"This is an extremely complex spectrum formula."

The young scholar continued to speak.

"And this formula is reasoned from the underlying logic..."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of oddity.

"But I'm not sure if it's my illusion, I feel that there might be some mistakes in Peng Lao's formula..."

Mistakes?

Just as the young scholar's voice fell, everyone present showed indifference.

Someone spoke up, stating that Peng Lao was a giant in the medical field, so it's normal for him to be unclear about aspects of mathematical physics.

"Peng Lao dedicated his life to medicine, so it's natural that his knowledge of mathematics wouldn't be as proficient as that of a professional."

An elderly cryptographer shook his head, his tone filled with respect for Peng Lao and disregard for the young scholar.

However, the young scholar didn't think the same. He shook his head firmly, indicating that Peng Lao's records didn't seem like those of someone who didn't understand mathematics.

"I don't believe so. These formulas by Peng Lao, although at first, I also felt something was off, after careful analysis, I found these errors seem intentional."

The young scholar's voice revealed confidence and determination.

His words attracted the attention of everyone present, especially Jiang Xiao, whose gaze showed a hint of curiosity and anticipation.

"Are you saying Peng Lao intentionally left errors in the formula?" Jiang Xiao couldn't help but ask.

The young scholar nodded, his eyes also showing a hint of excitement.

"Yes, and these errors seem to guide us to discover some hidden information. Some of the unconventional formula analyses even made me, a PhD in mathematics, feel enlightened, proving Peng Lao's research in mathematics is also profound."

These words rekindled hope in the three who had been slightly dejected.

If Peng Lao indeed made contributions in mathematics, then these formulas he left might be the key to unlocking the mystery.

"Then what should we do now?" b2 asked impatiently.

The young scholar pondered for a moment, then answered.

"We need to re-examine these formulas and interpret them as a kind of cipher to see what Peng Lao truly wanted to tell us."

Immediately, they began to re-examine those records, trying to discover Peng Lao's true intentions.

Led by the young scholar, other experts also utilized their expertise, all diving into intense research.

Time passed bit by bit in intense analysis and deliberation, making the atmosphere in the monitoring room increasingly tense.

Everyone knew they might be standing at the threshold of revealing the truth, and the formula left by Peng Lao was the key to unlocking the door to that truth.

....

As the research deepened, the young scholar's brow furrowed more.

He flipped through sheets of paper back and forth, scrutinizing each symbol carefully.

Finally, after an in-depth analysis, he lifted his head with unprecedented seriousness on his face.

"These formulas... I increasingly believe they are not just ordinary mathematical problems."

The young scholar's voice carried an ominous foreboding.

"I need to use a national-level spectroscope for experiments to verify my hypothesis."

b2 and the middle-aged man exchanged a glance, both feeling the urgency in the young scholar's words.

At this critical moment, any slight clue might be the key to unraveling the mystery.

"This matter cannot be delayed."

b2 made a decision immediately, his voice carrying an unquestionable authority.

"I will arrange immediately to start the spectroscope experiment."

The young scholar showed a hint of gratitude, nodding and then swiftly gathering his materials to prepare for the next step.

Jiang Xiao felt a headache just looking, or rather, he couldn't understand a bit, so he returned to his room to take a nap.

....

Soon, a series of applications and approvals were swiftly completed, and the national-level spectroscope was urgently deployed to the laboratory.

The young scholar and several experts, accompanied by b2, entered the laboratory and began their experiment.

The spectroscope started, beams of light accurately scanned the foundational operations under the machine's control.

The young scholar stared nervously at the data on the screen, his fingers constantly tapping on the keyboard, inputting various parameters and commands.

As the experiment progressed, the data gradually became clear.

The young scholar's expression grew increasingly grave, seeming to have discovered something significant.

"This is bad, according to Peng Lao's formulas... they seem to point to an extremely dangerous frequency range."

The young scholar's voice trembled.

"If we inadvertently trigger this frequency, it could lead to unpredictable consequences."

"But why? We didn't discover any issues with these formulas before?"

b2 furrowed his brows, immediately issuing instructions to terminate all experimental operations.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" b2 inquired of the young scholar.

The latter nodded, a hint of confusion in his eyes, absentmindedly circling with his pen on paper.

"Yes, according to Peng Lao's formula calculations, the data is indeed somewhat abnormal. I've checked multiple times, but I just can't pinpoint the issue."

The young scholar's voice carried helplessness, and a fine layer of sweat already glistened on his forehead.

"The frequency range is too sensitive; if our hypothesis is wrong, the consequences would be unthinkable."

He continued to explain, the pen in his hand spinning faster with his anxiety.

b2 stood by, his expression turning stern.

He knew that since the young scholar could come to this base, it was enough to prove he was the most outstanding mathematical genius in this field.

Or it could be said, his status in the mathematics community was equivalent to the doctor who had just passed away two days ago.

Both are geniuses among geniuses!

If even he was at a loss, the situation was indeed grim.

The young scholar suddenly stopped the pen in his hand, his gaze turning resolute.

"I think I need to consult my mentor, his attainments in this field far exceed mine, perhaps he can find the details we've overlooked."

His voice carried a hint of respect and anticipation, along with a trace of frustration at his own powerlessness.

b2's eyelid twitched slightly, understanding in his heart that such a decision meant they had to report to the superiors again to request additional support.

Especially having to invite another giant of the scientific community, an old relic!

Already too many national treasures had been lost, and the dissatisfaction from above was like rolling thunder.

Inviting this reclusive old scholar again undoubtedly meant taking a great risk.

But...

At such a time, he had no choice.

Only to be pushed forward by this unseen force...

"Do you know what consequences might ensue if your mentor is involved in this matter?"

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