It is undeniable that Reed Richards has a talent for invention. While other scientists are limited by materials and environment, he has surpassed these things and developed some technologies that are beyond the limits of current world science and technology, and he can also realize them.
However, this kind of technology that directly skips many levels is bound to encounter various unexpected problems. Even though he has utilized the materials at hand to the utmost, the barrel theory based on the shortest barrel still applies to his invention.
The technologies he'd developed were feasible, even manufacturable, but they were often unstable. The more unimaginable the technology, the greater the chance of instability. Some were even disposable, discarded after use.
Of course, there will be more accidents and then various problems.
You can't tell this from his technical theories, because they are always flawless, leaving no one listening to find any flaws. But compared to the rigor of his theories and techniques, his finished products are immature. Many of them look like defective products.
But at least it works.
As a research invention that transcends the current level of science and technology, the fact that it can be used is already quite remarkable.
If he hadn't let go of his own limitations and stayed grounded, many of his inventions would have had a world-shaking impact. However, he disdained to pursue what he considered highly technical, or even trivial, research. He relished challenges, loved researching what he loved, and invented what fascinated him, and he always managed to successfully create these inventions.
In life, he may be a relatively down-to-earth person, but in scientific research, he is an arrogant dictator.
In his opinion, the only thing that limits him is not the materials or technology, but money!
Yes, he is short of money!
He needs money even more for his research!
Each of his most celebrated inventions was a groundbreaking technology, but the initial investment was at least in the hundreds of millions. With his fame and brains, he certainly had no shortage of big companies seeking him out. However, when so many companies collapsed because of his research, recruiters had to think carefully before hiring them.
After all, who wouldn't be scared when seeing people coming in and falling down one after another?
Before Osborn, Doom Industries, which had relied solely on Reed Richards for funding and equipment, was completely devastated by an accident. The head of the family, Victor von Doom, had vanished, leaving Doom Industries in disarray.
Reed Richards also had numerous requirements for his own technology, which led to his reputation being polarized in the industry. There were always people who couldn't help but invest in him, and there were always people who ended up in trouble because of his research.
As a result, Reed has become a love-hate relationship within the scientific research community. Investors no longer want his groundbreaking inventions; they just want him to tinker with some difficult problems and come up with a solution.
Simply put, Reed could no longer be allowed to express himself freely; he had to be given a topic to work on and a host of restrictions. Only in this way could his extraordinary yet unrealistic desire for technology be curbed.
Reed hated this kind of assignment, which was so restrictive that it made him feel uncomfortable, but for the sake of research and life, he had to accept it. Who made his research too dangerous and difficult to replicate on a large scale, or too impractical and expensive?
Although this high expenditure, in Reed's view, is already his way of cutting down costs to the lowest possible level. Doesn't he want his product to be stable and mature? The cost won't allow it!
So when Osborne Industries offered him an olive branch, Reed was very grateful. After joining, he was treated with respect and generous treatment, which made him even more grateful. Therefore, he worked diligently at Osborne Industries.
At least Osborne always managed to come up with some technical projects that would amaze him. They were all assignments, but these, with their high degree of freedom and divergence, were much better than the ones that made him uncomfortable.
In just one year, Osborn was able to produce a wide variety of inventions and technologies at an explosive rate. In addition to Harry himself, the participation of Reed Richards and others also contributed considerable strength.
Reed shared a similar joy for Harry Osborn, who had brought out these technologies. It was just that Harry was too busy and rarely met in person. However, they were close friends online, so much so that they had created a software specifically for their internal discussion of technical issues.
Osborn, who is at the center of the storm, and Reed Richards, who is a hot topic, some people even secretly waited for Osborn to have an accident in the early stage, but this time the waiting time is particularly long. Reed has joined Osborn for more than half a year, and Osborn Industries has not only had no accidents, but also has a feeling of prosperity.
Today, Osborne Industries has become a technological leader. He has licensed countless technologies, creating countless wealthy individuals and businesses. Businesses have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.
Osborne Industries has single-handedly nearly changed the rules of an entire industry. Talented young people, or struggling businesses seeking to avoid joining or being acquired by Osborne, can now easily secure large loans from major banks and investment institutions by passing Osborne's assessments and obtaining patents for its technologies. The contracts are so generous that banks and investors have a blind faith in this model.
As long as Osborne continues to produce new technologies and license them, those who obtain the technology licenses will be happy to invest as long as they can successfully convince them of the operational advantages. If you can subsequently succeed, these wealthy investors will find ways to invest more money in you.
Everyone was immersed in this miraculous and fanatical atmosphere brought about by Osborne and was unwilling to wake up. The feeling of speeding at high speed and opportunities everywhere was too wonderful.
But it turns out that wherever Reed Richards is, there will always be surprises arising from his research. Even if there is a moment of silence, it will eventually arrive, albeit late.
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"What's this?" Little Harry, upon receiving the news, hurried over with his crew. He looked at the dark, swirling hole that covered the walls of the sealed laboratory, like a portal to another dimension of hell. He took a deep breath and asked Reed, who looked peculiar. Several researchers were testing the rotating door with various instruments.
"An accident." Reed rubbed his hands awkwardly and looked away from Harry's "are you kidding me" gaze. "I'm researching the origin of psionics. I believe this energy doesn't belong to us, but comes from another dimension. I want to figure this out."
"Then, you summoned this door?"
Little Harry didn't display the rage Reid had assumed. This made Reid breathe a sigh of relief. He still quite enjoyed working at Osborn. If Harry Osborn behaved like his former employers, he would have no choice but to pack up and leave. Furthermore, he had a feeling that if Osborn suffered any setbacks because of him, he would likely be done with the research community for the rest of his life. No one would invest in him again, and no one would value him so highly. He would then be relegated to an awkward, marginalized position.
When people talk about him, they no longer even talk about his cool technological inventions, but instead keep chattering about how many companies he has ruined and how many investors have lost all their money and been forced into bankruptcy.
If he had a choice, Reed didn't want this to happen at all. So his desire to deal with this accident was unprecedentedly strong.
"I believe the world across here is a world of psychic energy, or at least something related to psychic energy. It's very close to us. I think it's worth studying. Of course, it looks a bit dangerous," Reed said, pausing as he gazed at the dark portal that looked like the entrance to hell. He still wanted to study it, but if Osborn refused, he would have to find a way to close it first.
"How about it?"
Ignoring Reed, Harry looked at a researcher beside him who was controlling an instrument. He had just sent several drones made by Osborn into the door.
"The signal is missing." The researcher being questioned looked at the black screen and shook his head.
"If you want to know what's on the other side of the door, you can send someone to take a look. Uh, I'm saying I'd be happy to be that person." Reed raised his hand.
"No, you shouldn't take the risk." Susan's cold eyes made Reed lower his hands in embarrassment. His lips trembled a few times, but he said nothing. He sighed and took a step back.
"If someone really needs to go exploring, you won't be the first group. We have more reliable options. For example, security guards and soldiers? The premise is that we have to use animals to confirm that there is no deadly danger on the other side." Little Harry comforted Reed and the research assistants who were listening with their ears perked up.
"That's a very sound approach," Susan agreed with Harry. She also thought it would be wise to let the animals check if there were any deadly dangers inside the door beforehand. Even if they did go in, they should be fully prepared and fully armed.
"Do you know what this is?"
Little Harry, using the symbiote network between the symbiotes, asked Big Harry through his symbiote, "Could this hole, which looks like a door, be a wormhole?" And on the other side of the wormhole, Big Harry's world was connected.
"No, I don't know what this is." Big Harry's voice was repeated in Harry's mind by the symbiote.
"Do you want to go in and take a look?" Little Harry asked again.
"There might be danger in there. When I was managing archives at the Time Administration, I remember seeing intelligence that there's a dangerous place called the Abyss Dimension where psychic energy resides. I don't know more specific information about the Abyss Dimension, but its danger level is unique, the highest level in the world! It can be used to destroy the world and the universe.
If any Dr. Reed were unlucky enough to connect to the Abyssal Dimension through psychic energy, then your civilization and world would likely have no future. Big Harry hesitated, then finally shared a secret intelligence he knew. After all, the mere sight of this door could cause immense discomfort. The longer one stared at it, the greater their emotional fluctuations, the more restless they became, and the more negative emotions they fostered.
Little Harry's heart tightened, and just when he wanted to ask something else, a voice filled with anxiety and panic suddenly sounded, diverting his attention back from Big Harry.
"Its energy index is rising, it's getting bigger!" The researcher responsible for using instruments to observe the door pointed to the door in the closed laboratory, which was beginning to surge like clouds and mist and fluctuate violently.
Everyone looked at the same time, and saw that the door was indeed growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this speed, the door would be connected to the ceiling in less than ten minutes. No one could be sure whether it would stop or...
"Evacuate the crowd and have them leave the industrial area first." Little Harry said decisively.
After hearing Harry's order, everyone got busy and began to collect the experimental data and backup materials. Reed looked at all this with a complicated expression, feeling that he had messed up again.
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The anomaly in the Osborne Industrial Zone quickly attracted the attention of the outside world. Although Osborne said nothing and only used the accident drill as an excuse, this did not make everyone believe it.
When two pictures circulated from within Osborne appeared on the Internet, speculation could no longer be suppressed.
The first picture showed a room-filling, swirling hole that seemed capable of absorbing a person's soul, emitting a black mist. The second picture showed the same hole, now occupied by a massive golden pupil. The bloodshot and intense madness within the pupils were so vivid that even a single glance could send many weak-minded individuals into panic and dread. This mad gaze was deeply imprinted in their minds, indelible.
Of course, these two pictures were quickly deleted from the Internet, but many people saw them, which still caused a commotion and official inquiries.
"What is that? Is it a creature from the other world?" Reed frowned slightly as he looked at the blurred image. Those eyes seemed to carry a powerful emotional force, and every being that saw them would be dominated by the emotions they contained. Several security guards had already fallen into a state of mental breakdown.
"That's a beast weapon infused with psychic energy." Little Harry, who got a possible answer from Big Harry, said with a headache.