From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

"How could he be injured like this? Or that kid just now?"

Mo Dexian looked at Hamt who was carried over again, and finally couldn't help showing a trace of surprise on his face.

Although the whole body transformation he just performed on Hamt was not particularly painstaking, it was considered normal, and the effect was definitely much better than that of an ordinary prosthetic doctor.

In theory, it should be easy to defeat a cyber modifier with a whole body of low-level prosthetics, even if it was purely based on performance.

As a result, it turned out that it was Hamt who came back lying down.

Somewhat surprised, he carefully checked the injuries on Hamt's body, and his face was even more shocked and puzzled.

This level of injury is not the power that a normal low-level prosthetic can exert.

"That kid has been transformed twice again?"

He frowned and looked at Hamt.

You know, Miller's previous transformations were all parts taken from his shop.

Add some special combat systems...

At the referee's order, the ring boxing match in the iron cage was about to start.

It was already late at night.

At first, some people said that he was not cut out to be an engineer, but what happened?

I am… still inferior to a fledgling cyborg doctor?

“I will give you double the money!”

In his life, the thing he couldn’t bear to hear the most was people saying he was not good enough.

“Mr. Lin, I am Miller. Just as you said, Hamut couldn’t wait to find me again today…”

Naturally, because the people who were active there were basically night owls, there was enough traffic in the afternoon and evening, but the morning was very deserted.

“What a big talk, a guy who lost two games in a row!”

Therefore, he was serious this time.

“Let’s go, there should be no good show to watch today.”

Although he was angry, he still had to make money, and he couldn’t lose money.

Winning two games in a row had given him enough confidence.

When he arrived, the boxing match between the two had just started.

After all, the young man who had transformed the kid named Miller before didn’t look very old.

Hamut, whose entire body seemed to have expanded a lot, rushed forward ferociously as soon as the referee's voice fell.

As for why it was in the afternoon.

If this matter were to be spread out, he would lose to a young boy and lose all his face.

Judging from the severity of Hamut's injuries, the opponent's prosthetic kinetic energy is simply ridiculous, far beyond the scope of F-class prosthetics.

Miller also sneered and rushed forward.

"No! It's the same as before!"

Although the transformation of Hamut was just a casual transaction, it was his own work after all.

Of course, he knew very well what parts he had here. Basically, they were some low-end goods, and the highest was no more than F-class.

"Money is not a problem. I have money now. Give me the best prosthesis."

Hamt was a little irritable and gnashing his teeth at this moment, saying:

"Old Mo, can you do it? We agreed to surpass that kid before, but the performance of your transformation is far worse than that of the other party!"

Hamt wanted to save face, so he naturally couldn't go to Miller in the cold and deserted morning when there were basically no spectators.

Mo Dexian glared and dragged Hamt directly to the operating table.

"BOXING!"

Hamt, who was funded by the mysterious man, was very confident in money. He said hatefully: "But let's be honest. If you can't do it this time, return all the money you received before."

He felt embarrassed after losing to others again and again.

It just so happened that he also needed to go back to make some preparations and further enhance Miller to ensure that everything was foolproof.

He went home and had a peaceful night.

The next day, in the afternoon, Lin Yu, who received the news from Miller, immediately went to the black market with Alena.

"I can't do it?"

When Mo Dexian was busy with the modification, Lin Yu didn't stay in this black market any longer.

After Mo Dexian finished modifying Hamut, it would probably be tomorrow before he found Miller.

Just modify it yourself.

"I'm going to tear you apart alive!"

Mo Dexian's eyes widened when he heard this.

"You don't ask if I can do it, but if you have enough money!"

Using ready-made low-level prosthesis is just to save trouble. He can make mechanical arms and the like at any time, and they are more than F-level.

Bang!

The two of them didn't dodge or evade, and the mechanical iron fists collided with each other.

Probably because Lin Yu had only used the low-level prosthesis and parts in the clinic before, Mo Dexian didn't use any high-level stuff for Hamut's modification this time.

But on this basis, he also showed his full ability.

In addition, the body size is indeed several times larger, so the output is naturally more sufficient.

So as soon as he came into contact, Miller suffered a little loss and retreated several steps with a muffled groan.

But his combat experience was not bad. He knew that he could not win in a head-on fight, so he immediately started a swimming fight.

Hamut was powerful, but Miller was more flexible. In a short period of time, neither of them could do anything to the other.

"Old man Mo is here too, over there."

While the two of them were fighting for a while, Alena patted Lin Yu and pointed to the other side of the ring.

"This means that the fish has been hooked."

Lin Yu chuckled, turned his head slightly and talked to Alena, then straightened his posture, raised his hand and greeted the other side.

Mo Dexian also looked over as if he had noticed something.

Or he should have noticed Lin Yu a long time ago.

After all, he came here at this time with some intention of competing, so he had to find the person involved first.

However, he was aloof and eccentric, so he was not in as good a mood as Lin Yu. After their eyes met, he looked away.

He seemed to be a little angry.

"This old man..."

Lin Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw him.

He felt that there should be a lot of topics between this old man Mo and Mr. Zhang.

If the other party didn't want to communicate, then he would continue to watch the game.

After Miller and Hamt fought for a while, Hamt, who had lost two games in a row, couldn't stand it anymore and began to use his trump card to seek a breakthrough.

Boom!

His whole body was just like a fighting game's 'explosion', with multiple closed fish gill-like hidden nozzles all over his body, stirring up turbulent airflow all over his body.

With these turbulent airflows, his every move became faster and faster.

The strength of his limbs also became more powerful.

The punching power increased sharply, and the jump became lighter.

"What a wonderful airway arrangement..."

Lin Yu's eyes lit up after seeing it.

In fact, the design of Old Man Mo is no different from the vector propulsion system built with ion thrusters or chemical thrusters.

Simply put, it is to use the propulsion system to enhance strength and mobility.

For example, when punching, the gill-like vector nozzles on the mechanical arm open and close, and a large number of carefully designed nozzles can give the arm stronger explosive power.

But what Old Man Mo used was not the high-end goods like micro-ion thrusters.

He also used low-level prosthesis.

To be precise, this old man and him are on the same path, both of them are modifying people as mechas.

After all, the two are essentially mecha engineers, not serious prosthetic doctors.

The vector propulsion system designed by Old Man Mo uses the most basic but also the most mature jet propulsion system.

That is, air is used as the medium to generate thrust through jets.

This old man completely treated Hamut as a large jet engine. Through the careful arrangement of airways and nozzles, the whole body absorbs airflow and sprays it out along the force-generating part. The overall design is very clever.

This is no better than the ion propulsion system, and it is even more troublesome.

But being able to achieve this level with low-level components and ordinary prostheses is enough to prove the strength of Mo Dexian's technology.

"Humph!"

Mo Dexian also looked over at this time, looked at Lin Yu, snorted again, turned his head and continued to look at the ring.

That look seemed to say: "See, kid, this is my level, learn from it."

"The good show has just begun, you are too happy too early."

Lin Yu smiled lightly, not annoyed, and also watched the battle quietly.

With Hamut's explosion, Miller naturally fell into a disadvantage instantly.

The original slight flexibility advantage was not enough in front of the opponent's disguised increase in strength and speed, and was directly crushed and fled in embarrassment.

If it was a normal fight, he could still fight and retreat, but Hamut's burst consumed a lot of energy and would definitely not last long.

But this was a ring match, and leaving the ring meant losing.

Not to mention that the entire ring was covered by a huge metal cage to prevent the contestants from escaping.

This was a black boxing match, and the organizer wanted blood and violence.

Therefore, Miller was soon forced into a dead end with no way to escape.

"I'm going to tear you apart bit by bit."

With victory in sight, Hamut slowed down his pace, kneaded his fists, and approached bit by bit with a grin.

However, Mo Dexian had carefully designed a trump card for him.

How could Lin Yu not have designed one for Miller?

Chi!

There was only a violent jet sound, and even the sound of the airflow surging from Hamut's body was completely covered.

Along with this sound, there was a surging white mist gushing out from all over Miller's body.

The white mist rolled endlessly and expanded rapidly. It covered a corner of the cage in an instant and quickly spread to the entire ring.

And Miller was naturally submerged in the rolling mist.

To some extent, Lin Yu and Mo Dexian had the same idea.

However, Miller was equipped with a smoke screen system, which atomized part of the coolant and even the waste body fluid into steam mixed with some special powders, which gushed out from his body, thus forming a fog that interfered with vision.

In essence, it was no different from the smoke bomb or the smoke screen system of some land combat vehicles.

Because the mecha relies more on its own detection equipment for early warning and avoidance, the smoke screen system has more disadvantages than advantages.

But Lin Yu felt that it was very suitable for the Cyber ​​​​Transformer.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the smoke was about to fill the whole arena, Hamut rushed to Miller's location based on the position he just remembered.

Unfortunately, Miller moved his position as soon as he released the smoke screen, so Hamut could only rush in vain.

He did not rush to fight back, but waited patiently for the smoke to spread and completely cover the entire ring.

The airflow gushing from Hamut's body could barely blow away some of it, but it could only maintain a very small range around him.

Specialized smoke screens are not as easy to dispel as ordinary fog.

Being shrouded in this large-scale fog, you will instantly become blind.

Not only the sight, but also a series of detection equipment such as infrared and laser will be affected.

And Miller, as the creator of the smoke screen, certainly cannot be trapped in his own trap.

Lin Yu specially designed a sound positioning system and ultrasonic detection system for him.

It is very simple to locate the sound by listening to it. Anyone who has worn headphones knows that headphones can simulate the distance and even the direction of the sound very early.

The principle is not difficult either. The human brain itself has this function. Through binaural positioning, the two ears are in different positions, and the sound heard is different in size and distance. The cross-positioning is the location of the sound source.

The principle of headphones is to control the volume of the two ears in reverse. The location of the sound by listening to it is the same. It locates according to the volume and then uses the electronic device to mark and display.

Of course, the location of the sound by listening to it is mainly used for long-distance targets and targets blocked by obstacles.

At close range, it is enough to use sound wave detection directly.

As for ultrasonic detection... there should be no need to explain it at all.

The pair of smart glasses like Inuit snow goggles that Lin Yu gave him are mainly used to match these two functions.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

As soon as the smoke screen came out, the situation on the field was reversed again in an instant.

Miller seemed to have become a predator in the fog, appearing and disappearing in the smoke screen, sometimes going around behind, sometimes around in front.

Once the flaw and opportunity are seized, it will be a righteous backstab.

Hamut was overwhelmed and unable to defend himself, and was repeatedly injured.

He wanted to fight back, but he had no idea how to start looking at the vast fog around him.

Miller would retreat into the smoke immediately after launching a strike, regardless of whether it was successful or not.

No matter how angry Hamut pursued, he could only punch the air when he lost his vision.

In such a closed environment, the smoke screen can last for a very long time.

At least a few minutes is more than enough.

Moreover, the mechanical arm modified by Lin Yu with reference to the Yinbing armor is not an ordinary product.

Hamut can take advantage of his body shape and jet propulsion system, but it is impossible to open up a huge gap.

Miller, who was specially designed to fight in the fog, has a complete geographical advantage under the smoke screen, which is more than enough to make up for this gap.

Therefore, there is no suspense in the final outcome.

When the fog gradually dissipated, the situation in the field was finally revealed to many spectators.

Miller stood in the center of the ring, his expression calm. He only smiled and raised one hand after seeing Lin Yu.

Under his feet, Hamut was no longer in human form.

"Oh!"

"Iron Hand Miller! Iron Hand Miller!"

Cheers rang out from the audience.

"It seems that I still won."

Lin Yu also looked in the direction of Old Man Mo at this moment, with a bright smile on his face.

It was full of sarcasm.

But this was the effect he wanted.

Old Man Mo was so angry that his face turned black.

He didn't even have time to snort coldly, and walked out of the arena with a wave of his sleeves.

His back inexplicably felt ashamed.

"When people get old, they have bad tempers. I haven't used the new things I prepared yet."

Seeing this, Lin Yu had to shrug his shoulders and walked down the audience stand to meet Miller.

The outcome of this game can only be said to be completely expected.

After all, he was not idle yesterday and this morning.

When Mo Dexian upgraded Hamut, he also prepared two new trump cards for Miller.

One of them was purely software-related, and Miao Xiaomiao worked overnight and had already installed it for Miller before he went on stage.

The other one only required a few minor changes to the hardware, and it would be done later.