Chapter 220: Peter's Request

"Harry, do you have a pen at home?" Peter sat at the table, trying to imitate Richard. Parker's handwriting, but imitation and imitation are always almost meaningful, and imitating the handwriting of a fountain pen with a gel pen is indeed powerless.

"I'll have to go to the study to see this." Harry walked out of the room. He also usually uses a gel pen, and the fountain pen is only Norman. Osborne is only used a lot.

Soon, Harry returned from his study with a pen in hand.

"I don't know which one is easy to use, you can choose it yourself." Harry threw the pen on the table and sat down on the bed to listen to the music.

Peter looked at the handful of pens, none of which were less than five thousand dollars, and were violently thrown on the table by Harry.

Peter carefully took the steel test and finally chose one—Pike. There is no other reason than that this tribe of pike is cheaper. Since Peter found that he had too much strength, he switched from a fountain pen to a gel pen, after all, gel pens are cheap and the nib is not easy to break. Now that Peter was asked to rewrite the pen, he had to think about the loss of the nib.

"Any fountain pen is a limited edition." Peter only felt that the gap between people was so big.

After a few strokes of writing in the sketchbook, Peter finally became familiar with the feeling of the pen, and the Parker pen was very soft and smooth, imitating Richard. The sluggish feeling of Parker's handwriting is gone, and it is very easy to imitate.

"Looks like I'm pretty good at controlling my power right now." After writing for a while, Peter was relieved to find that the pen did not have any signs of bad writing. Although the Pike was the cheapest pen Harry had ever had, it cost more than $5,000, and Peter couldn't afford to pay for it.

"Let's start copying." Peter practiced the handwriting for a while longer and confirmed that the handwriting had been with Richard. Parker looked like him, and finally pulled out the precious notebook.

"Hopefully Connors has the information I need." Peter began to copy.

Peter didn't pretend to be clever to Richard. Parker's derivation process has been changed, and some of the content is still unintelligible to him, and it is likely that he will be exposed if he is clever enough to modify it.

Deriving a formula may seem long, but it's actually relatively quick to write. At first, Peter was a little frightened, and the speed of writing was very slow, and it took him just over three hours to copy all the first formulas into his notebook.

"It's finally done, but it looks a little bit out of harmony." Peter looked closely at the formula he had copied, although the handwriting was the same as that of Richard. Parker's handwriting is no longer unique, and the notebook existed nearly twenty years ago, but the ink on it is still too new.

"Just roast it over the fire tomorrow, and go to Connors the day after tomorrow."

Peter knew, and Connors probably knew what this formula really did, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Peter. The effect of this formula must not be ordinary, and Peter was desperate to know what it did.

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Day 3.

"Hi Peter, did you find my notebook?" When Connors saw Peter, he asked with a smile, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Connors, I didn't find your notebook, but I did find one of my father's notebooks, and I do have a formula on it, I don't know if it's the formula you're looking for." Peter pulled out the notebook he had prepared.

Connors took the notebook, flipped through a few pages casually, and said to himself, "It doesn't seem to be the one I once looked at. Parker had made a lot of notes and calculations, and there were traces of alterations, which were not present in this notebook. ”

"But the handwriting is indeed Richard's, and the formula is the one Richard deduced. It should have been Richard who rearranged the formula after that. ”

"But it's a bit of a problem, because I was able to quickly combine the formula with my research with some of Richard's annotations and calculations, but now I have to derive the formula."

Connors was a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't let Peter see it, he smiled and said: "It seems that Richard has rearranged my formula, and the formula in this notebook is indeed the one I was looking for, thank you, Peter, you have helped a lot." I'll treat you to a big dinner in the evening! ”

"Oh! No, Dr. Connors. In fact, my biggest curiosity is, what does this formula do, I found this notebook the day before yesterday, and I didn't understand it all night, I hope Dr. Connors, you can help me solve my doubts. Peter said sincerely.

"No wonder the night before, the two of them came back late, it turned out that they went to look for the notebook." Connors looked at Peter, the muscles in his face swelling slightly.

"Peter, the effect of this formula is very complicated, and it is difficult for me to explain it to you in such a short period of time." After thinking about it, Connors still didn't directly tell Peter what the formula did.

"And Dr. Connors, can you take me as your assistant?"