Some Unscientific Marvel Scientist

"Brother! Get up! Brother! Get up!"

Early the next morning, Kraft was woken up by the excited dog. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Quinn's stupid face next to his pillow, vomiting. Tongue.

"Brother! It's time to go to the laboratory!"

"..."

The sleepy Kraft pulled the quilt over his head and got back into bed.

Yesterday, he stopped Martin and Peter from fighting, and chatted with Martin. When he came back, it was already early in the morning, and he didn't have much sleep at all. At this time, he was still sleepy.

"I'll sleep for another hour first..." Then before Quinn could continue howling, he added: "If you keep disturbing me in my sleep, your armor will be gone."

"Aww-wow..."

Quinn swallowed her voice decisively, turned around and ran away.

"It's okay to confiscate the armor. I touched it..."

As a child, Kraft, who was still a little sleepy, struggled to get out of bed, walked to the bathroom in a daze and started to wash up, while Quinn followed him step by step, urging him constantly.

"Brother, hurry up! It's almost noon!"

Kraft, who was extremely annoyed by Quinn, hurriedly finished the breakfast prepared by Alice, and headed to his laboratory with Quinn, who had been waiting impatiently, and Beja, who wanted to join in the fun.

"So what kind of armor do you like?"

When they arrived at the lab, Kraft presented two design ideas for Quinn to choose from as usual.

"Big ones! I like big ones!"

Quinn chose a heavily armed armor without hesitation.

"can."

Kraft nodded and began to design the armor for Quinn.

Different from Beja's light armor, many parts of the heavy armor cannot be assembled using nanomachines, so if you want to stuff it into the collar, you basically have to use space compression technology to do it, but this has One problem is that it is inconvenient to position accurately when dressing.

"There are several solutions now -"

Kraft left the decision to Gouzi himself, and he said to him with his fingers.

"I will put on a vest with a locator on you, but you will have to wear it all the time. Once the vest is lost, you will no longer be able to wear the armor."

"The second is to tie positioners on your limbs and tail. This will be much lighter than wearing a vest. The disadvantage is that you can't change your body if it falls off."

"The third option is to inject the nanopositioner into your body so that there is no possibility of it falling off. This is also the one I personally recommend the most. Well... it's just that it's a little uncomfortable during the injection."

Craft gestured in front of Quinn with his thumb and index finger.

"The last method is to put the nano-locator into your collar. When you summon the armor, they will crawl to various parts of your body first. The disadvantage is that it takes a long time to put on the armor."

After telling Quinn several plans, Kraft spread his hands.

"Okay, you choose."

"I think you are making things difficult for me, brother."

Quinn squatted on the ground, tilted his head and shook his ears. He simply couldn't think about such a complicated problem.

"How about choosing the one you recommend, brother?"

"Are you sure? This requires an injection."

When she took Quinn to get the vaccine, the dog was howling like a ghost. After the injection, he lay on the side sobbing for a long time. In the end, Alice used a big bone to coax him back to health.

"It's okay. It's just an injection. It's not like I've never had one before," Quinn said, waving his tail indifferently. "It just hurt a little when it first went in. It's not as powerful as Beja's claws."

"Oh - so that's it," Kraft nodded clearly, "So when you got the vaccine before, you were just faking it..."

Quinn's tail that was wagging happily paused slightly, "I'm shocked! Brother, listen to my quibbles... ah no, listen to my explanation!"

"Stupid dog meow~"

Beja, who was lying on the side, shook her tail and laughed.

"Okay, I didn't say anything."

Kraft rubbed Quinn's dog's head, carried him to the workbench, and then fixed him with straps.

"Wang?"

"Didn't I tell you that it will be a little uncomfortable? This is to prevent you from moving around."

Kraft patted Quinn's head with a friendly look on his face.

"I always feel that you have bad intentions, brother!"

"You think too much."

Craft picked up the prepared nano-injection gun, placed it on the sole of Quinn's foot, and pulled the trigger.

"RUA! Brother, let me be prepared!"

After being stabbed, Quinn subconsciously shrank her paws, but because they were fixed by the straps, she didn't actually move much.

Kraft said nothing and continued to shoot his other three paws, then turned the gun and shot him once in the tail and back.

"Okay." Craft, who put away the injection gun, touched Quinn's dog head again, "The next step is just to wait for me to make the armor."

"Brother, please put me down first."

Quinn shook his ears, feeling something was wrong. Those few injections didn't hurt him much, so why did he tie himself up so tightly?

At this time, Kraft was already immersed in another workbench and did not reply to Quinn.

But Quinn soon found out why.

The nanomachines injected into his body began to swim around in his body, each looking for a suitable location for final fixation.

It hurts but not painful...

"Hahahahahahahaha! It's so itchy! Big brother, I'm a dog! It's tickling me to death, hahahahahahaha!"

Because her body was completely immobilized, Quinn couldn't tickle herself at all and could only tremble crazily on the workbench.

"To die, to die, to die!"

Just when Quinn was about to faint from laughter, the nanomachines finally reached the designated position, and then stretched out a few tiny claws to fix themselves on Quinn's bones.

The pain when the nanomachines were embedded in the bones made Quinn's body twitch a few times reflexively, but compared with the painful experience of being itchy all over but unable to scratch, this little pain was nothing at all.

Several robotic arms hung down from the top of the workbench to untie Quinn's straps.

The exhausted Quinn lay on the workbench, his long tongue hanging down from his open mouth and sticking to the workbench below, without moving for a long time.

"Are you alive, meow?"

Beja curiously jumped to Quinn, who was lying on the body, and pulled his head with her little paws.

Quinn glanced at Beiya: "I'm speechless...Brother, I hate you!"

"Okay, stop complaining." Kraft waved to Quinn, who was still pretending to be dead, "Come here and let me test the effect of the locator. If there is no problem, your armor will be ready soon. ”

"It's here!"

The dying dog jumped up from the workbench in an instant, jumped to Kraft's side in three or two steps, and waggled its tail crazily.

The production speed of heavy armor is much faster than that of Beja's nano-armor, so soon, Quinn also obtained his own armor, which was named "Xiaotian" by Craft.

This name was mainly because he heard the news about Monkey King from Martin yesterday, which immediately reminded him of Roaring Sky Dog, so he replaced the name "Joy" as he had expected before.

Although the main idea of ​​this armor is actually from a gorilla named Winston, the color scheme has not been changed too much. After all, the Roaring Dog is also white in mythology...

After receiving the armor, Quinn couldn't wait to dress up, and then flew into the sky to chase and play with Beja in the laboratory.

Kraft ignored the two little guys' games and continued to design on the computer.

Nowadays, there are more and more superheroes and super criminals appearing out of nowhere. Martin's superpowers may not be enough, so Kraft decided to give him a whole suit or something.

And Peter Parker, the tights he was wearing last night were so eye-catching that Craft decided to be merciful and get him one too.