Infinite Metaverse

Fu Qinghai was sitting on an ergonomic chair, with a shadowless lamp above his head, and a large metal experiment table in front of him. The table was densely packed with mechanical materials, and he was surrounded by two precision CNC machine tools on the left and right.

Fu Qinghai had a pair of yellow transparent protective glasses on his tall nose, and was lowering his head to concentrate on cutting the remains of a ghost scarab with a miniature welding torch.

He has already passed the remains of the three ghost scarabs on various analytical and testing instruments in the laboratory. The mass density, internal structure, radioactivity, etc., the three ghost scarabs were damaged by the lightsaber to varying degrees. There are differences, Fu Qinghai took the most severely damaged one to do the dismantling test first.

Failed.

Fu Qinghai failed to fully reproduce the glyphs and circuit patterns that were inscribed in the scarab's body.

But I got a small pile of living metal, which is also a rare alloy material.

He only reproduced 32%.

Fu Qinghai turned on the monitor on the side, which was connected to a small supercomputer in the laboratory, but Fu Qinghai did not intend to perform data calculations on this small supercomputer, because it would leave data traces, and space Fu Qinghai didn't intend to share the Necromancer's technology with Hammer Industries, he just wanted to play a song and listen to it.

Fu Qinghai put on the earphones, leaned back on the back of the chair, relaxed his body, and the "Tony Stark electronic soul backup" in his brain was running and analyzing crazily.

A vast sea of ​​data and information kept flashing through Fu Qinghai's mind. According to the analysis of the 32% circuit pattern, this seems to be a low-level control protocol.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is consistent with the setting of Necrons that he knows.

Necrons continued the class distinction of Necrophobic society, but they were different from when they were living beings. After transforming into Necrons, various levels of control agreements at different levels constituted the cornerstone of Necrons maintaining their huge dynasty.

The emperor controls the overlord, the overlord controls the lord, and the lord controls the technicians and soldiers, and below that are the necromancer warriors and ghost constructs without personality consciousness.

Before the King of Silence, Szarak, destroys the master control agreement, all the Pope will be under the control of the Trinity Council.

If... This means that if Fu Qinghai can crack the control protocol of the Scarab, theoretically, he can have the most buggy ability of the Necrons—mass-energy conversion.

This is not just as simple as turning matter into energy, and then turning energy into matter.

Anyone with a little common sense in modern industrial manufacturing knows that the mainstream of industrial manufacturing on earth is subtractive manufacturing. Even in the human empire forty thousand years later, the mainstream of industrial manufacturing is still subtractive manufacturing.

That is to say, first take out a cast metal ingot, and then put it into various precision machine tools, cutting, drilling, hollowing out, stretching, twisting, extending, etc... It is processed into a series of parts and then assembled together .

In this process, the material changes from more to less, so it is called subtractive manufacturing.

Why every time a 3D printer makes a little technological breakthrough, it can trigger a frenzy in the industry.

Because the shape of industrial parts that can be processed by subtractive manufacturing is always limited.

The additive manufacturing represented by 3D printing technology is not this process, but directly accumulates materials from scratch, but the strength of materials produced by 3D printing is far from being comparable to that of traditional subtractive manufacturing.

And the Necrons, thanks to their core technology-living metal and mass-energy conversion, have realized additive manufacturing in the entire industrial process.

Therefore, all the Necronomicon creations that Fu Qinghai and Hu Xian saw inside and outside the tomb were all seamlessly integrated, without any gaps in stitching.

Of course, even without additive manufacturing, mass-energy conversion is enough of a bug.

Fu Qinghai picked up the remains of the second ghost scarab.

Start trying to disassemble the replica.

The 32% in the head became 56%.

Failed again.

There is no next time.

Because there was only the last ghost scarab left, it was impossible for Fu Qinghai to dismantle it, so even if the low-level control protocol was finally cracked, there would be no ghost scarab in his hand.

"Huh..." Fu Qinghai let out a foul breath, leaned back on the chair again, folded his hands on his chest, and meditated.

After thinking about it, Fu Qinghai decided to change his thinking, the thinking of the Mechanicus.

Instead of trying to crack the low-level control protocol, take this less-damaged ghost scarab as a kind of STC template, a black-box production line, try to repair it, at least part of its functions, and then use It mass-produces living metal.

I don't understand the principle, but I can use it first.

Fu Qinghai used a micro-circuit torch and a probe to try to repair the damaged circuits and glyphs in the ghost scarab.

This is not as simple as soldering on the circuit board. The circuit in the scarab's body is three-dimensional. Fu Qinghai is operating it with bare hands at the moment, which is a test of his hand-eye coordination.

Fortunately, he still has force perception, a sense that transcends the five senses.

The long night passed quietly.

...

In the early morning of the next day, the whistle of a cruise ship was heard from a distance on the pier by the sea.

Fu Qinghai woke up suddenly from the experiment table.

Fu Qinghai raised the small Casio cube on his wrist and saw that 14 hours had passed.

Fu Qinghai plunged headlong into the three-dimensional circuit diagram inside the scarab's body, and stuck there for 14 hours in one breath.

Fu Qinghai straightened up, suppressed his excitement, his hands trembling slightly, picked up the ghost scarab, and put it on a pile of debris that Fu Qinghai had dismantled into living metal fragments.

The head of this ghost scarab has been chopped off by the lightsaber, leaving only one third, and the row of mechanical claws under it are motionless.

Still no response...Fu Qinghai frowned.

Suddenly, two sharp mechanical claws of the Underworld Scarab scratched, and a faint green light appeared from the gap between the joints of the metal beetle, and a small amount of living metal disappeared.

It's done!

Fu Qinghai was overjoyed.

It's finally done!

Fu Qinghai hastily connected countless dense cables to the severely disabled scarab.

The other end of the cable is connected to a small supercomputer in the laboratory.

There is no way, Fu Qinghai can indeed model directly in his mind, but he has not obtained the right to control the control protocol, and he cannot directly convert his brainwaves into electrical signals for the Scarab to receive.

The ghost scarab began to slowly absorb the transformation material to provide energy for itself.

Fu Qinghai put his head in his hands and lay on his back on the seat back.

The first step has been completed, so the next step is to start imagining your own power armor.

Suddenly, Fu Qinghai moved his ears and heard a voice from outside the small building.

Fu Qinghai allowed the crippled scarab to lie on the table and continue to switch slowly, while he got up and walked out of the laboratory.

Outside the small building, Fu Qinghai saw Nathan Lemon, who was directing several workers in Hammer Industrial uniforms to push a huge machine into the large warehouse attached to the small building.

Fu Qinghai slapped his head and remembered that Nathan Lemon said the day before yesterday that the equipment and raw materials Fu Qinghai needed would be delivered one after another today.

Nathan Lemon was also taken aback when he saw Fu Qinghai. He didn't pay attention to the Hummer parked on the other side of the small building after he got off the boat. After Fu Qinghai used his skilled driving skills to get rid of the stalking of the Hammer Industrial employees in the urban area yesterday, he didn't know what to do. Unexpectedly, it appeared in the laboratory early this morning.

Nathan Lemon looked up and down at Fu Qinghai in surprise, and said:

"Mr. Quentin, you...how did you get smaller?"

Fu Qinghai, who used to be 2.5 meters tall, is now only 1.9 meters tall.

Fu Qinghai shrugged and said:

"Henry Hank Pym, do you know? The technology of Pym Technology was stolen by the CIA and copied by me. As long as you cooperate with my research, it will be provided to Hammer Industries."

Nathan Lemon's eyes shone slightly when he heard that.

He had also heard about Dr. Pym's Ant-Man uniform, but later both Ant-Man and the Wasp disappeared, and Pym's particles were also missing. He didn't expect Fu Qinghai to be able to replicate this magical particle.

Fu Qinghai patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the worker who was carrying the machine and asked:

"Is this what I want?"

Nathan Lemon nodded: "That's right, there will be a few more batches that will be delivered one after another."

Fu Qinghai thought to himself that the whistle of the cruise ship that he heard in the morning might be the ship used to transport the goods, and Hanmer Industries might have collected experimental equipment for himself from overseas.

Letting Nathan Lemon and others carry it, Fu Qinghai returned to the top floor of the laboratory.

Sit back on the chair and continue the train of thought just now.

Imagine the power armor you're about to build.

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