7 Back to New York!
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However, she was scratching her head when it came to more applications. She was a poor student before, and her scientific knowledge had long been returned to the teachers back in college. The original Daisy was no better; she immersed herself in the Old and New Testaments and recited hymns daily. Although the church school did not have animosity towards modern physics as compared to Darwin, the curriculum was limited.
Just like the physical education class that took over in the past life, Daisy could frequently recall this familiar scene from her memories.
When the physics teacher was absent, the theology teacher would enter the classroom directly, leading everyone in Bible readings...
Faced with unfamiliar and formidable concepts like vibration, frequency, transverse waves, and string oscillation, whether in her previous life or now, she was utterly confused.
The combined knowledge of her "two selves" was not as good as that of a diligent middle school student.
If you learn mathematics, physics, and chemistry well, you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world. Daisy now truly understood the profound meaning behind this sentence.
She, a scumbag in studies, could only start learning again.
Fortunately, in the age of the internet, as long as she wanted to learn and didn't delve into particularly cutting-edge technological achievements, she could basically find any knowledge.
As for how much she could learn, it depended on the individual.
After a brief look at various academic theories, Daisy found herself in a state of confusion and she was ready to go back and study more carefully.
Closing her laptop, and lying on her bed, she now had a problem to face – her genetic defect.
Like the leader of the Inhumans, Black Bolt, who could level a city with a single word and make Thanos somersault with a howl. His defect was a lack of control; to avoid causing harm, he could only pretend to be mute 365 days a year.
Daisy realized her problem; her vibrations were harmful to herself. The force's effect was mutual; she caused vibrations, and this part of the vibrations would also feedback to her.
In the original timeline, Daisy frequently used her ability, leading to slight fractures in her arm bones. She even had to take special drugs to treat the damage to maintain the use of her abilities.
There was no direct comparison, Daisy had run back all the way and she felt that her body was somewhat more robust than in the original timeline. Perhaps this was the benefit of monopolizing the Terrigen Crystal Mist.
In addition, she felt that her control over her abilities was more precise than in the original timeline.
Precise control gave her an additional ability – she could sense the vibration frequency of people around her.
Just as there are no two identical leaves in the world, the frequencies between people also differ, though the differences are very subtle and need to be understood carefully.
Her supernatural abilities were still very unfamiliar at the moment. Given time, turning frequency perception into a sensory ability similar to sight and hearing was not impossible.
Precise control also had another benefit – offsetting firearm recoil.
Female physique is naturally weaker than males, and there is a difference in the strength of wrists and arms. Many female operatives use both hands to hold a gun, and this is where recoil comes into play.
Daisy can now fire at will, and the vibration ability that offsets the recoil puts very little burden on the body. At the same time, it is also an exercise in precise control of her abilities.
With her originally high physical fitness, coupled with significantly improved reflexes, speed, endurance, and supernatural abilities after bloodline activation, her marksmanship has made great strides. It's challenging to hit a hundred shots in motion, but winning a place in an amateur shooting competition is not a problem.
In the initial stage, the physical burden is taxing on the body, and she needs to pursue precision, accomplishing the most with the smallest amount of ability.
When her physical fitness becomes stronger, she can, like Whitebeard, make the air vibrate and crack space.
Or, like the DC Vibe next door, open and cut off dimensional channels, and touch objects to perceive their location. All these things can be achieved, maybe when she understands quantum mechanics.
In any case, the future looks very bright!
The Puerto Rico matter came to a close, and after acting for two more days, Daisy boarded a plane after the local police assured her that they would inform her immediately if there was any news about her parents.
The two Glock pistols were not used, and she sold them, along with the bullets, at a low price to a gun store. The gun store was quite cautious about the American passport, and the buyback price was not too harsh. With an income of $700, Daisy's savings once again exceeded four digits, and she happily returned to New York.
Without firearms on her person, but this time returning to New York, Daisy's mindset was completely different – she had superpowers!
She could emit short-range shockwaves just like in the original timeline, but she felt that it was a bit low and it caused significant damage to her body. Besides looking cool, it didn't have many advantages.
Returning to her rented apartment, her friend Angela, a black girl, was studying makeup techniques from a fashion magazine.
It must be said that her predecessor had an eye for choosing this black girl as a best friend. When the two stood together, Daisy looked like a fairy! Is it a common choice for all beautiful women to pick an unattractive best friend?
Daisy couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't bother with that color; it doesn't suit you..." Angela, wearing headphones, hummed and applied makeup, unaware of Daisy entering.
"Ah, Daisy! You're back!" Angela was very friendly, threw away the brush that Daisy couldn't even name due to being a fashion idiot, and gave her a big hug.
Angela was truly dark-skinned, not like the kind of color that those people who lived several generations of people in the United States had. She was like someone freshly caught by the Portuguese in the Americas – authentically black. Right now, she was Daisy's only friend.
Daisy put down her backpack and patted Angela's shoulder. "Have those guys been bullying you these days?"
Bullying in schools is inevitable everywhere. In this world, Captain America, Spiderman, and the next-door Superman and Flash were all bullied when they were children, and cultural attitudes here didn't strongly oppose it; there was even a subtle encouragement.
As a minority, Daisy and Angela were the natural targets for bullying by white kids.
Her predecessor had been fighting with white kids since the orphanage and had rich experience. Angela, coming from an immigrant family, was initially uncomfortable here, and it was the original Daisy who came to the rescue and helped her adapt, leading to their subsequent friendship.
Daisy could imagine that in her absence for half a month, Angela must have been bullied again.
However, Angela's words were somewhat unexpected. She spoke with a serious tone, "No, no, they haven't. They've been busy lately. Do you know? Our school is closing down."
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