[h3][color=7ea7d8]Phillip Leonhart[/color][/h3] [color=gray]Location: St Paul Campus -> Evergreen Campus[/color][hr][color=7ea7d8][center][h1]∇ƒ =〈ƒ[sub]x[/sub] , ƒ[sub]y[/sub]〉= (∂ƒ/∂𝐱)*𝓲 + (∂ƒ/∂𝐲)*𝓳[/h1][/center][/color][hr][hr] That should help the purpose well. [color=7ea7d8]"The argument parameter should be directly coming from the location sensor, while the return value is a vector object. That's the direction of the ascent you're finding."[/color] The day had still yet to ripen up, yet the three men in this room was already primed and ready for the day. Well, at least for two of them. Exam periods were picking up the pace for the students this term, both Evergreen and St Paul students alike. The amounting knowledge to squeeze in a 3 pound organism composite, the growing impatience of every minutes of studying and revision in the ever-moving environment, and the rising tension of the hours before the pen would be called to lay firmly on the table. That's why these two hatchlings of engineering and program designing were making use of every minutes they could. They wanted to splat the itching bugs that had been running around in this program of theirs for so long, all the while trying to tie up as many loose ends as possible with the software. Funnily enough, they never would have thought to be making this much progress whilst still somewhat only being in second year of St Paul. They knew that their hard work had a lot to do with their overall fruit of the labor, but still the majority was still down to the third member of the project team. [color=fff257]"So now is just trying to implement the numerical partial derivative as a separate function?"[/color] The student in front of the computer asked, to which the man wearing the suit nodded, with two fingers raised. [color=7ea7d8]"Two. To make it safe."[/color] The man replied, as quickly and concisely like a cube, seemingly certain of every suggestions to come out. They surely didn't regret saying yes to Phillip Leonhart when the renowned genius of St Paul decided to take up their side-project. The guy is really a genius. Doing these practical side projects are particularly challenging for many students because they do not fill the role of accomplishing a class assignment or earning a particular grade for their degree. Things are not so perfectly fine tuned for the students to make use of only what they have learnt. Undesired knowledge gap would sometimes seep in to humble their progress. It turned out so well for them that it would be somewhat filled by the genius who won the International Physics Olympiad at merely the age of 15. Things they didn't know, he knew. Things he didn't know, that statement would be falsified in a couple of days or so. It wouldn't be a surprise that they wondered why he decided to take up their project instead of just building his own project from scratch, to which the man is totally capable of if he's interested. [color=fff257]"Bah, I'll do this once I finish these triple midterms I have tomorrow."[/color] The same student sighed as he closed the laptop screen. [color=fff257]"I should study for that today. You want to join us Albert?"[/color] [color=ed1c24]"Nah, I have class in a few minutes. I need to leave now if nothing else."[/color] The other student, Albert replied, as he began to pack things up in a hurry. [color=fff257]"That's a shame, how about you Phillip?"[/color] The man in the suit simply gave an apologizing headshake, and a shrug of a shoulder. [color=fff257]"See you then."[/color][hr] And there goes the fun he was expecting in this early morning. Well it was indeed so while it lasted. Unlike the two of these students, Phillip had already finished most of his midterms and assignments, with relative ease. Classes had avoided the day for him, so he had a little too much time in his hand, and too little direction to give him a sense of work and purpose. Maybe perhaps joining a group of people would help him. And he did, but unfortunately they were normal students, with struggles of their own. Should he just go back to dorm? There seemed to be little that he could find enjoyment at right now. But the same could be said with the same sight of the white wall, ceiling and the soft bed. Wasn't the reason that he go out to St Paul today was to enjoy something more than a mind-numbing repetition? A slid of his hands on his pockets, and Phillip's gaze wandered around like a horizontal pendulum, whilst he strode down the St Paul's campus hallway to the courtyard, basking himself in the sunlight as the glory of the new day was finally approaching. Then, through some heaven to earth force, his gaze landed on the gate. The gate leading outside. And his thought back to his old high school: Evergreen. He didn't know what exactly caused him to do so, but it seemed like Evergreen was like the only place that he could find something interesting there. Perhaps a mathematical probability that Evergreen would be the most likely places to have something entertaining. It had been his home for a while before he picked this new one, and since it was so tightly connected, events were very likely to happen there. [color=7ea7d8][I]'Oh well.'[/I][/color] He started walking. Back to then. Along the way, he bought some biscuits to accompany his somewhat uncalming stomach that didn't get enough for breakfast. Once he reached the school ground, however, is when things seem to get a little more interesting. A little. Highest probability indeed. Some of our next generation, one of our 'brightest minds' of our future, had decided to climb a tree at the school courtyard...for some reasons. It didn't seem like valid reasoning though. Look at his laugh. Like what was he even thinking? It drew a crowd, for sure. A small one, but someone. Phillip was standing from afar, his left hand enjoying the biscuit while his right one was fiddling with the phone in his pocket. Should he call the security on this? It may be necessary, or be a waste of time. It didn't seem like a suicidal attempt or anything. But still, someone may get hurt, including the guy on the tree too. [color=7ea7d8][I]'Hmmmmm...'[/I][/color] The scale is somewhat tipping.