Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Chapter 301

New York, Brooklyn, Black Snake Gang.

"Have you heard that a new batch of high-end goods has recently arrived!" Tom said mysteriously.

"What high-end goods? Candy? Number four? Or diamonds?"

"No." Tom shook his head and lowered his voice: "Do you know the gospel plan?"

"You know, isn't it just a company that produces prosthetics? It looks good, but what does it have to do with us?"

"It is said that the Gospel Project produces not only ordinary prostheses, but also military-grade prostheses, just like those in movies and games!"

"Huh?!" After hearing this, several gangsters from the Black Snake Gang suddenly became interested: "It's the same as the one in the movie? Is that called a prosthetic limb?"

"What do you call him?" Tom said: "Anyway, the people in the Gospel Project insist that it is a prosthetic limb, a prosthetic limb used to assist people in normal life!"

"But even if it's a military-grade prosthetic limb, isn't it still a prosthetic limb?" Some gangsters obviously didn't get rid of the shackles of the word 'prosthetic limb', and their minds were still confused, until Tom said: "You're stupid! They say it's a prosthetic limb just for convenience.

Selling, in fact, isn’t that just like those weapons!”

"That's not necessarily true, right?" A gangster said, "And what if it's very strong? Do we have to chop off our hands and legs to install one? That would be too costly!"

You say it without meaning, but you listen with intention.

Prosthetic Legs Johnny, who was sitting aside and listening silently, suddenly moved his brows. Suddenly, he felt that he seemed to have discovered the reason why the Gospel Project firmly declared that military-grade prostheses were just a kind of prosthetic limbs.

To cover up its own greater purpose!

At night, the well-informed Johnny sneaked into an abandoned sewer. After passing through the rusty-looking door, what appeared in his eyes was a sanitary-looking room and a man: "Come here."

What to do?"

"Buy a prosthetic leg."

The man looked Johnny up and down: "It doesn't look like you are a person in need of prosthetic limbs?"

"But this doesn't prevent me from understanding the function of the prosthetic limb in advance, right?" Johnny asked back: "I'm very interested in your military-grade prosthetic limb."

As if some keyword was triggered, the man smiled: "I see, then, please come with me."

With a gentle tap of the man's foot, a new entrance suddenly opened on the flat wall not far away. Walking into it, Johnny thought he had entered the future world in a daze.

He looked at the dazzling array of various technological prosthetics, and his thoughts stopped for a moment: "Are these all?"

"Of course." The man smiled: "All of these are military prosthetics, such as this Winter Soldier-3. This prosthetic can greatly increase a person's arm strength. After wearing it, a punch can easily hit 500 kilograms.

strength, and the metal construction can withstand conventional bullet fire.

Its only disadvantage is that it requires adaptive enhancement of the half-chest area, so the whole process requires a lot of money."

"However, we also have a prosthetic limb called the King of Fighters-3. It does not require adaptive modification, so the maximum punching strength is about 700 kilograms. At the same time, there are empty slots inside, which can be modified with cold weapons or firearms."

"In addition, we also have different types of prostheses such as hand prostheses, leg prostheses, and joint prostheses. If you have any needs, you can talk to me."

The more he listened to the man demonstrate the functions of the heavy prosthetics, the more Johnny felt his throat dry: "I, I only have nine thousand four hundred dollars, is there anything I can afford here?"

"Of course!" The man did not laugh at him, but asked in detail: "With a price of 9,400, we have to remove some large-part prostheses, and the rest are mostly single-part prostheses such as palms and soles."

The gap between the front and back made Johnny look a little disappointed: "Is that all?"

"Their functions are also powerful enough." The man chuckled: "For example, this gun-B3 is completely made of bionic shell and has an excitation structure inside. It can fire bullets as powerful as a rifle. The structure is sturdy and durable. It only needs

Seven thousand five hundred dollars."

"Or this Iron Fist, which has a built-in micro-power engine. When the power is sufficient, the punching force is enough to reach 500 kilograms. It sells for US$9,500."

"The hook is also very good. You can launch one to grab the protruding structure and pull yourself. It is very suitable for being a city spider."

The man was talking eloquently, but suddenly, the topic changed: "From the perspective of the killing day, I recommend you choose a gun pointer. There is nothing more reassuring than a bullet, isn't it?"

Seven thousand five hundred dollars, plus a hand, were exchanged for a hidden hand prosthesis that could fire bullets. Johnny was a little confused for a moment.

The man did not speak, but thoughtfully placed several videos of the use of prosthetic limbs in front of Johnny's eyes. Looking at the high-end use methods of prosthetic limbs shown in the videos, Johnny was moved and gritted his teeth: "Okay! I bought it.

!”

Prosthetic limb transplant surgery is originally very complicated, especially the operation of directly replacing the natural hand with a robotic hand.

But this is only for ordinary people. For people like Lincoln, he directly took out the modified regeneration cradle from the Marvel world.

This thing can even directly create Vision's body. For prosthetic surgery, you only need to set the parameters in advance, and the machine can complete everything by itself.

Dozens of minutes later, a sleepy Johnny stood up from the bed.

His mind was still a little fuzzy at first, but then he felt the special touch from his left prosthetic limb. Looking at the prosthetic limb in front of him that was no different from a normal hand but could be turned into a firearm at any time, Johnny's eyes were filled with wonder.

: “What a novel feeling!”

"Want to try it?" The man walked up to Johnny at some point: "Try it and see the new experience this prosthetic limb brings to you."

"Of course!" Johnny nodded without any hesitation and followed the man into the special training room.

Gun Finger-B3, Type 3 bionic shell conceals its essence. The power of Type B bullets is comparable to that of ordinary rifles. Even in aspects such as grip strength that it is not good at, its performance has completely surpassed Johnny's original palm.

The more he felt the function of the prosthetic limb in the training room, the excitement on Johnny's face became more expressive: "This is really, this is really great! Hahaha!"

"If you have other needs, you are welcome to come and continue shopping next time." The man said as he handed over a black card: "Military Technology, we are happy to serve you."

Johnny took the black card and nodded with a smile: "I will prepare the money. Next time, I want a better prosthesis."

"We will be ready." The man smiled: "I wish you a happy killing day."

(End of chapter)