Superman's Journey

Chapter 65 Very happy, the experiment failed!

The top terrace.

Bathed in warm sunlight, Lincoln's fingertips sketched casually in the air.

Wisps of golden magic power are condensed into lines and light spots that change continuously in the air. Ordinary people can't understand the laws and meanings contained in the changes, but Lincoln can clearly see the space that is constantly distorted and changing with the change of magic power.

There are too many ways to influence space in this world, and the space gem is just the one with the lowest threshold and the best use.

In addition to the power of using gems, whether it is the portal of Kama Taj or the rainbow bridge of Asgard, it is a way of using space, not to mention the space technology of advanced civilizations in outer space.

However, none of the above can provide any reference for Lincoln.

It’s just space bridging technology, he has already mastered it, what he needs now is a stable space reduction method, in this regard, unless he can pull Gu Yi over as a coolie, there is nothing on earth that can provide a reference, not even space gems .

Use a gun as an analogy.Lincoln is now trying to create a new gun based on the results he wants.

As for the space gem, it is an arsenal with all weapons. Mastering the gem, Lincoln can directly use the weapons in it to achieve his goals.

But if he wants to borrow the structure of the weapons in it to make his own weapons, then he has to disassemble the weapons in the arsenal first.

If it is really a concrete weapon, it is very simple to do this. The problem is that the space gem is a whole, and there is no possibility of disassembling a weapon separately.

Therefore, counting on this thing is not a feasible method.

Integrating the magic knowledge accumulated by Karma Taj for thousands of years, even if Lincoln is not in a state of full brain power now, his knowledge of magic is enough to reach the level similar to that of the ancient one.

With rich magic knowledge and abundant magic power, even if Lincoln is just thinking and randomly combining different magic structures, the energy fluctuations driven by it are enough to make the detectors in the human world sound harsh alarms.

On the rooftop not far from the Manhattan Building, a group of scientists scratched their heads anxiously as they watched the detection equipment continuously beeping harsh sirens.

They looked at the screen in front of them, and the energy fluctuations on it were beyond their imagination.

At one moment, the energy index was so strong that it almost exceeded the detection limit, and at the next moment, it actually fed back a negative energy value that almost only existed in theory.

Formulas, theories... everything they have learned before seems to have been subverted.

The numbers are continuously output to everyone by the machine, but looking at the densely packed numbers, no one can see the connection among them. They feel that what they are facing seems to be a completely disordered chaotic system, which is unfathomable.

They've been tormented since the day Lincoln was thinking about space-shrinking architecture on the rooftop, until now they've given up on probing altogether.

After numbly setting the automatic detection and recording settings, they leaned in front of the monitoring screen and looked at the unpredictable magical structure created by Lincoln from a distance of tens or hundreds of meters.

A researcher stared at the golden structure, looked at the record form in his hand from time to time, his eyes were full of light: "It's amazing! It's incredible! This level of energy is really within the control of human beings!"

"Stop dreaming!" Another person shouted loudly.

"Judging from the current energy index, the energy contained in that golden structure can easily reduce any organic life to ashes. We can live because we are far away, and that one can live because he can ignore this kind of life. level of energy value."

"Maybe this structure has a special meaning?" One person speculated: "Maybe we can record and imitate the whole process, maybe we can also control energy?"

"Your idea is very good, but I think we need to listen to the opinions of materials scientists first."

"Aren't you curious? Where did such a powerful energy come from? I have detected no signs of nuclear radiation. Maybe it's a fusion product?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that his colleagues around him looked at him as if he was mentally retarded. After a while, one person said: "If you can explain how Superman can absorb the power of the sun in the comics, The sun is extinguished, then I can explain the source of energy for you."

After speaking, he turned his head and discussed the possibility of the structure with others, leaving only the researcher who asked the question silent.

Time always counts when one is on the right path.

In front of Lincoln, the repeated changes in the structure finally made the originally distorted and irregular space show a tendency.

It was just a fleeting opportunity, but it was accurately captured by Lincoln.

fix, amplify, parse, refactor, reparse, refactor
The tendency of space is no longer limited to one place, but reflected in all directions.

After a while, looking at the magical structure in the palm of his hand that can operate on its own even without manipulation, Lincoln moved his eyes around and reached out to press the table beside him.

The space was distorted and changed, and the large table was shrunk and sealed in the golden magic structure in an incomprehensible way.

Just a little bit of magic power is enough to shrink a normal-scale table dozens of times, making it as small and exquisite as a toy.

The table was continuously released and sealed, and many experiments did not result in a slight change in the structure of the table. As he increased the amount of magic power used, the table that was originally like a delicate toy began to shrink rapidly.

In just a few breaths, it has changed from being visible to the naked eye to a microscopic creation that can only be seen with a high-powered microscope.

There is no change in the molecular structure of the table in this process, only the space has changed, which leads to the change of the table.

"It's done."

Released the table again, Lincoln put his fingers together to hide the golden magic structure, stood up and stepped out, disappearing on the roof.

In the collection room on the seventh floor, Lincoln looked at the top laboratory in Manhattan. With a slight movement of his finger, the elevator that originally required permission to open was lifted.

After doing all this, he smiled slightly and walked towards Wakanda: "Don't let me down, big boss..."

In the distance, looking at the empty rooftop of the Manhattan building, the researchers who had been watching the screen were completely stunned. After a long time, someone murmured: "That one just now, is the space scaling technology?"

Like a thunderclap, everyone went crazy: "Space scaling technology! It's space scaling technology!"

"Have you written down that architecture? You must write it down! You must master it! That is space scaling technology! Mastering it means mastering the future!"

The researchers sent by the firm who didn't know that magic power could not be controlled by conventional methods were completely crazy, and in the laboratory in the Manhattan building, the big boss who had been silently dormant suddenly had a heartbeat.

Without any basis, just relying on intuition, he felt that his chance had come.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly launched the 'cure plan' that had been prepared earlier, and the scientists who had been deceived started the final treatment according to his command!

Potions used to 'cure' the Hulk factor were injected into the Big Boss in large quantities.

Under excessive injection, the medicine that was originally proven to inhibit the Hulk factor had the exact opposite effect.

Under the action of the medicine, the big boss's body cells began to rapidly split and repair. In just a few minutes, all the injuries left on his body were completely repaired and he became stronger.

Standing up from the wheelchair, the tall boss looked coldly at the panicked researchers in front of him with green eyes, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I am very happy, the experiment failed!"

(End of this chapter)