Dr. Stone: New World Part 2

My plan went off without a hitch,

and I'm the last man standing!

Even I can't help but throw my head back

and laugh at my outrageous victory!

Hm?

Huh...?

They formed a line?

And they're all striking the same strange pose.

Fresh footprints.

Hmm.

That noise sounds like the sorcery earring.

No. It's not a living creature.

Just more of their sorcery.

Affect five meters in one second.

Damn. Did Ukyo get it wrong?

Doubtful. Bet you gotta talk up close and personal with it.

Yo! How goes, Ibara? Heh.

It looks like we're the last ones standing, huh, pal?

Time for a boss fight worthy of a demigod.

Science v. Medusa with us as the proxies.

How? How'd you survive?

With sorcery? It must be!

That last beam covered the whole island!

You should be a statue!

No thanks.

I can't turn to stone when there's a petrification weapon

up for grabs.

So if you've got no use for it,

I would be thrilled to take that thing off your hands.

Kingdom of science!

That Oarashi dude has the Medusa!

He's gonna turn the island to stone! Stop him!

Think! How do I evade this?

Trying to get out of range is pointless.

I'd never make it in time.

Wait. I could preemptively stick my thumb in revival fluid.

Best case scenario, my whole body turns to stone,

and I simply go back to my normal, fleshy self

a beat or two later.

But the worst... is that only my thumb would be saved.

No way of knowing what the outcome will be

without experimenting, and if it's the latter,

the digit spared from petrification will rot off,

and that would be that.

Which means my only move is...!

Senku!

I took mental notes and gauged how fast the beam spreads.

That green glow only grows at one speed.

What's this? A flash of insight got you pumped?

Might wanna sit down,

'cause this plan's sickeningly bad!

We all gotta line up, spacing ourselves evenly apart!

What?

If he doesn't have the Medusa, then where could it be?

I just wanna make it to the only safe place!

Minister Ibara said the middle of the island is in the clear!

That guy is the worst!

Let's make the distance the length of the mobile lab!

Okay, so five meters!

Everyone!

Line up single file and do as Chrome says!

Reach out! One hand toward the light!

Soon as your fingers turn to stone,

signal by raising your other hand!

The signals will go up at the same rate,

giving Senku a way to measure the beam's speed

from the back of the pack!

He'll be able to calculate the exact moment

the light will hit him!

About half a second for five meters.

Wind velocity, or rather "beam speed,"

is just under 40 kilometers per hour.

Good gracious!

It's been 3,700 years,

but I remember this feeling like it was yesterday.

Best not ungle-bay this, Senku.

I'm confident that Senku will outsmart the beam

and crack out of his stone form all on his own!

Sure, we're just lifting our hands and giving a signal,

but you've got the brains to take what you see

and time it down to the millisecond

like a human stopwatch!

Here's your data, as precise as possible!

I'm glad we were able to offer you this

in one final act!

Let's beat the crap out of this damn beam!

If we don't, I'll beat the crap outta you, Senku!

Using the least squares method,

the light's speed is 36 kilometers per hour,

so it'll reach me in 5.5 seconds.

Tossing it high gives me more room for error,

but if I miss, we're screwed.

Three meters high sounds doable.

Weight is 300 grams, while drag force is .21,

with a gravitational acceleration

at 9.8 meters per second squared.

If I throw at a rate of 33 kilometers per hour,

it'll reach the three-meter apex in .72 seconds.

And once it's in free fall, it'll douse me in...

...1.8 seconds.

So my job boils down to waiting exactly four seconds,

then lobbing this revival fluid three meters into the air.

Too soon and I'll get doused before I'm stone.

Too late and I'll be rock solid before I toss it.

Since one mistake means death, this calls for a countdown

that's ten billion percent accurate.

One. Two...

Luckily, I've got a ridiculous 3,700 years' worth

of mind-numbing practice under my belt.

Just as I thought.

The revival effect stops the petrification process

in its tracks.

Any body part submerged in the fluid

would be safe from Medusa's power.

I bet just soaking my thumb would've ended poorly.

Which means, the only surefire way to avoid petrification

is to dive into a pool of revival fluid.

Heh. Except swimming in nitric acid

is pretty bad for your health, too.

Crap! Ibara's already here!

I'll set a trap, kingdom of science style.

Hmm.

Hm?

How? How'd you survive?

With sorcery? It must be!

That last beam covered the whole island!

You should be a statue!

Yeah, no. Maybe I would be if I wasn't a scientist.

And you've got hyper-tech dangling in front of my face

like a freakin' carrot.

You better believe I'm gonna get excited about it.

Oh, I nearly forgot.

Since I had some time to kill waiting for your ass,

I took the liberty of crafting

some cutting-edge technology of my own,

the likes of which Google and Toyota

were once working round the clock to develop.

May I present the rebirth of the self-driving car!

Huh?

Rube Goldberg would give this machine two thumbs up.

Oh. Duh.

You wouldn't know since you aren't from the 21st century,

but here's a tip.

Playing in traffic is very dangerous,

so don't make it a habit.

This boss fight isn't a battle of strength.

The victor will be determined....

...by whoever has the Medusa at the end!

I win!