Outside the mansion, there was already a row of black elongated SUVs waiting at the door. Fu Qinghai and Justin Hammer got into two cars respectively, both of which were bulletproof versions of the Cadillac Escalade.
Fu Qinghai carried his personal belongings and sat in the back seat, while Nathan Lemon, with a gloomy and serious face, sat in the passenger seat.
The short, stocky man looked in the rearview mirror and said,
"Mr. Quentin, Mr. Hammer has other plans later. I will take you to visit the residence we have arranged for you."
"Okay." Fu Qinghai nodded, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Philip Barnett and Nathan Lemon.
Fu Qinghai had some impression of these two people.
To sum up, they are not good birds.
The former is indeed a technician from Hammer Industries, and he is quite capable. He once remotely hacked into the control program of the Iron Man armor and controlled the unmanned armor to fire at a country's diplomatic ambassador at an international exhibition, causing a huge international scandal and negative impact, and leading to the failure of Stark Industries' bid.
Of course, after Tony Stark developed the AI JARVIS, this kind of thing never happened again.
As for the corruption of artificial intelligence, that is a battle of another dimension and level, and is no longer a simple hacking act.
The latter, Nathan Lemon, is said to be the intelligence director of Hammer Industries, but in fact he is Justin Hammer's spy chief. In addition to general commercial espionage, Justin Hammer often instructs Nathan Lemon to hire some super villain criminals to deal with all competitors including Stark Industries, steal technical secrets, disrupt bidding, assassinate key personnel, etc.
During this meeting, Justin Hammer did not mention a word about why he was imprisoned, but if you think about it, you will know that it must be related to Iron Man Tony Stark. These two have been fighting for so long, and there are not many people in the United States who can send Justin Hammer to prison.
After this black convoy drove out of the cross-sea bridge in the wealthy area of Long Island, it merged into different traffic flows in downtown New York.
Fu Qinghai silently looked at the bustling scene outside the car window.
Welcome to New York.
Fu Qinghai's car passed through the prosperous, messy, crowded and poor area of Brooklyn and arrived at the waterfront of Brooklyn Sunset Park. It is close to the harbor and is considered a suburb of New York. It is the only remaining industrial city in New York.
As the world's financial capital, New York's industrial capacity has gradually moved abroad to places like Seattle, New Jersey, and South Carolina. This is an industrial zone deliberately reserved by the New York City government, and it has now developed into a famous science and technology industry cluster.
The black SUV stopped in front of a modern-style apartment building with glass curtain walls. Nathan Lemon and several men in black suits led Fu Qinghai to the 20th floor by elevator.
The elevator door opened directly in the living room. Nathan Lemon pointed to the large flat apartment with a 360-degree panoramic view and said to Fu Qinghai:
"This is the residence we arranged for you, Mr. Quentin. It is very close to Hammer Industries' R&D company in New York and has all the necessary facilities. I hope you will live comfortably and happily."
In New York City, where every inch of land is valuable, not everyone can live in a luxury villa on Long Island like Justin Hammer, and not everyone likes the old money atmosphere. Many celebrities live in luxury apartments.
Fu Qinghai was about to go in for a tour when Nathan Lemon suddenly pressed the Bluetooth headset beside his ear and whispered,
"It's been arranged? Then let's come over now."
Nathan Lemon raised his head and said to Fu Qinghai:
"Mr. Quentin, the laboratory we prepared for you is already in place. How about we go over there and take a look now?"
Fu Qinghai was slightly stunned. Are you ready so quickly?
Nodding, Fu Qinghai turned around and said,
"Okay, then let's go to the laboratory first."
After just a one or two-minute drive, everyone arrived at a single five-story building near the Army Pier.
This area belongs to the warehouse area of the harbor terminal. Compared with the luxurious apartments, this gray building looks very low-key and inconspicuous, and there are few pedestrians around.
After opening the security code door and entering the small building, there is a clean and spotless laboratory. Various instruments and equipment are covered with transparent dust cloth, as if they had just been vacated.
Fu Qinghai took a quick glance and saw a series of analytical and testing instruments including X-ray diffractometer, scanning electron microscope, transmission electron microscope, atomic force microscope, electron probe, nuclear magnetic resonance, Raman spectrometer, Auger spectrometer, Fourier transform infrared spectrometer, inductively coupled plasma spectrometer, etc.
In addition to these analytical and testing instruments which are not particularly large, there are also many manufacturing and preparation instruments that are larger than rooms, such as powder metallurgy or pressure processing types.
As Nathan Lemon led Fu Qinghai on a tour, he said,
"We have vacated a research and development laboratory belonging to Hammer Industries for you. These are just the existing instruments and consumables. Please take a look at what other instruments and consumables you need and tell me all of them. I will find them for you."
After saying that, Nathan Lemon looked at Fu Qinghai deeply and added,
"Even those instruments and equipment that are not easy to get...you can tell me about them."
Fu Qinghai understood what Nathan Lemon meant, that is, those national-level and military-grade instruments and equipment that cannot be used by ordinary private enterprises, or equipment exclusively owned by other competitors, as long as you ask for it, I can find a way to get it for you.
This five-story stand-alone building, including a large warehouse attached to it, all belongs to Hammer Industries, so there is no need to worry about the equipment taking up too much space and not having enough space.
If it was a real Warhammer 40K Astartes Techmarine or Mechanical Priest who traveled to the Marvel Universe, he would definitely be at a loss at this moment.
Because the industrial production technology forty thousand years from now will be completely inconsistent with that of the present time, many instruments and equipment cannot be understood, let alone how to use them. But Fu Qinghai is different. He has 17% of Iron Man's electronic soul backup in his mind, and he is familiar with the existing production technology on Earth.
Fu Qinghai didn't bother to be polite with Nathan Lemon. He asked for a piece of paper and wrote down in detail the raw materials, consumables and equipment that needed to be replenished in this laboratory.
As mentioned earlier, although the electronic soul backup of Tony Stark in Fu Qinghai's mind is only 17% complete, this 17% already contains most of Iron Man's knowledge. The remaining 83% is no longer knowledge and technology, but a replica of emotions, values and personality, which are the bulk of the electronic soul backup.
Therefore, Fu Qinghai naturally knew very clearly in his mind how to manufacture the core technology of the Iron Man armor - the Ark Reactor.
After writing down the list of these instruments, equipment and raw materials, Fu Qinghai remembered Nathan Lemon's confident look just now, and couldn't help asking:
"Then I also want Adamantium and Vibranium. Can you help me get those too?"
"Uh…" Nathan Lemon's face froze.
Regardless of whether Hammer Industries knows about the existence of the Kingdom of Wakanda, Wakanda strictly restricts the export of vibranium. It exports a small amount each year, and the price in the international market is still very, very expensive.
Not to mention adamantium, this alloy made from alien metals brought to Earth by meteorites is extremely hard to come by. Nathan Lemon had no idea where to get it for Fu Qinghai.
Oh, this is difficult... Fu Qinghai looked at Nathan Lemon's embarrassed expression, smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said:
"I'm kidding, how could I possibly need these things? Just help me get the things on the list. Thank you very much, Mr. Lemon."
Nathan Lemon breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."
After visiting the laboratory, Nathan Lemon and Fu Qinghai returned to their apartment.
In the living room, Nathan Lemon handed a bunch of car keys to Fu Qinghai and said,
"The Hummer H2 is parked in the underground garage. You can see it when you go down to the second floor below ground."
Fu Qinghai took the car keys.
Normally, when giving someone a luxury car as a gift, they would give a supercar. However, Justin Hammer chose to give himself an SUV. This was probably because he took into consideration his height of nearly 2.5 meters and that he could not fit into an ordinary sports car.
That's thoughtful.
Nathan Lemon took a look at Fu Qinghai's worn-out hoodie and overalls, and said carefully:
"I know some tailors in New York who do custom-made garments. Their skills are pretty good. If you need them..."
Fu Qinghai waved his hand: "No, I can buy it myself."
Fu Qinghai's clothes were so shabby, not only because he was short of money, but also because it was really hard to buy clothes for a 2.5-meter-tall guy. The United States is already the country with the highest obesity rate in the world. There are brands that specialize in making clothes for fat men in the United States, which is already a blessing for big men. It may be even harder to buy clothes in East Asian countries.
But just like the car, Fu Qinghai actually had other plans in mind.
Nathan Lemon nodded, pointed to the cabinet under the TV, and said:
"There are several videotapes in there, showing the catwalk shows at Miami's 2013 Spring Swimwear Week. You can watch them during your free time. If you like any of them, tell me the serial number and I'll send someone over the next day."
Wow, is this just picking the model directly? That's interesting.
Nathan Lemon added,
"If you want to party, I know the owners of several famous nightclubs in New York. As long as you don't go to the places Stark often goes to, Mr. Hammer's reputation will still be useful."
"Okay, I understand."
Fu Qinghai agreed with a smile. Although Justin Hammer and Nathan Lemmon are two villains, they are really good at arranging these details. This may be the reason why villains are sometimes more likable than superheroes.
Faced with Justin Hammer's kindness and arrangements, Fu Qinghai accepted them calmly and without feeling guilty at all.
Are you kidding? Plastic steel, that's a military-grade alloy material from the space age. It's a completely epoch-making technology if it were brought to Earth today. Not to mention other technologies that Fu Qinghai might provide in the future, the formula and manufacturing principle of this plastic steel alone can bring Hammer Industries hundreds of billions of orders, as well as an industry technological position that is ahead of its competitors. Even if Justin Hammer gave Fu Qinghai ten more luxury apartments, it would not be enough.
The technology tree of the Human Empire in Warhammer 40K is generally more advanced than that of the Earth at this time, but nothing is absolute. A regime that relies mainly on archaeology and secondarily on innovation for scientific research must have a technology tree that is like an old crooked tree. At this moment, there are many technologies on Earth that the Human Empire in Warhammer 40K lacks.
…
After Nathan Lemon and others left, Fu Qinghai did not rush to open his backpack to check the spoils he had assimilated. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the large carpet in the living room leisurely, adjusted his breathing, and closed his eyes.
The tentacles of the Force perception, like mercury pouring out of the ground, instantly covered the entire 500-square-meter flat suite.
Every corner and every crevice of the luxury suite was within Fu Qinghai's Force perception.
Just like in the stone chamber of the ruins, a 3D modeling figure was quickly sketched out in my mind.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Fu Qinghai opened his eyes, slowly stood up, and walked to under the light strip in the living room, under the bed in the bedroom, next to the equipment in the gym, in the toilet, and under the sofa cushion in the audio-visual entertainment room.
He pulled out the eavesdropping devices and pinhole probes one by one, crushed the small electronic components and threw them into the trash can.
Fu Qinghai clapped his hands, sat back on the sofa, and unzipped his backpack.
…
Not far from the apartment building, two street corners away, there was an ordinary van parked on the side of the road. There were various equipment in the car. Nathan Lemon took off the monitoring headphones on his head, picked up his mobile phone and made a call.
The call was connected.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Hammer, Quentin has removed all the monitoring equipment in the apartment."
"How did he find out?"
"have no idea."
"..." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.
"Let's also remove the cameras and monitoring equipment in the lab."
"OK."
…
Fu Qinghai sat on the large sofa and unzipped his backpack.
First, take out Hall Kemp's servo skull and put it aside, then take out the remains of three underworld scarabs and put them aside, and finally take out the biggest gain from exploring the Necromancer's tomb - the Pym ray pistol.
This is the name of the item given by the reincarnation world. Fu Qinghai has roughly guessed the function of this small pistol from the name.
Fu Qinghai picked up the small pistol, shook the liquid tube behind the gun, and aimed it at a vase ornament in the living room.
"Biu!"
A thin, light red ray hit the half-man-high vase, and the vase instantly shrank and turned into...
A small vase.
Huh?
Fu Qinghai thought, that's not right. According to the setting of Pym particles, it should directly turn into a vase as small as an ant.
Fu Qinghai moved a safety-like gear on the side of the pistol upwards and fired another shot.
"Biu!"
The small vase became what it was.
Another shot.
"Biu!"
The large vase became an extra large vase.
…
Fu Qinghai fired one shot after another, trying it on dead objects, plants, and animals, and finally figured out the function of this small pistol.
The Tomb Tract Technicians imitated the Pym Particles and created a kind of Pym Ray, which is equivalent to a weakened version of the Pym Particles. The Pym Rays cause the volume of objects to change within a very small range, fluctuating approximately within ±25%.
But there are also advantages that genuine Pym particles do not have.
When used on living things, especially animals, there is no need for the protection of Ant-Man's uniform and the animals can be directly made bigger or smaller.
The range of the rays can also be changed to a certain extent.
After realizing this, Fu Qinghai adjusted the gear and pointed the Pym Ray Pistol directly at his head.
"Biu!"
Fu Qinghai's body suddenly shrank and became a normal person with a height of 1.9 meters.
Now, I entered the second stage of the test to see if there were any changes in my strength and agility.
Fu Qinghai stood up and walked into the gym that came with the suite. He came to a flat bench press and added the barbell plates onto the barbell one by one. When it was full, he gripped the two crossbars of the bench press with both hands. With a sudden force of his muscles, he lifted up the entire bench press along with the barbell on it.
After putting down the bench press rack steadily, Fu Qinghai performed a set of assassination punch and fighting moves towards the air.
The test is over.
Strength was slightly reduced, but speed and agility were enhanced.
For the time being, the effect of this Pym ray pistol is not as strong as imagined, and it is completely unable to make Fu Qinghai the second Ant-Man.
But it is also very useful to allow Fu Qinghai to blend in with the crowd by disguising himself as an ordinary person.
After all, not every reincarnation world is a real-time strategy game with clear distinctions between friends and enemies. Fu Qinghai needs equipment that can make him appear less out of place with the people around him.
The Pym Ray Pistol was a very important new scientific research achievement for the tomb technician, but for Fu Qinghai, the real core technology...
Fu Qinghai turned his head and looked at the remains of three underworld scarabs lying quietly on the sofa.
......
Thanks, all the names I thought of have been taken, thanks to the book friends for the reward.
I will update less today as I adjust my schedule.
(End of this chapter)