Cyberpunk: Become David’s Dad At The Beginning!

This kind of power is extremely exaggerated in this cyberpunk world.

Although there are a large number of machines that can produce thousands of tons.

But after all, those things are just machines and cannot be said to be used on the battlefield.

Take sci-fi...fantasy...Marvel's Spider-Man.

Spiders can lift objects 173 times their own weight.

Spider-Man also has the same proportion of strength. Assuming Spider-Man's weight is 65 kilograms, then the weight he can lift is 11,245 kilograms.

This is only 1.12 tons.

Of course, this kind of data has no reference, because the force of 1.12 tons obviously cannot pull the train.

Thomas nodded quite calmly.

"Yes, the limit is twenty tons, but under normal conditions you may only be able to use ten tons of force."

"You should understand the difference between normal state and overclocked state, right?"

Arthur scratched his head and said: "Ten tons is an exaggeration!"

Thomas slowly closed the computer and said: "Actually, this is not an exaggeration at all, as long as those big companies want to, they can do this at any time.

"But the main reason why it's useless is because their energy storage equipment is not good. Not everyone is as luxurious as you."

Having said this, Thomas looked at the Ark Reactor, which was shining with yellow light on Arthur's chest.

He had wanted to talk about this for a long time.

Why is the Ark Reactor so important? It can even be said to be the black technology of mankind and the future of mankind, installed on a killing machine!

Shouldn't this kind of thing be installed on a space battleship?

No matter how bad it is, it can still be installed on an aircraft carrier!

What does it mean to install it on an exoskeleton?

The income ratio is really too low!

"Don't those big companies plan to research things like nuclear batteries? I think if that thing is mature, it won't be much worse than the Ark reactor, right?"

While Arthur was asking questions, he took out the fist blade and struck the barbell next to him several times. He cut it into pieces and at the same time adapted to the different attack range from the mantis knife.

Although it is slightly shorter than the Mantis Knife, it is still acceptable.

"Yes, there is, but the current technology still cannot miniaturize nuclear batteries. If they are too small and the power cannot keep up, it is really useless."

Thomas explained while watching Arthur make various attacking movements, and suddenly he felt a little envious.

He really wants a big toy like this!

This kind of thing is completely different from prosthetic transformation.

"By the way, can you do it in the entire Ark Reactor? I want to make myself an exoskeleton mecha!"

"As the first engineer of our umbrella company, shouldn't you consider my safety?"

Arthur took back the laser fist blade in his hand, then stood up straight and said: "It's not impossible, but you have to make my dressing platform first! I really don't want to wear this thing myself, it's too much trouble. !"

The expression on Thomas's face suddenly became a little excited, and finally he ran back to the laboratory like the wind.

This is an exoskeleton!

And it’s completely different from the one he made in the cave!

This is the real Iron Man!

Do you know what Iron Man is?

It’s IronMan!!!

As Arthur cooperated with Jarvis to become familiar with the exoskeleton on his body, time passed slowly.

Night has come in the blink of an eye.

In the small Chinatown of Watson District, Delamain slowly woke up from the operating table.

He touched some extra metal contacts and metal stripes on his face, then looked at Lao Wei who was watching the boxing match not far away and said, "Thank you so much, Doctor Victor."

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"Are you awake? Do you feel dizzy, dizzy, or unable to concentrate?"

Victor immediately put his foot down and slid the chair in front of Draman, and began to look at the data after Draman woke up.

"Well, I feel very comfortable without any discomfort. Your medical skills are superb!"

As he spoke, Delamain stood up from the operating table and moved his body.

Victor next to him widened his eyes. (bbda)

The other party had just received brain-computer modification!

To put it bluntly, it means implanting a lot of things into your brain.

Even a strong man should be unable to stand up now. How could he adapt so quickly?

Where did Arthur find this monster?

"Speaking of Dr. Victor, can the big steel cannon transformation surgery that I booked with you be performed today? You have also seen that I am very healthy now [without any discomfort at all]."

Victor's mouth twitched, "You changed so quickly. Are you anxious to go down and chat with the King of Hell?"

Although the other party was extremely talented, Victor still upheld his medical ethics and refused, saying, "No, you might not be able to accept the prosthetic transformation if it's too weird!"

"Whatever time it is, it will be that time. If we follow the plan and deviate from the plan, everything will easily get out of control!"

Delamain blinked his mouth. He felt that he would not be able to go to the Ritz Bar to chat with the ladies in a short time.

Even if Draman is an artificial intelligence, he knows that if a little earthworm like him passes by, the ladies will definitely faint from laughter.

It won’t work without transformation!

Arthur! You have done many evil things!!!

Mann, who was next to him, was still dozing. After hearing the sound, he slowly woke up and then walked up laughing and patted Delamain on the shoulder.

"If you can't go to Lizzy Bar, I'll take you to Afterlife Bar! A man's life is nothing more than smoking and drinking women!"

"If we can't experience women, let's try smoking and drinking first!"

"The best wine will be there in the next life!"

With that said, Mann pulled Delamain towards the Afterlife Bar near Little Chinatown.

Because it was already evening, the Afterlife Bar was still very lively.

Draman sat on the chair neatly, as neatly as a primary school student in school.

In his hand was a glass of Johnny Silverhand that Mann ordered for him.

Delamain had no other feelings about drinking a wine named after his father.

I just think why do some people like drinking? People should drink milk.

"I don't think I've seen you before?"

Just when Delamain was thinking about what the first person who drank milk did to the cow, an old woman suddenly sat next to him.

The other person also held a cup of Johnny Silverhand in his hand, and his eyes were obviously full of curiosity and exploration.

This old woman is Roger.

She was originally assigning tasks to others, but suddenly she felt her heart skip a beat.

There was also a mysterious feeling that enveloped her.

This feeling is extremely familiar, as if a dead ghost who had died in hell has crawled back again.

She searched for a long time and found that this feeling came from this man who was sitting upright.

A woman's sixth sense is sometimes quite accurate, so she leaned over. .