"So, in the future, this will become a super-powered race like the Inhumans?" Nick compared himself with the Inhumans and said subconsciously.
"I don't know much about the Inhumans, so I can't tell you much about them. But I prefer to think of them as a new profession, rather than a new race." Tony might be frivolous, but when it comes to serious matters involving his own skills, he's relatively serious. "The Inhumans' awakening may not be universal, but most ordinary people can adapt to my skills."
Nick nodded in understanding.
The experiment was not long, and the results were not unexpected. The two Nurman brothers successfully integrated the mechanical potion and became two glorious mechanics in Tony's words.
"How do you feel?" Nick couldn't wait to walk in front of the two brothers, observing them carefully while asking. With his sharp eyes, he saw that the metal limbs of the two Nurman brothers were rapidly disappearing and transforming back into flesh and blood.
"Feeling good?" Jason Nurman, the oldest of the Nurman brothers, said with surprise as he shook his newly recovered arm. "I no longer have that feeling of life slipping away. I feel both powerful and weak, like my life is counting down."
"That's because you have returned to normal now, and those limbs no longer demand energy from you. But they should not have disappeared, they are just hidden temporarily. Can you still return to the state of a mutant?" Tony, who was walking over, heard Nurman's words, stretched out his hand holding a ballpoint pen, and gently poked the other party's limbs that had returned to normal with the tip of the ballpoint pen. He raised his eyes and glanced at the faces of the two Nurman brothers one by one, and asked.
"It's okay." Jason Nullman, still the older brother, answered. Under the gaze of Nick and Tony, he closed his eyes as if he was feeling something. In just a moment, the limbs transformed from flesh and blood were transformed back into machines, and his appearance changed from a normal person to a mutant again.
"That feeling of being drained is back again." Jason took a breath, and it seemed that the change in state had caused him to lose more physical strength.
"It seems that the problem of the mutation has not been completely solved, but it has been temporarily concealed." Tony looked at Jason's pale face, and after watching him return to normal at the signal, he cast his gaze to Dr. Banner not far away and spoke.
"No, to some extent, you've already solved the problem of mutants!" Nick was very satisfied with this situation! Being able to switch between the two forms of ordinary people and mutants can't be said to be a disadvantage! It's completely an advantage!
Of course, this advantage also depends on the person.
For example, for mutants who are willing to join S.H.I.E.L.D. and work for S.H.I.E.L.D., this form switching is an advantage!
For mutants who are unwilling to join S.H.I.E.L.D. or work for any official department, retaining this form is equivalent to harboring some hidden dangers.
If possible, for someone who simply wanted to live as an ordinary person, the best thing would be to eliminate their mutant abilities and completely restore them to normalcy. So Nick didn't mind Tony continuing to expend resources on development. But there was no need to discuss this in front of so many people.
Tony looked noncommittal about Nick's affirmation.
"Besides that, what else do you feel?" Tony asked tirelessly. As the first two subjects to be injected with the new drug, besides physical data and other aspects, he wanted to get more from them to compare and contrast with himself.
"What else?" The Nurman brothers looked at each other. Jason, the elder brother, swallowed and said, "I can feel like there's an extra organ in the mutated part of my body. During the previous mutation, this sense made me feel that something was wrong with the surrounding space."
"What's wrong?" Nick frowned.
"I don't know what the sense of space is like, and I have never had this experience. But I just feel that this sense allows me to perceive something that I couldn't perceive before. Just like my eyes give me vision, my ears give me hearing, my nose gives me smell, my tongue gives me taste, and my skin gives me touch, the new organs give me, like a..." As he spoke, Jason frowned, not knowing how to vividly describe to the two the feeling he had felt before.
"A network-connected organ!"
A voice suddenly answered instead of Jason.
"Yes, that's the feeling. I feel like I'm connected to a certain space through that organ. It seems to be right next to me." Jason nodded repeatedly and looked at Tony Stark who spoke.
"How do you know what he wants to say?" Nick looked at Tony beside him with suspicion.
"Because of his feelings, I have experienced them before. Don't forget, I am not only one of the inventors of the first original potion, but also the first injector of the original potion! At that time, my senses were much more sensitive than his." Tony opened a virtual keyboard screen, tapped on it a few times, and answered casually.
"That space?" Nick gave a tentative look.
"It's the data dimension," Tony replied. "Luke used the Cosmic Cube to create this dimensional space. Although I think things might not be that simple, Luke must have done something else with it."
Nick didn't care what Luke did to that data dimension, but he cared about whether the current experiment could produce results.
"So, is the experiment a success?" Nick asked.
"If you consider this a success, then it's a success. At least this potion can restore those mutants to normal, turning them from short-lived ghosts relying on energy fluid into normal people again." Tony slowly added the second half of his speech under the watchful eyes of Nick and the Nurman brothers. "But if you're asking, is the experimental process complete? I can only tell you, half and half."
"What do you mean?" Nick and the others were stunned by what Tony said.
"What I mean is, if the data dimension didn't exist, then this would be the entire experimental process and result. But since he sensed the existence of the data dimension, there's still a second half. Do you want to continue?" Tony looked at Nick. Nick took two quick steps back and motioned for Tony to continue.
"Don't be nervous, it's just a verification. Come on, put on this helmet." Tony opened his hand, and several metal ingots around him were instantly transformed into a black cloud of nano-scale material. Under the gaze of everyone, the black cloud instantly shaped into a silver-white helmet with a very high-tech feel in Tony's hand.
Nick stared at Tony's familiar operation with his eyes wide open. He had seen the same thing, the same scene, done by someone else before.
"What is this?" Brother Jason took the helmet handed to him by Tony in a daze. It felt heavy in the hand and had a cold metallic touch.
"This is an instrument that can enhance your perception of the data dimension. To put it simply, you can think of it as a signal amplifier." Tony connected the instrument to energy.
After Tony's signal to put the helmet on, Jason followed Tony's instructions, closed his eyes, and switched back to his mutant form, concentrating his attention on the more distinct dimension. To his amazement, Jason discovered that his consciousness, under the influence of the helmet's instruments, seemed to have escaped the constraints of his body and traveled to a mysterious space. When he opened his eyes, he saw not the pitch blackness of the helmet, but a simple panel.
Under his gaze, the panel displayed all his data in front of him one by one in the form of virtual data projection. He even felt that he could not understand some of the data at all, but he was strangely able to understand it.
Finally, under a cascading stream of data, all of his stats were consolidated and categorized on a single panel. After discarding all the physical data, Jason was left with only the present moment to focus on.
[Character: Jason Nullman
Profession:???
Ability: Mechanical Mastery
Technique: Right Limb Energy Cannon [Owned]
Development: 1.7
Improvement: The development level is too low to be improved.
A ball of azure light suddenly appeared next to Jason's hand. He subconsciously grabbed it and held it in his palm. A message naturally appeared in his mind.
There were several types of technical drawings, one of which was a device for emitting energy pulses.
He is not a technical SHIELD agent, but this does not prevent him from having a strong feeling that according to these drawings, he can make it with his own ability.
But if you ask him to explain the technical principles in detail, he is helpless. This is one of those people who has the brain and can barely keep up with the hands, but has lost the ability to express himself verbally.
In this space, he could understand the blueprints and some of the techniques, but that was all he could do. It was as if someone had forced this technology into his head. He seemed to understand it all, but in reality, this understanding was entirely based on the person who gave him the blueprints!
He accepted and understood whatever was given to him, but when it came to improving the drawings based on his own understanding, he was completely clueless, unable to even identify the direction of improvement. He lacked the technical background and experience to improve and upgrade the drawings. All he could do was a one-to-one technical reproduction of the drawings.
Without understanding the technology, it's naturally impossible to accurately express it in a systematic way. Jason clearly sensed that this technology, which was forced upon him and didn't belong to him, couldn't be shared with others in any way. As a user, not a developer, he didn't have that authority.
The connection between consciousness and data space suddenly became much weaker, and a pulling sensation was pulling Jason back to reality.
"How is it? Did you receive the technology?" Stark helped Jason take off his perception helmet after he woke up, and asked with interest.
"What technology?" Nick interrupted impatiently. He realized that Stark's experiment was over. But he didn't know what the experiment tested or what it achieved.
"Some technical drawings." Jason rubbed his head, which was a little hot and swollen. He looked at Tony standing beside him in a daze and asked, "That ball of light, was it you who gave me, Mr. Stark?"
"Of course it's me." Tony transformed the helmet back into several metal ingots and dropped them onto the table, making a clanging sound. He looked at Jason encouragingly, pointed at the ingots, and said, "Come on, show me. Just follow the process outlined in your mind and use your abilities to make them. Believe in yourself, you can do it."
At Tony's urging, Jason stood up from his chair, looking at his boss and Stark while moving his mechanical arm to touch the metal ingots.
Nick looked at it with a dazed expression as it turned into a ball of liquid in Jason's hand, and then the liquid separated and shaped into delicate parts. These parts floated in the air, and in the next moment, with some pleasing and highly ornamental way of piecing together the parts, like a swallow flying into Jason's arms, they were assembled into a mechanical glove in Jason's hand.
[Energy Pulse Gloves]
Some of the technologies of the Mark series of battle suits.
"How did you do that?" Nick felt like the world had become a bit mysterious. He had no idea his subordinate had such a skill!
"The workmanship is crude. The cobbled-together energy pulse glove's performance is unsatisfactory, and it won't last long. More importantly, it's not stable. Expecting someone with no prior experience to suddenly become a master craftsman is a bit too much to ask for. Even if I've meticulously mapped out all the production processes and parts processing requirements into the blueprint, it's impossible for someone to create it overnight."
Tony stepped forward and knocked on the energy pulse glove Jason had made. With his ability, he only needed to touch it once to know its craftsmanship and structure. He threw the glove to Jason with some disappointment.
Jason hurriedly took the gloves that Stark threw to him and stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do next.
"Can this glove be used?" Nick's eyes were a little red.
"Of course it can be used, but the power might not be very good." Tony said softly, "Let him practice his skills. Practice makes perfect. This will help improve the yield rate of his products. If possible, at least let him read some books or take some further studies. Don't waste his abilities."
"How did you pass the technology to him? Through that helmet?" Nick was thinking in his mind.
"That helmet is just an auxiliary tool. What really matters is the data dimension! I said that before." Stark corrected Nick.