Suddenly, Max interjected.
Max: Yeah, so..... Ken?
The obvious question. What was Max's highest speed? After all, it was the whole reason he'd started this in the first place.
Ken: Absolutely.
A blue holographic screen appeared from Ken's eyes, showing a video of Max moving at super speed but in super slow motion.
Max: Woah...
The rest of them came together to view it all at once.
Rose: That's.. Max?
Ken: Yes.
The video showed Max running at a speed that one would consider to be normal.
Ken: As you can see here, to capture Max in this frame rate, I had to slow it down significantly.
Tiffany: How significantly?
Ken: It took a factor of about.... 29.
Rose: Oh my gosh!
Luke: Yeah, that's really fast.
Max simply kept being proud of himself, smirking all the while.
Tiffany: I see. (thinking: That's good news.)
Ken: On top of that, towards the final stretch, Max's final speed just so happened to be...
Towards the end of his sentence, Max suddenly started paying close attention.
Ken: .... 570 kmh.
Rose: Woah!
Luke: Huh!
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But their reactions were cut short by Max's sudden celebration.
Max: Oh yeah!
Ken, Luke, Rose and Tiffany: Huh?
Max: New personal best!
Ken: Personal best?
Max: Yeah. The last time I calculated it, I could only make it to 517. That was about a month ago.
Ken: I see....
Rose: Hmmm. Is something wrong, Ken?
Ken: No. But that would mean that Max's top speed will keep increasing as he grows older.
Luke: Hmph. Well, that just means he'll keep getting stronger.
Ken: Affirmative.
Max: Yeah, I'm awesome. Hmph.
Tiffany: (sighs) Anyway... Ken?
Ken: Yes, your ladyship?
Tiffany: You said you were going to do more than calculate his top speed.
For one to understand Ken's thought process, one would have to understand the mind of one who loves science and also the mind of Kenneth Stone.
Scientific minds are rarely satisfied with simply one-word or one-sentence answers.
A good example would be, where do chicken come from?
A not very scientific mind would simply say, "Eggs hatch into chicks which grow into chicken." And another not so scientific mind would simply accept this answer, perhaps with a bit of evidence here and there in form of videos or live evidence.
A scientific mind, however, would want to look into the process in and of itself and ask questions that some wouldn't have even thought of asking.
Say, for example, "How does the chick develop in the egg?"
"How does it survive in there without what seems to be air?"
"How does it break out?"
Such questions are what one who has a scientific mind tends to ask.
And Ken... was one such person.
The obvious question was, "How fast in Maximillian Hunter at his best?"
But Ken wanted to take things a step further.
In his own glee at the realisation of a scientific discovery, which in reality could simply be referred to as a greater understanding of what was around him, he smirked to himself before starting.
Ken: Absolutely, and I did.
He started by showing them all a video of Max's start.
Ken: This is Max's starting speed.
He played the video.
That, on its own, meant almost nothing to any of them, as he showed it to them in slow motion.
They all simply watched as it showed Max simply break into a sprint from the start.
Ken: Now, I'll play that again, but I want you all to take a look at the bottom right hand of the screen, where I've calculated the degree to which I had to slow it down to make it look like he was running at that speed as well as the time that had passed.
A perplexing point, considering that he'd already told them the factor by which Max had out paced a normal human.
Ken played it once again. This time, the time elapsed, and the "slow mo factor" were clearly visible on the holographic screen.
They all watched intently as the video began, focusing on those two numbers.
The amount by which the numbers increased would have shocked just about anyone who had a conceptual understanding of acceleration, speed, and time.
Ken: As you can clearly see, those numbers are exceptional.