Chapter 112 The First Generation of Power Armor

"Here we are, here is my biggest workbench." After walking for a while in the bright passage, the craftsman led everyone into a room. The previous militiamen wearing bipedal mechas had dispersed and returned to their own In the original position.

The room is neatly arranged, with various tools and equipment hanging on the walls, and parts of various sizes neatly placed on the workbench.

The workbench is huge and solid, and its surface is covered with special materials that look very durable. Around the workbench, there are several advanced computers and displays that emit a faint blue light.

The craftsman proudly introduced:

"Here, I create a lot of technological equipment and weapons. This workbench is where I think, create and improve. Almost every project starts here."

"Sounds good, what is that?"

There was a bed in the cell, and there was an old man with blond hair in a blue tights lying on the bed. He was obviously a little excited when he saw people coming into the studio. He stood up and gently pressed one hand on the glass. , a burst of light yellow energy bubbles appeared around him.

Finally, the image of the formed power armor is presented in the holographic projection.

"Well it still doesn't sound very safe."

"Yes, that's him." The craftsman was picking up a wet towel to wipe his hands. Seeing that Hawkeye was still a little curious, he replied:

"That room was specially made by me. When I found Speedball in the wasteland, he had been absorbing kinetic energy for more than ten years. He could do it with just a slight somersault."

It is tall and mighty, with a bright golden light all over its body. Its appearance has undergone tremendous changes compared to the MK2 that was the blueprint. It is now stronger, larger, and full of power.

In the corner of the studio, a room that looked a little special caught the eye of the eagle.

It means: This guy is so dangerous, why would you let him so close?

"Calm down, I told you that the room was specially made for me." Seeing the lingering fear in Eagle Eyes, the craftsman helplessly threw the broccoli into his mouth, chewed and said:

"Those pads absorb kinetic energy just like Speedball, and so does the glass, and there are motion sensors in the room. If Speedball falls it will turn off gravity for a split second, preventing him from blowing us to dust."

Bai Ye smiled slightly, "Of course I didn't ask you to build such a thing. Iron Man's armor is tailor-made for individuals to fight alone."

"Speedball?" Clint leaned over and said in surprise with his eyes widened.

"Okay, let's talk about your plan. What kind of power armor do you want me to make for you?" Pushing the glass bowl aside, the craftsman tightened his headband and looked at Bai Ye, "Rebellious people like you Hulk mecha? That’s not easy to build.”

As for the evidence, Bai Yezai looked carefully at the blond old man who was still bubbling in the room. His clothes were blue tights before the civil war, not the nail suits he put on later to atone for his sins.

Instead, they used verbal humiliation to make the Nitrogens explode in anger, razing everything within a kilometer radius, including an overcrowded primary school, to the ground, causing nearly a thousand casualties.

Shaking his head, Bai Ye stepped forward and changed the data, then said:

"No, first of all we use the MK2 Iron Man suit as a model, which is easier to manufacture. At the same time, we abandon its flight capabilities and its light weight limitations and focus on defense and stability."

Through the glass, you can see that the walls of the room are densely covered with soft cushions. Each cushion seems to be carefully placed there. Their existence is obviously to cushion the possible impact.

"Is it difficult to build?"

He shrugged and made an exploding motion with his hands. As if he felt it was not enough, the craftsman picked up a broccoli from a glass bowl on the countertop and shook it. It looked a bit like a mushroom cloud.

"Indeed, although repulsive weapons are powerful, their manufacturing and maintenance costs are very high. Large-caliber firearms are more flexible and economical." The craftsman nodded in agreement.

"Then, we placed a power backpack behind the power armor, and at the same time changed the laser and repulsion weapons to large-caliber firearms to reduce manufacturing costs."

On the back of the power armor, a huge power backpack stood conspicuously, and the legs were covered by a slightly thicker metal deck.

As they communicated, the design of the power armor gradually became richer, and new functions and equipment were incorporated into it.

After listening to Bai Ye's explanation, the craftsman thought for a moment and said, "What you need is a kind of power armor that can be mass-produced and suitable for strengthening people, right?"

In fact, to be honest, they didn't have anything to reminisce about, as they weren't very familiar with each other back then, especially after what Hawkeye had just done, the two of them were having a bit of an awkward conversation.

This triggered the very famous "Civil War" event in the comics, which caused the heroes headed by Iron Man and Captain America to be divided into the registration faction and the anti-registration faction to fight to the death.

Hearing the craftsman's words, Clint took a deep breath. Under Speedball's sad eyes, he took a few steps back from the cell and winked at the craftsman crazily.

This room is obviously different from other work areas. It looks more like an isolated 'prison cell'. The front of the room is a layer of light yellow transparent glass, allowing people to clearly see everything inside.

But despite what he said, Clint gritted his teeth and took two steps forward, and came to the yellow glass to reminisce with Speedball.

Of course, the speedball in this universe seems to be a blessing in disguise. Due to the occurrence of the Day of Fall, he has not experienced any of that and does not have to carry hundreds of lives on his back.

But something went wrong, because their internet celebrity team, which specializes in talking, learning to sing, and beautiful girls acting cute, was simply unable to catch Nitrogen.

Bai Ye didn't lean over, just watched quietly.

That was a little hero of the 18th line. His ability was to absorb all the kinetic energy around him and store it in his body. Other than that, most attacks could not cause him harm.

"Hey - I'm not taking it personally, buddy."

"They talk about theirs, let's talk about ours." After glancing at Clint, Bai Ye came to the workbench and stood in front of the craftsman and said.

"What's your name? It's so beautiful." The craftsman murmured to himself as he looked at the golden figure in the image.

In official history, the most famous thing he has done is to lead his own team of heroes who perform reality shows to hunt down a team of Nitrogen villains who can repeatedly self-destruct for the sake of TV ratings.

The two of them talked to each other, constantly putting forward new ideas and improvement plans, and in the holographic image, the image of the power armor was also constantly changing.

"Like Doctor Doom's Doom robot?" He typed a few times on the computer keyboard, and a holographic image appeared in front of the two of them, including an iron-masked robot wearing a green cloak.

Bai Ye thought for a while and replied:

"Thunder Power Armor, the person wearing it is called a Thunder Warrior."

No need to wait to add the correction code, it will be sent tomorrow morning