The Wizard of Winterhold In Marvel Universe

In the evening, the Voice of Winterhold Media Group.

Nolan finished fishing for a day and quit the Warcraft game that just started. After a comfortable stretch, he went directly to the ground floor from the office elevator.

After Franklin's strong application, the base is now connected with the group's underground garage, and two electric gates are used as a partition in the middle. In addition, a room was reserved for him in the base as a vehicle modification room.

On weekdays, Little Spider is also very interested in this place, and often watches the number one driver in New York modify his and Nolan's cars. But today he wasn't there, and Franklin was the only one tinkering around.

"I said, don't keep thinking about changing the engine, exhaust pipe and sound, can you make something meaningful?" Nolan poured a cup of hot coffee and watched from the side.

"Meaning? This is not called meaning, so what is meaning?"

Nolan recalled watching movies before: "For example, nitrogen acceleration, flight mode and so on."

"Brother, let's not talk about nitrogen acceleration for the time being," Franklin couldn't help laughing and crying: "A car that can fly? It's all fantasy, it doesn't exist!"

"Really? But I remember that S.H.I.E.L.D. has such a car that can fly close to the ground."

"Nonsense, then you should ask them to customize one for you."

"I've done this a long time ago." Nolan stroked his chin and thoughtfully:

"It seems that they still haven't taken it seriously. I still have to find a chance to make another deal with those people."

Just as the two were chatting and spanking, a strange mechanical friction sound came. Nolan and Franklin looked at each other, put down the work at hand, and walked towards the place where the voice came from.

"Hey, uncle, what are you doing?" Franklin felt a little lost.

The object in front of me is very strange. It was like a leg, but it was bigger than a human leg; it was some kind of boot, but it was made of iron.

If you have to say it, it is more similar to a medieval greaves; only there are many more parts inside.

"Well... I don't know, maybe it's a mechanical leg?"

Uncle Pu took two steps back, looking at what he had done, his expression clearly dissatisfied.

"Mechanical legs? Can this thing move? What are you doing with this thing?"

"It's active. It has a transmission inside it, but it just needs to be driven by manpower. I'm trying to make it electric, but there is no battery on the market that can support it for a long time."

As Uncle Pu answered, he took out his pistol and aimed at the tin boots he made. After a few shots of 'bang bang', several people took a closer look, and they were covered with bullet holes.

Nolan understood a little: "Do you want to make a bulletproof 'trousers' to be used in combination with a bulletproof vest?"

"That's right. In fact, what I want to do is much more than that, but more similar to the 'exoskeleton technology' established with the military industry department, coupled with bulletproof armor." Uncle Pu shrugged and said helplessly: "As a result, you also see It can only be done so far.”

"Uncle, I think you're already tough enough. Your marksmanship, wow!" Little Forby took a shot at it: "Why do you need to make these out of place things?"

He took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, opened it, poured two glasses, and handed it to Uncle Pu.

"Thank you, but I don't drink. Drinking will affect the accuracy of my hands." Uncle Pu put the wine glass on the table: "You can't understand, Xiao Fu. The ultimate goal of a street black like you is to make a fortune. Money, marry a good woman, have three children and live."

He pointed to Franklin and then to himself: "But I'm different, my whole family is dead! After I killed all my enemies, I thought about killing myself, but I didn't pull the trigger in the end. At that moment, I set a new goal!"

"Frank Custer was dead at that moment, and the one who survives is the Punisher! I want to punish all the sins of this world!"

Franklin looked at him and spread out his hands involuntarily:

"Well, it's not very happy, but what you said makes sense. What does this have to do with what you do?"

Uncle Pu was silent for a while, then asked, "Have you heard of the 'Hulk' incident on the streets of New York?"

"Of course. But isn't that an urban legend? Like 'Mr Hyde' decades ago?"

This story is widely rumored, and Franklin heard it mentioned by his partner Rama, but he treated it as a simple story.

"No...that's true. On the day of the incident, I was listening to the police's communication channel, and one of the news caught my attention. It is said that a dangerous monster escaped from a certain laboratory and asked the local police to cooperate with the military to set up Intercept."

Uncle Pu glanced at the two who were listening to the story attentively, and continued:

"I went too...but I can't describe to you what happened, because I only had time to take a quick glance~www.novelmt.com~ The monster waved at me casually, and I was lying in the hospital fully armed three months."

"That's it?"

Franklin was obviously unhappy. He thought that this was entirely conjectured after Uncle Pu was drunk.

"That monster slapped you, but you didn't die?" Nolan's focus was different from that of Xiao Fu.

"Have you heard of it too? Luckily, the steel plate of the bulletproof vest I was wearing that day was thicker; the guy next to me was not so lucky. I saw him being photographed into a puddle of meat."

Nolan mentioned the mechanical legs he made and observed for a while: "So you are trying to build a modern armor? To fight against this monster that surpasses ordinary people."

Uncle Pu walked over, took it and threw it into the trash: "Yes, only with the advantages of these equipment can I live to this day. The struggle against darkness is far from being as simple as you think."

"No, I think it's too simple for you to think." Nolan pointed to the trash can and said:

"The first is the production material, although I don't know much about it, but you can try to understand the gold-titanium alloy; then in terms of energy, electricity will definitely not work.

All in all, this is not something you can play alone, we need a scientist, or even a research team. "

Nolan flipped the mechanical leg out of the trash can and put it on the workbench. Although this thing is still very simple, it is undeniable that it gave him a little inspiration for copying homework.

At this moment, the entrance to the tunnel rang, and then the gate was opened, and Little Spider walked in with a person on his back.

"Come and help a guy, this guy is going to die soon!"

Nolan walked over to take a look, and couldn't help but called out, "Matt?"