Daisy examined the white dwarf fragments for a few moments. They were useless to her. Odin could use such fragments to forge Mjolnir, but she did not possess that kind of skill.
If she had been out exploring on her own, she would definitely have taken everything she found. But now, she was gathering energy for the babies' birth. If she took too many resources, the universe would gain little in return, and she would have to make up the loss herself.
It was just a broken fragment. She would leave it here to be broken down when the time came for absorption.
Daisy had no interest in the fragment, but she was curious about Mr. Fantastic's method of deduction. Had this guy really figured it out through numbers? It was incredible. She could not help asking, "What did you base your deduction on?"
"A formula concerning gravity. I derived it myself and never published it, so no one outside knows about it..."
That was how Mr. Fantastic cheated. In fields like mathematics and physics, generations of people would work to prove some conjecture. Then someone would put forward a new idea, and everyone would rack their brains trying to prove it, proposing further hypotheses, repeating the cycle endlessly.
Through generations of effort, wave after wave pressing onward, like blind men feeling an elephant, they pieced together the so-called puzzle bit by bit until they eventually assembled the framework of modern mathematics and modern physics.
That was how science had developed before Daisy started giving Earthlings cheats.
The pace of modern science had actually already slowed. Moore's Law had long since failed, and while ordinary people enjoyed high-tech products, scientific bottlenecks had begun appearing in every field.
From theory to application, from weapons to civilian goods.
But none of those