Transformed Marvel Genius

Anna really went home and changed a set of equipment—clothes.

Little Anna has a lot of flesh on her arms, and the Weston school uniform stretches her arms. I don't usually feel it in class, but when I exercise, I feel uncomfortable.

In addition, small workshop work is easy to be stained with mechanical oil.

So before entering the working state, Anna will develop a habit and change into overalls and denim overalls.

When you go out now, you always have to dress yourself up, put on short sleeves, put on a pair of Gucci sunglasses, put a baby hat on your head, pull your hair out of the hat buckle, and tie it into a ponytail, looking like a walking fat stump.

Fatty dragged out a satchel.

Under Coulson's stiff smile, Agent May picked up Anna and got into the car.

Fatty.

A little heavy.

Coulson felt the same way.

Don't look at the smile on his face, only he knows the feeling in his heart.

He is in a hurry.

You must know that every second you spend here, there is more danger of explosion there.

Little Anna seemed to be able to guess the thoughts of Coulson and others, and explained, "It's not my weight." Then she took the bag over, opened it, a notebook, a Nintendo handheld, a flashlight, a lot of buttons, a lot of Coulson and others What I don't know is that Anna's satchel alone weighs more than ten kilograms.

Looks like a grocery bag, thought Coulson.

Little Anna took out a bag, grabbed a lot of button-sized things, and stuffed them into Coulson's hands, just like stuffing candy on Halloween: "Electric pulse bombs, release one kilowatt-hour of electricity in 0.01 seconds. , enough to turn the elephant over and send it to you."

Little Anna looks very generous.

……

The gym is only ten minutes away from Beacon Hill, and within a moment, a few people stopped in front of the gym.

Boom...

Another shock wave.

A loud car siren can be heard from outside the gym.

Anna is not surprised: "The energy of the shock wave changes in a parabolic shape. So far, the energy of the first wave is the largest, the energy of the fifth wave is the smallest, and the energy of the next wave is greater than the energy of the first wave."

Then she took out the handheld from the bag, her new gadget, recently she was researching the frequency problem, and hoped to be a universal frequency simulator, it would be more convenient to steal the car lock in the future, and read the value: "30K Hz, ultrasonic , the energy is not large, but the person who is close is unlucky."

Mufflers are a byproduct of researching frequencies.

As Anna said, there was a heavy blow in the gymnasium, people were slumped, and the scene was in a mess.

In order to prevent Dr. Octopus from approaching, the members of the special team did not dare to leave the star simulator ten meters. Therefore, they were the most seriously injured. Many people had ear and nose bleeding and could not hold guns.

Fortunately, the energy released by the sixth wave is not large, that is, under the strong air pressure, some people have blurred vision, deafness and tinnitus.

Seeing that Coulson brought Anna in, Agent Hill and the scientists came out one after another, and the special team members cleaned up the mess.

The scientist looked at Anna and signaled to Coulson, "This is the short leg we're looking for?!"

Anna has a lot of flesh, and suspender jeans have short legs. This outfit makes her even more chubby.

Until Anna's good-natured eyes swept over, a group of people cleared up their expressions: "Anna, we know that you participated in Dr. Octavius' nuclear fusion project."

After speaking, the scientist moved out of the whiteboard. In the video, he saw Fatty holding a marker and writing the formula. Now he is looking forward to a miracle.

Coulson and May looked at Anna eagerly. After all, it was the little guy they found.

Like the chubby hand in the photo, Anna's arm is equally unique, so it shouldn't be a mistake.

Agent Hill thought it was absurd, but after all, it was the order given by himself, and the photos were also seen with his own eyes.

A group of people are looking forward to...

For ten seconds, Anna didn't move.

For a minute, Anna didn't move.

Ten minutes later, Anna still didn't move...

Everyone was in a hurry. The scientist thought Anna was frightened by the big scene. She came up and handed the lollipop and comforted her softly: "Little Anna, don't be afraid, there are good people here, just fill up the whiteboard."

Coulson and May felt that they were in the wrong place. After all, Anna didn't show up in the email, and Anna only showed her chubby hand in the photo. They wanted to ask Anne Weaver again.

Agent Hill sighed and wanted to wave to Coulson to bring Anna back. After all, the gym is not a safe place, and innocent little girls can't be allowed to suffer with them here.

Anna stared at the whiteboard with wide eyes, and the marker in her hand loosened, tightened and loosened.

Just when everyone wanted to give up and look for a new plan, Anna said blankly, "Do you want me to write on your nose?!"

Anna felt that this group of people couldn't understand the wink or deliberately looked at her to make a fool of herself. The white board was so tall and her stature was so short, she was only seven years old.

None of this group had read Freud.

Anna snorted coldly, who are you?

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the problem. They were habitually thinking about it. They didn't notice that Xiao Anna was Xiao Anna after all. Coulson hurried over to overturn the whiteboard, and the group laughed.

With the expressions everyone was looking forward to, Anna walked over to the whiteboard with a blank expression, and walked around the whiteboard.

When she asked for it, no one would give it to her, but now someone brings it to the door with a shy smile, but Anna doesn't want it.

Write directly on the wooden floor of the gymnasium, brush and brush, without looking at the whiteboard. Is it necessary to complete the formulas listed by Anna herself? It is enough to rewrite them.

Squatting on the ground, the black ink of the marker swiped across the floor, the little **** was pouting, it looked like a watermelon, a rolling watermelon.

Anna has strict requirements for herself, just like Planck's constant. She must use standard Greek~www.readwn.com~ Even if the marker is not easy to grasp, she must write well if it is slow.

Writing with a pen is a face.

Three minutes later, a neat blackboard writing floor was completed, and there were still a few footprints left on the floor.

The final formula is completed.

The scientist was overjoyed, and quickly went up to hold Anna's two little fat hands, as if an old leader was condolences to the frontline soldiers.

Anna was noncommittal, watching the scientist input the formula into the computer, input various parameters and variables, and temporarily compiled the program.

Good!

He connected to the Harvard computer cluster, and compiled parallelism. Soon, the cluster returned the result.

Agents Hill and Coulson stood behind the scientist, watching as the scientist opened the return TXT file, outputting a series of binary text.

The txt document above is the input parameters, and the bottom is the output result. I saw the output matrix, and the formula is completely correct.

The scientist double-clicked the palm of his hand, and everyone around him became excited. Having a solution means not waiting indefinitely, meaning that the responsibility can be lifted from the shoulders, and that Boston can be safe.

The scientist pulled the text information to the end, and when he saw the final result, he was dumbfounded: "Zero, how is it possible?!"

"What's the meaning?!"

Agent Hill frowned. She vaguely guessed the result. The problem was that she didn't want to face it at all.

"A dead end."

0 means that the formula has no solution, and no solution is a dead end.

Just like the Salem witch trials in the 17th century, the special trial court in the Massachusetts area finally dropped the trial order - hang the witch, Agent Hill and the others felt a noose around their necks.

With a sound of execution, the rope tightened sharply.

Agent Hill felt breathless.