I Pioneered Scientific Magic
Chapter 142: It Seems You're No Longer Fit to Host the Next Seminar!

The sudden and intense knocking on the door immediately drew the attention of all the wizards at the conference.

Raphael was infuriated. Who was so audacious as to barge into the conference in such a rude manner? Could it be those doomsday cult wizards again, trying to disrupt this academic seminar?

Raphael glared at the door, ready to confront the intruder, but what he saw surprised him greatly. The one who had entered was a disheveled male wizard, the legendary mage, Harof.

Raphael's anger dissipated instantly. This was not someone he could reprimand.

The divination school wizards, like they had found their savior, crowded around Harof. One female wizard even shouted excitedly, "Lord Harof, that mage from beyond the Wizard's Land, Lynn, just questioned the star chart data we spent over a hundred years researching. This is a direct challenge to your theory of gravity!"

However, Harof was too impatient to listen to what they were saying. He shouted, "Where is he? Where's Lynn?"

"He's up on the platform... the young male wizard with brown hair!" the female wizard said loudly.

Harof grabbed the blocking female wizard and pulled her aside. The other wizards who had gathered in front of the platform also quickly stepped back.

Seeing Harof urgently looking for Lynn, with the divination school wizards following closely behind, the expressions of the prominent wizards on the stage grew uneasy.

Could this legendary wizard really be causing trouble?

Raphael was the first to step forward, blocking Harof with a gentle tone. He said, "Lord Harof, Mr. Lynn has just presented a highly important new theory that concerns the entire Wizard's Land theoretical system. We are considering nominating him for the Silver Moon Medal..."

Raphael didn't directly object but mentioned the Silver Moon Medal, a significant matter that would surely draw the attention of the other council members. He advised Harof to be cautious.

Even if there were disagreements, they could be resolved through words.

"Silver Moon?" Harof hesitated for a moment. He hadn't been present during the previous session, and he initially thought Lynn was expounding the Law of Universal Gravitation. He looked at the other prominent wizards with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

The Law of Universal Gravitation would become the foundation for all future spatial magic. This was undoubtedly a remarkable event in the history of magic! And they were suggesting a mere Silver Moon Medal?

They didn't even consider the possibility of awarding the Sun Crown Medal! Raphael and the others seemed oblivious to this, and he seriously doubted their suitability to host the next seminar!

"Submit a nomination for the Sun Crown Medal to the council directly, in my name!" Harof declared without hesitation.

What? Raphael and the others almost questioned if they had misheard. The divination school wizards, who had just been hopeful moments ago, were left in shock.

What on earth was going on? Wasn't Lord Harof supposed to vindicate their divination school? Why was he suddenly proposing to award the Sun Crown Medal to Lynn? Did something go wrong somewhere?

Even Phillip found it hard to believe. Even if Lynn had described the motion of the stars, wasn't it too excessive to grant the highest academic honor right away?

Directly awarding the Sun Crown Medal? That was a bit too much. In the past few centuries, only three individuals in the entire Wizard's Land had received such an honor, and all of them were legendary mages!

After this casual statement, Harof looked at Lynn, the only young wizard with brown hair on the platform. Anxiously, he inquired, "Tell me quickly, what does the formula on the invitation mean... What is M, and what is G?"

Lynn had guessed that Harof must have read his letter, so he wasn't surprised by Harof's sudden question. He replied confidently, "The two M's in the formula represent the masses of two objects. G is the gravitational constant, and r represents the distance between the two objects." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ NøvᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

"In simpler terms, it's the gravitational constant multiplied by the product of the masses of two objects, divided by the square of the distance between them," Lynn explained concisely.

"Is it that simple?" Harof murmured to himself. He had been researching gravity for over a decade, sifting through vast amounts of data. Now, the answer was being summarized in a single sentence and a formula by someone else.

"Complexity lies in the derivation process. Many truths are often simple, clear, and understandable," Lynn replied casually.

"Very well said. The truth should be simple, something everyone can understand!" Harof agreed enthusiastically.

"Lord Harof, what are you discussing with that formula? Is it related to gravity?" Raphael, who had been listening for a while, couldn't help but interrupt.

The other wizards in the room were also waiting for Harof's response. They had a feeling that Harof's intention to award Lynn the Sun Crown Medal was not merely due to his depiction of the starry scene.

"Yes, I've been studying the laws of stellar motion for over a decade to explore the mysteries of gravity. But I didn't expect someone else to provide the answer before me," Harof said, feeling somewhat emotional.

Harof's research on gravity in Greenvale City was not a secret, and many people were eagerly waiting for this legendary wizard to construct a magical model of a gravitational field. It was one of the most exciting and anticipated developments in recent years.

Once successful, it could greatly reduce the requirements for using this type of magic and might even lead to the development of more powerful spatial magic, creating another mainstream magical discipline.

Harof was now asking Lynn for advice on gravitational matters, leaving everyone in the room puzzled.

Could it be that a third-tier wizard had a deeper understanding of gravity than the legendary Harof?

A sense of absurdity filled everyone's hearts.

Harof didn't mind this. After pondering for a moment, he asked another crucial question, "What is the value of the gravitational constant?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Harof, but I don't know," Lynn replied, shaking his head candidly.

If it were Earth's data, he could have readily provided an answer, given the extensive information available in his intellect. However, when it came to this alien world, he couldn't be absolutely certain. He had estimated that the gravitational constant should be very close to Earth's value, based on his calculation from the weight of a one-kilogram iron ball. Still, he didn't want to make rash statements without rigorous experimentation.

Lynn's response was unexpected for Harof, leaving the other wizards in the room baffled. You have the formula and speak so confidently, yet when asked for the data, you claim to know nothing? Did you make it up?

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