"Click"
Accompanied by a light sound of mechanical collision, a large black metal bracelet like a watch was put on Merlin's wrist.
The design of this thing is very rough, and it looks like a dozen small square iron plates are strung together, without any carvings. Moreover, because of the addition of many Cybertron parts, it is quite heavy.
"This thing is a bit ugly."
Merlin moved his wrists and took a shower and changed into a plush suit. He said:
“It’s like a souvenir sold for a few dollars at a street stall.”
"It's a little ugly, but the appearance is not important, what matters is the effect."
Winston used a specially made data cable to connect the metal bracelet and the computer, and his fingers kept typing on the keyboard, and it said to Merlin:
"I searched for a long time before I found the deformed gear that matched the size. These Cybertron parts are really magical. After loading the deformed gears, the internal structure of the time accelerator can be repeatedly compressed without being destroyed. I just need to fine-tune the parameters and complete it!"
Winston finished typing the last line of code, and it looked back at the bracelet on Merlin's wrist. The bracelet had already emitted a beautiful, neat blue halo around it, like the high-tech products developed by S.H.E.L.D.
"You can give it a try."
Winston pushed his glasses, and it said to Merlin:
"It still lasts for 7 seconds, but I added a miniature rectifier and Cybertron energy control chip to the internal structure to make it output more smoothly and make it easier to operate."
"Swish"
Merlin's figure shook, and there were two more pieces of freshly baked bread in his hand. This was taken from the cafeteria of the base after the time accelerator was activated. He threw a piece of bread to Winston, he said:
"Yes, it's indeed a little more stable than the belt before, but the speed seems to be slowing down."
"Yes, the current maximum speed should be precisely between Mach 300-450, which is a speed threshold I set."
"Based on my calculations and the information collected after the accelerator was started in the previous few times, this speed is the limit you can currently operate well. This instrument can theoretically bring you close to the speed of light, but I think you should have discovered in your previous use that for the rhythm of battle, the speed is not the faster the better."
Winston finished the bread in just a few minutes, and it explained to Merlin:
“Even if you move at the speed of light, the fists you can swing in a specific time are limited. Unless your physical fitness improves further, faster speed means more waste of energy.”
"Yes, Mr. Merlin, this orangutan is right."
A series of complex formulas appeared on Icarus' lenses, and anthropomorphic human motion diagrams. Artificial intelligence told Merlin:
"You don't have experience in combat at the speed of light. According to the last battle simulation between you and Clark of Krypton, when you turn on the time accelerator, your speed is far from reaching the limit of the accelerator. It is meaningless to pursue high speed one-sidedly because your consciousness cannot control that speed."
On Icarus' lenses, the human body drawing that simulated movement was like a car that could not stop, hitting a head on a wall, and it was broken into pieces. The AI ​​lady seemed to be using this easy-to-understand way to show Merlin the bad consequences, she said:
"In extreme cases, the speed of exceeding the limit without being controlled is likely to cause you to enter a very awkward situation."
"All right."
Merlin did not refute this statement, and it was indeed the case. Whether facing Megtron or Clark, his speeding battle did not reach the true speed of light.
He himself knew this.
"What is this?"
Merlin shook the accelerator on his wrist, pointed to the white metal staff and the lightweight flight suit on the lab, and he changed his questions and asked:
"This looks like some kind of energy emitting device?"
"No, it's a medical device!"
Winston took out a knife from the toolbox next to him and slashed his arm hard. The pain made the orangutan's expression twitch. It took off the metal staff on the test bench and aimed the emitters at the ends of the staff at the wound. Under the illumination of the yellow light curtain, its wound quickly stopped bleeding and then healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This magical scene made Merlin blink in surprise. Icarus quickly magnified Winston's wound. A few seconds later, Merlin discovered that there were some moving white dots on the orangutan's wound.
“This is a nanorepair robot.”
Winston shook his arm and handed Merlin the heavy metal cane, it said:
"This is also the technology obtained from the Cybertrons. They use nanorobots to repair damage to metal bodies. I modified the programs of those nanorobots so that they can also repair flesh and blood tissues, and even stimulate the body through rapid discharge, allowing the injured who are in the dying to quickly recover their consciousness."
“Is nanorobot safe?”
Merlin looked at the exquisite mechanical cane in his hand and asked:
"These things are still unstudied in our technology, right?"
“Yes, it’s been ahead of our technology for many years, and to be honest, I’m not sure if it’s safe.”
Winston shrugged, the gorilla took off his glasses, sat cross-legged on the ground and said to Merlin:
"So this Valkyrie treatment system is only a semi-finished product. I will not submit its data to the internal network until the test is completed."
"Well, I should be more cautious."
Merlin put the white mechanical cane back to the lab table, he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and said to Winston:
"I have indeed neglected that in the future s.d.o.l.d. combat system, it is not enough to have assault soldiers and agents. We also need medical soldiers equipped with advanced treatment methods."
"Continue research, Winston, your project is very valuable, and I will grant you more funds."
"No, the engineering labs are already enough now, and it's useless for me to ask for that much money."
The gorilla shook his head and said to Merlin:
"Just give me more Cybertron parts, or give me some imitations, which I heard that scientists at the Pagasos base have begun to imitate them."
"All right."
Merlin looked back at the protective robot fortress that had been dismantled into parts and said to Winston:
"You'd better reassemble it to be honest, I really like that robot."
"Oh, fortress."
Winston grabbed the hair on his head, and it said to Merlin:
"I installed a few transformed gears to make it change the shape of the Cybertron. George said its smart program was too stupid, so he rewrites it a more advanced smart algorithm. If you can wait a few more days, you can get a reinforced fortress robot."
“Reinforced?”
Merlin pushed her glasses:
"Is the 2.0 system? Well, that's really worth the wait."
Merlin chatted with Winston. During the period when he left the ghost base, the genius gorilla made many interesting inventions. Just as Merlin tried a powerful "Hellfire" shotgun, an encrypted message suddenly appeared on Icarus' lenses.
It was sent by a child who had almost been forgotten by Merlin.
"I found Black Stone! But those lunatic Hydras are chasing me, and the communicator is broken! Come and save us!"
Well, it was a signal from crystal.
On the lens in front of Merlin, the positioning signal of the crystal was shining in a certain area of ​​the British Isles, but the signal frequency was rapidly weakening, which seemed to represent the situation of the Little Princess Crystal at this time, and was not so smooth.
"Um"
Merlin put down the shotgun in his hand, moved his shoulders, turned to Winston and said:
"I have something to do, let's go first."
"I've been sitting in the office for too long, so I have to seize this opportunity to do some exercise."
Time is called back 2 hours ago.
In London, England, a museum with a beautiful environment and quiet atmosphere is open, but it is not a weekend or a special day, which makes the museum's business look bad.
It can be said to be deserted.
It is not in a good location, it is still a little far from the city, and the museum's logo cannot be found on the London travel map.
It's like being forgotten.
However, as long as the time is right, visitors will be found in the quietest place.
"Ka, da, da, da"
The small rollers of the suitcase collided with the uneven stone slabs, making a low and rhythmic collision sound. A young girl in a long skirt and sunglasses was dragging the box and walking towards the museum with her feet lightly.
Her long golden hair was scattered on the girl's shoulders, and she had a carefree smile on her face. There was no doubt that this pure smile could infect the people around her.
This is a girl full of energy.
And behind her was an equally young man.
He was wearing a gray T-shirt, cool, coat decorated with many shiny small parts, and trendy ripped jeans.
This guy has handsome silver-gray hair. I don’t know if he is born like this, but he has dyed his hair specially.
In short, he followed the beautiful girl and said a few words to the girl from time to time. Although he tried hard to make himself look cooler, he looked at the girl beside him, and the admiration in his eyes could not be concealed.
"What are we here for? Crystal."
Two young men stood in front of this remote museum, and the silver-gray-haired guy asked in surprise:
"Are you still a person who likes history?"
"No, I don't like history."
Crystal pushed her sunglasses, she said:
"I'm here to find a friend, Pitro, didn't you say you came to London to find your sister? Why did you keep following me?"
"Oh, this one."
The young man Pitro reached out and grabbed his hair, and he said with a smile:
"It's okay, let my sister wait first. I want to send you to the destination first. I can't watch you run around alone. You are really amazing. You dare to travel around the world without a map."
“I have a lot of friends.”
Crystal pivoted her sunglasses down, glanced at Pitro by her side with a cute look, and she said seriously:
"They're always following me. I mean, I don't hate you, but if you don't want to get into trouble, Pitro, you'd better stay away from me."
"I'm not afraid of trouble."
Pitro said to the girl around him with confidence:
"Please, it's my middle name."
"Okay, then you can follow."
Crystal shrugged, and she dragged her luggage into the museum. She had warned Pitro for the young mutant that if she got into trouble again, it would have nothing to do with her.
"Hello, I'll look for Diana."
Crystal walked to the front desk of the museum and said to the staff standing there:
"I am her friend, my name is Crystal, and Diana told me that she is the director here."
"Oh, Director Diana, yes, she's here."
The staff lady looked at Shuijing's beautiful face with some jealousy, and she said to Shuijing:
"Please wait a moment, I'll notify the director now."
A moment later, Diana, wearing a woman's black suit and high heels and was covered in hair, walked out of her office, standing on the edge of the second floor, and waved to the crystal below.
She still remembers this strange friend. When she was "sent" to the moon by a disgusting thief, she was saved by crystals stolen from the strange city.
Diana has always been a kind person who is grateful, uh, demigod, now that Little Crystal has traveled to England, she must treat her well.
"Ah, Diana!"
Crystal rushed to the second floor, rushed to Diana with a smile, and opened her arms to give the dignified and steady female curator a big hug. The scene of the two beauties hugging each other was still very pleasing to the eye. Pitro, who followed Crystal upstairs, leaned against the wall, secretly enjoying the scene.
Alas, young people are always fascinated by beauty, which is normal.
"You girl, I thought you forgot me."
Diana stretched out her finger and scratched the crystal nose, she said:
"You haven't called me this year, and you haven't even had a greeting message."
"I'm busy."
Crystal smiled and avoided Diana's fingers. She held Diana's arm and said like a child:
"I'll come to see you as soon as I arrive in the UK. Oh, by the way, I need you to do me a favor."
“What’s the busy thing?”
Diana asked.
“It’s very simple.”
Crystal patted the suitcase beside her and said:
"I'm going to borrow some things from your whip that asked me about my 'new friend'."
"About Blackstone, about the gods of Hydra."
Crystal blinked, she said:
Chapter completed!