a lot of food on it, and asked, "Why don't you eat your own? Why are you looking at my plate?"
Looking at the messy food on Schiller's plate, Stark sighed and said, "It really makes me relieved, you know? When you were taking the beef patties just now, my heart was hanging."
"What's up with the beef patties? Because of the recent mad cow disease rumors out west?"
"Of course not. Do you remember your other personality? He always moves a round object around when eating. To be honest, I can only judge which personality you have through this feature.
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"No wonder you lifted my blacklist from the Stark Tower restaurant..."
"Are you planning to empty out Stark Tower again? Let me tell you, this is impossible. In order to prevent this from happening again, I have prepared more food than you can imagine!"
Schiller cut the beef patty and took a bite, and said: "Oh, really? I didn't plan to do this originally, but when you said this, it made me a little curious. Can I still come here for dinner? By the way.
Take Peter and the yellow-haired mouse with you."
"No!" Stark refused. He tapped the plate with his fork and said, "Seriously, what's going on with that personality? Who is it between you and him..."
"What would you think if I said that none of us have the main personality?"
Stark stopped eating, with the fork still in his mouth, and he just stood there. After a while, he sighed and said, "If it were before, I might be a little shocked.
But since these few nights, I have been dreaming about playing that game called Magic Academy in your mind palace, I think this is normal."
"How is the progress of your game? I haven't had time to check it out recently. Do you want a brand new gift pack?"
"No need!" Stark refused again, and he took stock one by one: "I participated in a reading club in Ravenclaw, and achieved the best results in every class test. Recently, I
I am very interested in alchemy, but unfortunately there is no corresponding course in the school."
"You should be most familiar with Peter's situation. He has excellent grades in Potions class and is also very good at Quidditch. He is born to fly around in the air. I heard that he is the most promising fetcher in this class.
hand."
"Steve became a batter, but I think he should be a keeper. He has a very good reputation in Hufflepuff. You know, he is that kind of person who is willing to help others..."
"As for Strange, I don't know much about the academy called Slytherin. It feels like a group of crazy lunatics gathering together to study some dark conspiracy, but Strange seems to be able to chat with them quite well.
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"Steve and I just wanted to have a good dream. After all, it is better to go to school in a magic school like a castle than to dream about being chased by others. But it seems that Peter and Strange both have their own ideas about this world.
idea."
"Peter is very interested in potions and Strange is very interested in wands. I bet they will study these two things in reality."
"Do you think they can succeed?" Schiller asked.
"There will definitely be a lot of difficulties at the beginning." As a very mature scientist, Stark judged: "Whether it is a magic potion or a wand, in reality, it seems like a fantasy, but I believe that in the end there will be
A good result, since many scientific advances begin with a whim."
Stark lowered his head and fiddled with the food on his plate and said: "Many people think that the most important thing to become a scientist is a rigorous style. Scientists and scholars in the public eye are the kind of strict nerds."
"But in fact, if you want to reach the top in this industry, the most important thing is creativity. Sometimes, some unfounded associations that seem like daydreams will happen to be the key to making significant progress."
"If you don't even have the courage to think, then you have lost the most precious quality of human beings."
At this moment, Stark's cell phone suddenly rang, and he heard Peter's slightly excited voice on the other end of the phone. He said, "Mr. Stark! Come here, you can't believe what I found!"
After Stark put down the phone and pressed a few buttons, Schiller looked at him and asked, "You didn't give him that magic energy to play with, did you?"
"I believe in Peter's ability, and I believe he won't use that thing indiscriminately." As he said that, Stark stood up, then turned back, rolled his eyelids up and down, glanced at Schiller and said, "Although I know you can only twist light bulbs,
But want to come and have a look?”
When the two of them appeared in the laboratory together, they saw Peter holding a flower pot, but the flower pot was bare and nothing was planted. When the three of them came together, they all looked down at the flower pot.
Stark asked, "So, what are you going to show me?"
"Oh, I forgot, it hasn't grown yet!" Peter put down the flower pot, and then took a small transparent bag from the side with something like seeds in it. He said, "Mr. Stark,
I used the magic energy core you gave me to conduct magic radiation experiments on these seeds, and found that they did produce some changes."
"I don't know why the magic doesn't work on flowers that have grown, but it works on seeds..."
"Because of conceptual differences." A voice suddenly appeared in the laboratory, the portal opened in mid-air, and Strange landed. He pointed at Peter and said, "We have an idea."
"The concept of seeds in magic is very complex. It represents not only a new life, but also germination, budding and hope. Understood from a higher level, it represents the starting state of all life, which is the most important thing in magic.
It has special meaning."
Stark waved his hand, making a somewhat impatient expression, and said: "Here we go again, that mysterious concept again."…
He looked at Strange and asked: "Seeds have concepts, but don't flowers have any?"
Strange shook his head and said: "It depends on which concept is used by more people in the universe. Obviously, concepts such as rebirth, hope, and light are more suitable for ordered creatures. These concepts are extracted from the origin of the universe.
After it came out, it had a greater impact on the entire universe."
"And the flowers, trees and the like you mentioned may also have an impact, but they are relatively small. You don't want to hear the specific principles, but in short it is a concept similar to rules."
Strange turned his head and looked at the small flower pot that Peter had just placed on the table. He walked forward, picked up the flower pot, looked at Peter and asked, "Have you planted the seeds yet?"
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"Yes."
"What kind of flower is it?"
"Sunflower, because the nearby flower shop happened to have seeds, I bought some."
At this time, Strange suddenly took out a strange gem in his hand. He said: "Now, let's speed it up a little and see what can grow..."
As he spoke, the radiance of magic lit up from his hand and spread directly to the flowerpot. In the astonished eyes of everyone, the buds sprouted out of the ground, and in an instant, a small sunflower seedling grew.
"So... where are the sunflowers?" Stark asked, hands on hips, staring at the flower pot.
"I can't speed up too much, otherwise there will be some unpredictable dangers, but even without flowers, I can still see a lot of problems."
"Ah..." Strange sighed and said: "You may not be able to see it, but there is indeed some very weak magical power surrounding it, but it is all concentrated at the roots, and the upper part is completely absent..."
"Why is this?" Peter frowned and looked at the plant and said, "Besides, I didn't see any change in its appearance. The seeds obviously changed a lot, and they all glowed."
"Magic is not that simple." Strange shook his head and said, "We only have a preliminary idea now. I'm afraid there is still a long way to go on how to realize it."
At this time, another voice sounded again: "Have you ever considered that the problem is with the plants themselves? Herbs and woody plants are different, angiosperms and gymnosperms are also different..."
Connors walked into the laboratory, turned around and closed the door. Strange glanced at Connors and then at the small flowerpot in his hand and said:
