Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

"The neural interface technology has been recycled - the Rhino armor will be assembled soon. Thank you for the energy you provided."

"Yes, let you see the cooperation between ground and air weapons. Osborn's original creation."

Norman hung up the phone--

The recycling of Dr. Otto's research went through a long process. Under normal circumstances, it would probably take more than half a year to complete these processes.

But with the mutual help of club members, Norman completed the entire process in less than two days.

And now, he's targeting another scientist: Adrian Toombs.

This is a true master in the field of electronic engineering, and he is very old--

With multiple patents and inventions in hand, he should have become a millionaire, at least not short of money.

But this doctor has a problem: since he was a child, he has dreamed of flying in the sky like a birdman - not like flying in an airplane, but getting wings on himself and then flying.

This was his secret, but because he was short of money, he took on many jobs, one of which was the Osborne Group's municipal power grid project.

After many cooperations, he showed Norman this machine:

A kind of single armor that allows people to let go of their hands and feet and fly in the sky.

Norman fell in love with this equipment at first sight. It was simply a natural piece of equipment for individual soldiers.

Toomes looked at the American soldiers and agents in front of his house, as well as Norman walking at the front, and was stunned.

"Norman? What is this for?"

"I'm sorry Dr. Toombs, can you go in and talk?"

Adrian was a little uneasy, but he didn't want to face the dark and green group of guys outside the door.

So the two of them entered the room, and Norman sighed first, as if he was brewing emotions and sentences.

"Dr. Toombs, you know the country is at war right now, right?"

"So?" Toombs just finished speaking, his face changed as if he thought of something, "My invention is not a military weapon, what do you want to do?"

"But he has the potential to be a military weapon, and I'm sorry, old friend, but duty calls.

This is not a bad thing. Aren’t you short of funds? The military will fully sponsor your research, and we also have new technologies that can help you solve the final problems with the machine.

And it’s been tested! It works! "

"No, no, no - Norman, I thought of you as a friend, so I shared this secret with you, but you sold me out?!"

The old man, who was over sixty years old, asked angrily, his wrinkled brows almost bunched up in anger.

He was a brilliant scientist and dreamer, and he knew the potential of his inventions.

But he just wanted to put on this machine and fly freely, not use it to fight.

Norman is a very approachable entrepreneur. He can understand people's hearts and gain trust——

Trusting the devil comes with a price, and now is the time Toomes pays it.

"This is not a sale! Look outside, our country is at war! Our boys are dying on the battlefield, the economy at home is in recession, and terrorism is rampant in the world."

"Enough! I'm not a kid!" Toomes blew his beard, pointed at Norman and yelled, "You son of a bitch, I thought you were an inventor like me? But now you want to steal my invention? fight?!"

Norman's expression quickly turned cold: "No matter what, the country has decided, you can either hand it over and join the project team to contribute to the war cause.

Or, the soldiers outside will take you to jail now - you can't afford the crime of secretly developing war weapons! "

Unlike the lizard potion, Tums' research didn't even have a reporting process. It was purely underground research.

interest? By the time Norman gets the thing, it will no longer be a hobby, but a crime of dangerous experimentation.

It feels good to have power - Norman thought that he could get whatever he wanted directly by just saying hello to the club.

After finishing speaking, he said into the intercom: "Start searching."

boom!

The door was violently broken open, and Nick Fury led a group of agents to take control of the scene.

Toomes' face turned red - he wanted to say something, but saw an agent had already raised his gun.

"So you chose to take a nap and then found yourself in prison - Dr. Toombs, I'm so sorry, but you will never fly in the sky for the rest of your life."

"enough!"

Toomes stood there and yelled, and Norman stretched out his hand to stop the agent who was about to shoot.

".But I can't solve the final problem with the machine."

"Don't worry, I can solve it." Norman was overjoyed and motioned to the soldiers to carry the things in.

With the data from the scorpions, Norman felt he could better adjust the balance between active biomonitoring devices and the human body.

Everything was in the basement, and Norman expertly reached the code door and plugged in some kind of cracking device.

This thing broke through the safety lock set by Adrian in an instant, and Norman sighed - there is someone above him who is really awesome.

And Adrian only felt humiliated.

Norman took the stuff to the basement and saw the device.

Like Adrian said, this is a lightweight device designed to allow people to fly in the sky like a bird rather than operate it from a cockpit.

So of course - people don't have wings, how can they control their wings?

It’s time to reach the stage of technology integration again.

Norman connected the equipment he brought to Adrian's equipment.

"Dr. Toombs, you will be glad you made this choice - we do have the technology to allow you to sense wings."

"Brain-computer interface?" Dr. Toombs could see the components Norman added to the armor at a glance.

"Yes, the brain-computer interface is directly linked to the nerves, allowing you to feel your own wings. Think about it, the strong wind hits your wings and sends you straight up into the sky.

Only Osborne Group has this technology! You get to enjoy it now. "

"But humans don't have wings. Even if they are connected to the nervous system, how can they learn to control them?"

"Well, a heroic experimental subject has already provided us with perfect data."

Dr. Otto believed that AI should be used as a medium to control the suit, so the Scorpion suit also followed this design.

The unlucky guy stuck inside was almost forced by the AI ​​to complete the operation, and his mind and AI competed for control of his body.

His senses were all distorted under the control of biological monitoring and manipulated to complete certain actions.

Of course, this system is not good enough - strong external impact will still cause him to lose his main target.

Norman began to change the design - now it can increase people's autonomy in operating the armor, while also reducing the injection of genetically modified drugs and adjusting the extent of hormone control.

At the same time, the weapon system was added. Not only that, in order to carry more weapons, he also put a turbine power device designed by himself--

"This is an exclusive invention of the Osborne Group. I designed it myself. It is equipped with biomechanical wings. It is faster and stronger.

It was originally intended to be installed on another piece of equipment, but I didn’t expect you to use it first. You’re welcome, Doctor. "

Adrian could clearly understand all the processes, and even assisted Norman in transforming the wings.

The more he looked, the more panic he became——

Because this way of connecting to the body is too dangerous.

".How do you know this is okay?"

"Of course I tried."

The mechanical wing was put into the equipment brought by Norman for immediate modification. Soon, Adrian's once light and soft biomechanical wing turned into a deadly blade shining with the cold light of steel.

Turbine devices were added to the wings on both sides, and the lightweight suit was expanded to cover the whole body, with micro missiles and grenade launchers on the back.

The dream machine that flew into the sky gradually turned into a ruthless and cold machine in Adrian's eyes--

Whether they are machines flying into the sky or machines traveling across the sea, when they are attached to the cold steel structures brought by Norman, they all become another kind of machine:

Killing machine.

"Uh! Uh--!"

A young man was pushed into the basement and glanced at everything in the room in horror. Adrian instantly understood what Norman meant by "tried".

“Our brave volunteers, refugees from a poor place in Latvia, participated in an experiment to obtain a US green card.

Come and take a picture——"

".What happened to the previous subject?"

"Oh, there was a small accident in the experiment, but the country will arrange a grand funeral for him and appreciate his contribution to the United States. I heard that there will also be a medal."

The soldiers took out their cameras, but the man tied to the bed was extremely angry - it seemed that what Norman said was not the truth at all.

The young man was slowly placed on the transformation warehouse. His anger was controlled by the cold machinery, and people seemed so insignificant in front of the machinery.

Adrian stared blankly at the small underground studio where he had worked day and night.

He has dreamed of the scene in which the device was successfully developed countless times: in that scene, he happily put on the suit and soared in the sky with waving wings.

People admired him and then joined him in enjoying the shock and excitement of combining technology with his childhood dreams.

The beautiful scenery thousands of miles high in the sky.

But now, this device will kill a living young man, the same age as he was when he first entered the workforce and was full of energy.

The young man will be trapped by the machine, the sharp wings will cut the throat of the victim, missiles and machine guns will be sprinkled on the panicked people, and the blood will dye the blue sky red.

It was his invention and his sin.

Adrian, who was over sixty years old, suddenly pushed aside the agents, squeezed into the operating table, and shouted at them like he was crazy:

"This is my invention!"

"Put it on me!"

Phew!

The scalpel cut open his body.

The people next to him were shocked, including Norman, but he quickly calmed down.

"Anyway, I've got the stuff. If he wants to try it, let him try it."