Study

Daisy was slightly taken aback. They also wanted to invest? It had to be said that Pepper Potts, as the future head of Stark Industries, indeed had a keen sense of vision. The movie had nothing to do with her current industry, yet she could see the hidden commercial value in it. The projected box office, target audience, none of these had been investigated.

But Daisy could see the potential for business value in it. The agents at S.H.I.E.L.D. probably thought they were just fooling around. Daisy lowered her head in thought. Should she take the money, or not?

"Is there really commercial value?" Tony Stark asked Pepper in a low voice. He still believed in her business acumen as his assistant.

Pepper didn't speak, she just nodded in confirmation.

Coughing, Tony Stark immediately changed his tone, "We can invest. How much more funding do you need?"

Daisy couldn't help but smile wryly. She was already more than well-funded for the production. She chuckled, "Currently, I've already raised fifty-five million dollars..."

This number shocked the big shot. He was wealthy, very wealthy, but currently his money was under Obadiah's control. To take out money, he would have to discuss it with the board. A few million might be manageable, but tens of millions would require some procedures.

But investing a few million to become a minor shareholder? That wasn't a risk he could afford to take.

Seeing his dilemma, Daisy wanted to take out her phone and capture this moment. When he eventually got rid of Obadiah, this scene wouldn't be easy to witness again.

Fortunately, at this crucial moment, the loyal bodyguard, Happy, resolved Stark's predicament.

"If I go to make a movie, who will protect Mr. Stark?" Happy was somewhat tempted, but he was more concerned about Stark's safety.

Daisy didn't want to undermine his loyalty. Happy was a good guy, solid and dependable, but his ability to protect was questionable. Even Fitz and Simmons probably had better combat skills.

Tony Stark was great at managing those close to him. He made an exaggerated gesture, patting Happy's shoulder, "Do something fun for yourself. I'll be traveling in Asia for a while. I'll have the Department of Defence protecting me. You can rest assured."

Having received his employer's approval, Happy was also excited about acting in the movie. After Daisy promised him the role of assistant director, he finally accepted the job.

Tony Stark left directly, and Daisy, Happy, and Pepper had separate discussions for a while.

Although direct investment wasn't possible, Pepper hadn't given up. She planned to participate in the development of the film's peripherals.

Daisy looked at Pepper with newfound respect. Her own business acumen was merely a facade; Pepper's was the real deal. The plan was just beginning, and she could already see the commercial potential around it.

The two briefly exchanged opinions. It was still too early to discuss the peripherals of the film before it was even made. Many aspects needed further negotiation in the later stages.

...

One week later.

After negotiating with the Costa Rican government, the main point was to lease their island for filming. This excuse was a thousand times better than S.H.I.E.L.D.'s previous excuses of nuclear contamination and biochemical leaks.

The agents were enthusiastic, and the few external actors were all high-quality talents. Within half a month, they had already entered the working mode.

The small island needed some construction work to fully meet the film's requirements. However, S.H.I.E.L.D. had assigned dedicated personnel to oversee it. Their efficiency far exceeded that of ordinary contractors, and they expected the initial scale to be visible within a month.

Leaving her friend Sharon as the director's assistant to coordinate various aspects of the work on the small island, Daisy led the majority of the team to Yale University to film indoor scenes.

Coulson and Happy, these two unproductive guys, were roped in as directors. Honestly, both of them did well, coordinating various aspects of the crew's work, and the filming speed was getting faster by the day.

Seeing she had nothing urgent to attend to, Daisy took the opportunity to study with the old man, Dr. Pym.

The title of Honorary Dean carried weight. Dr. Pym arranged for Daisy to have a student status at Yale University. As long as she graduated, she could claim to have come from Yale.

Daisy occasionally appeared on set or had meals with her black best friend, but most of her time was spent learning from Dr. Pym.

"Quantum mechanics is the foundation of modern science. Remember, it's the foundation of all disciplines!" Once he stepped into the field of science, Hank Pym's spirit became somewhat excited.

"Modern society's chemistry, biology, medicine, our socioeconomic development, the electronic revolution that allowed ordinary people to enter the computer age—every discipline here cannot escape from quantum mechanics. It's the language of an art."

Dr. Pym's opening remarks weren't particularly exhilarating. Daisy had read similar lines in many scientific works.

"What's the direction of your superpower?" One casual remark from him left Daisy slightly surprised.

Although she hadn't planned to hide it forever, being called out directly still made her feel a bit nervous.

The old man chuckled, "I've seen too many powered individuals. I had my suspicions when you used a special method to defeat Doctor Egghead. The Pym Particles are the culmination of my lifetime's work. If you didn't have a specific ability to counteract them, you wouldn't have been able to defeat him."

What could Daisy say? The old adage remained true—experience is the best teacher. With age came wisdom, and Dr. Pym was one of the world's smartest individuals. After living for so many years, it wasn't too surprising that he had uncovered her little secret.

She scratched her head, "It's a vibration-based ability."

The old man's eyes lit up, "Vibration? To what extent can you manipulate it? Is it on a large scale or a small area?"

"In theory, both are possible, but I can't eliminate the resonance phenomenon. To reduce the burden on my body, I've been focusing on precision."

Dr. Pym nodded. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head, "Max Planck proposed Planck's radiation law, assuming that the total energy of a vibrating system cannot change continuously, but rather in discrete energy units, jumping from one value to another. Many contemporary people consider this view too radical. Can your ability prove this law?"

Before Daisy could respond, he continued, "Einstein introduced the concept of light quanta in 1905. He believed that light propagated in space is not continuous, but rather in discrete portions. Can your ability reverse-engineer this process?"

Having said that, he became extremely excited, and started calculating on the side, "The energy of light quanta is E, proportional to the frequency V of light. In our daily calculations, we use Planck's constant H as a factor, that is, E=hv. You can completely calculate it the other way around—divide the energy of a light quantum by Planck's constant, and obtain the vibration frequency. If this assumption holds true, humanity will take a big step forward in our understanding of spatial technology!"

It sounded simple, but the old man filled up a whole sheet of paper with calculations. He pushed up his glasses, repeatedly checked several data points, and then pulled out his notebook to study something.

Daisy remained silent. She knew many of these theories, but hadn't systematically integrated them for study. With her arms crossed in front of her chest, her body leaning against the back of the chair, her amber-colored eyes flickering occasionally, she was synthesising the theories Dr. Pym was explaining with her power in mind.