Adam Is Going to Be a Father

New Jersey.

Paige's apartment.

Adam dictated tens of thousands of heart surgery data points while playing chess with Paige.

They are all super geniuses; multitasking is their basic skill.

Adam descended very slowly.

Otherwise, given Paige's chess skills, she would have checkmated him long ago.

Because he originally only had a superficial understanding, even now, with a super CPU, he still has to spend a lot of time deducing every subsequent change in Paige.

A chessboard appeared in his mind, with black and white pieces moving forward and backward, and scenes of the game rehearsing in his head.

It looks really cool.

However, Paige's brain is also a super CPU, an Adam plus version. In terms of mathematical calculation, she completely surpasses Adam. In addition, she is proficient in various chess game variations. Standing on the shoulders of giants, she is already outside the atmosphere, overlooking the entire earth.

Adam's idea of unleashing his full potential at the last minute is simply a joke.

At this moment, he was simply unwilling to admit defeat.

This action actually had a very good effect.

Because Paige not only didn't rush him, but her delicate face was also full of smiles.

Adam occasionally looked up and met Paige's eyes, as if he could hear Paige's thoughts. "I originally thought you were just a qualified Tool Person, the king of inspiration, but I didn't expect you to have such a talent. Maybe in the future, my friends will go from one and a half to two. Keep it up!"

Then his brain's CPU started working even faster.

The game of chess lasted for five hours.

"I'm going to die!"

Paige put down the chess piece and smiled.

"I lost."

Adam reached out and pushed his king over.

"You've only mentioned 10,369 surgical data points, want to play another round?"

Paige made the suggestion with a smile as she restored the chessboard.

Are you sure you want to listen to this?

Adam was puzzled. "It's already 7 p. m., and it will probably be 3 a. m. by the time we finish talking. Aren't 10,369 points enough to prove anything?"

"Your ability to recite 10,369 items has indeed proven your talent."

Paige looked at Adam with interest. "Although I don't know why you didn't show such talent before, you have it."

If that were all, there would be no need to continue. However, from these 10,369 data points, I saw the pattern you mentioned in your video.

So I want to wait until the complete data is available to see if this pattern still exists and whether it can be fully expressed using a mathematical formula.

"A complete expression of a mathematical formula?"

Adam was shocked. "Is this possible?"

Why not?

Paige laughed and said, "Mathematics is a tool for analyzing the origin of the universe, and the mysteries of the human body are also contained within it. In the video, you said that you used these data to deduce the surgical data that should occur when a middle-aged man is substituted into a little girl for surgery. How did you deduce that?"

"I used data such as gender, age, and heart condition as axes. Each surgical data point was a point. Connecting these points together formed a rough curve. I made a rough deduction and applied it."

Adam explained.

"What you form in your mind is a rough curve, but what I see is a formula."

Paige laughed and said, "Is there a problem with that?"

"..."

Adam's lips twitched.

Mathematicians do indeed summarize complex patterns into mathematical formulas and theorems to help people better understand the world.

But isn't that a bit too exaggerated?

With so many variables in these surgical data, can they really be summarized into a single formula?

However, considering that mathematics can even model the universe, what is a mere human heart surgery data pointless?

Then his eyes lit up.

Is it really possible to formalize the Duncan Curve?

"..."

This time, it was Paige's turn to be speechless.

How did it become the Duncan Curve formula?

"Paige, you're amazing."

Adam stepped forward and gave him a bear hug, planting a deep kiss on his lips. "If it really works, we'll call this formula the Duncan - Adler formula. To borrow a phrase from Sheldon, the brain is the cutest when it gives birth!"

This is our baby, born from the very foundation of our brains. Unlike most babies who cry and fuss, covered in sticky fluid, this one is so beautiful and adorable.

"Sheldon said that?"

Paige wiped the drool off her face.

"Do you think Sheldon, given his personality, would say something like that?"

Adam laughed.

"It's true that he hates children."

Paige nodded. "Because he hates almost everyone, and he values intelligence the most, that certainly sounds like something he would say."

"That'll do."

Adam waved his hand and said, "Let's not dwell on these details. Now let's talk about the Duncan - Adler formula..."

He completely ignored Paige's eye roll.

Such a formula is nothing to Paige.

Over the years, she has published so many cutting-edge mathematical papers; otherwise, she wouldn't have become the youngest mathematician.

Today, she is researching some of the most difficult and complex problems in the field of mathematics.

This was just something I did on a whim.

But for Adam, it meant something completely different.

Once a mathematical formula was successfully derived, and Adam named it the Duncan - Adler formula, it was published as a paper.

This level of sensation was even greater than yesterday's open class.

Because of yesterday's outrageous performance, even if people don't say it out loud, some of them will secretly wonder if there's something fishy going on that they don't know about.

There are quite a few people like this.

After all, humans have always been resistant to the unknown.

On a psychological level, they are not really willing to accept such an exaggerated Adam.

However, once this paper was published, combined with his performance in the open class, it became a definitive conclusion that he was a super genius.

Performance can be faked.

After all, everything can be prepared in advance.

The entire speech can be prepared in advance, including who will ask questions, how to answer them, and the dramatic expressions of the audience, such as shock, disdain, sneer, or relief.

Adam is a billionaire, so he has every right to create such a grand spectacle.

Adam was also eager to make a career in the medical field, and this motivated him to do so.

Having established the motives, methods, and capabilities, they expressed doubt, felt it was reasonable, and even believed it to be the truth.

Even if they asked the questions themselves, they can forget about them.

Or perhaps Adam was lucky; he just happened to know the answers to the questions asked by those who saw through the truth.

It's even possible that Adam had an earpiece in his Sheldon, or that a medical expert was helping him cheat.

It's fake, it's fake, it's all fake.

But mathematics cannot be faked.

The two are indeed closely related.

Once this formula is released, it's absolutely true.

Next.

Adam pushed the chessboard aside and focused all his energy on verbally describing the surgical data.

Both are super geniuses, possessing photographic memory and the ability to perform mental calculations.

One speaks, the other writes.

Adam multidimensionalized the data, with countless rays converging into a single point, each point representing a piece of data, and these points were plotted as lines.

Paige, on the other hand, studied the mathematical connections between these points, intending to summarize all these data points under a single mathematical formula.

Their minds were like a starry sky, with data stars constantly shining brightly.