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Chapter 203 Chapter 322 Chapter 323 Test Shock
"Um, Mr. Stark said he's still recovering in the hospital, and Dr. Reed..."

Before Dr. Spa Sheffield could finish his words, a tall, thin, dusty figure pushed the door open and walked in. It was none other than Reed Richards.

"Sorry, Commander Pantecost, I went to NASA to attend an important meeting on solar winds, and I rushed here right after it ended."

Reed Richards put down his briefcase and walked over to Stek Pentecost. He looked through the glass window at the [Female MUTO] in the hangar and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"What a beautiful mechanical creation!"

Stek Pantecost was not as optimistic as him. He said worriedly, "I hope this test will be successful, because... we really can't afford to delay any longer!"

This statement is definitely not alarmist.

Since the establishment of the PPDC, in just a few months, the number of member countries has plummeted from 185 at the beginning to 62 today!

Most of them are small countries with little strength and cannot provide much economic support.

Even so, the number of member states continues to decline...

Stek Pantecost really has a lot of grievances about this!

The reason why the [PPDC Organization] fell into such a miserable situation was naturally all due to Karl's [Didi proxy business].

Therefore, if the PPDC organization doesn’t show some results soon, who knows how many member states will be left in the end!

Five minutes passed in a flash.

Soon, the practical test of the whole machine No. 001 [Female MUTO Mecha] officially began.

Everyone looked towards the hangar nervously.

"The driver's helmet is loading data, and relay gel is being injected into the circuit armor suit..."

"The control cabin has been closed and locked, and the head of mecha No. 001 is ready to fall..."

"The female MUTO is ready for release..."

"Whereabouts approved!!"

As the order was given, the huge mecha head began to slide down along the guide rails on both sides, and after dozens of seconds it was heavily pressed against the mecha body below.

Click click click——

There was a series of loud noises as parts snapped together.

The head and body of the giant mecha are perfectly integrated together.

The huge energy supply device on the chest then lit up with a circular fluorescent white light.

From a distance, it looks like an enlarged version of the [Ark Reactor] in the [Iron Man].

The same is true.

The power core used by the Hunter mecha is powered by Tony Stark's [Ark Reactor Technology]... well, it's free!

"Interaction successful..."

"Starting driver interaction program, driver interaction in progress..."

"First full-scale test run of [Female MUTO Mech] No. 001 has begun. Pilot neural interaction will begin in fifteen seconds..."

"Fifteen, fourteen... three, two, one, neural interaction activated... neural interaction sensing is perfect!!"

"Left hemisphere undergoing automatic calibration, right hemisphere undergoing automatic calibration... verified, transmitting..."

The gigantic [Female MUTO Mech], under the control of two pilots, slowly raised one of its giant forelimbs and slammed it heavily on the ground.

boom--

The entire hangar shook violently.

Immediately afterwards, this huge monster, about 96 meters high and weighing about 3800 tons, began to move slowly to the outside of the hangar.

Afterwards, the next planned combat action was tested on the expanded field.

"Wow, the test looks quite successful!"

Reed Richards said with a smug look on his face, "Mr. Pentecost, thank you for choosing my plan. I believe the era of [PPDC] and [Hunter Mech] will officially begin!!"

"Dr. Reed, it's my honor too..."

Just as Stek Pantecost was smiling and preparing to start a business compliment, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the control room without warning.

"Warning! Warning! The driver is lost..."

Dr. Spa Schaeffer immediately rushed to the main console, looked at the abnormal data report, and cried out in shock: "Oh no! Both pilots are lost at the same time!!"

Stek Pantecost asked in disbelief, "How is it possible? Their [synchronization rate] is so high, why did they get lost at the same time?"

"Try to wake the driver up immediately, don't let them be trapped in their memories."

"Sir, this is bad. 001 [Female MUTO] is activating its weapon system, and the plasma cannon is charging..."

At this time, the huge mecha in the square had its mouth split open in all directions, and the [attack part] inside which was gathering azure energy was aimed at the hangar where Stek Pantecost and others were.

Σ(⊙▽⊙“a??
Damn it?

Good luck! ! !
Seeing this, Stek Pantecost yelled, "Damn it! Stop them! Activate the fail-safe device immediately!"

Dr. Spa Sheffield tapped a red emergency button several times and said with a bitter face:
"Sir, the fail-safe device is malfunctioning, the neural resistor is malfunctioning...the two of them are too firmly connected to the mecha!!"

"Fake."

Stek Pantecost was so anxious that he almost cursed. He was about to order everyone to evacuate the control room immediately, but he heard Reed Richards loudly reminding him:

"Quick, remotely cut off the mecha's main power supply immediately!!"

The staff immediately did as they were told in a flurry of activity.

Fortunately! !
The next second, the central control system's prompt sounded, "The weapon system has been disconnected, and the neural interaction system has terminated... The neural interaction test has failed this time."

call--

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This time it can definitely be considered a close call!

A few minutes later, the maintenance personnel who entered the mecha brought back the news.

"Reporting to the commander, one of the two pilots died on the spot, and the other has fallen into a deep coma. The cause of the accident is currently unknown..."

Upon hearing this, Stek Pantecost's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and he looked at Reed Richards, who seemed to be fine, with some annoyance.

You are just a crow beak, why can't you just be a quiet spectator?
However, Reed Richards, who had no idea he was being disliked, pretended to be nonchalant and asked:

"Mr. Pentecost, I saw in the report that there seems to be a backup team of pilots... So, should we try again?"

Swah——

All the staff in the control room turned to look at Reed Richards and cast extremely unfriendly glances.

Please, you crow-beak, can you please be kind and disappear from here as soon as possible?

You actually want to do it again?
Are you feeling a little disappointed that we weren't killed in one shot?
Draw a circle to curse you!
But who would have thought that Stek Pantecost would give the order without a second thought: "Replace the driver immediately and proceed to the next test."

"what?"

Everyone, including Dr. Spa Sheffield, was stunned.

No, sir, why are you in such a hurry?

Are you really in a hurry to reincarnate?

At least let us calm down a bit.

"Excuting an order."

Stek Pantecost's tone gradually became stern. "The accident just now was most likely caused by the driver's improper operation, so this possibility must be ruled out in the next test!!"

For him, there is no turning back now.

If this test fails, I'm afraid the [PPDC Organization] will have no future!

So even if it means risking his life, Stek Pantecost must give it a try this time.

Soon, the second group of drivers successfully entered the cab.

All the steps and operating procedures were repeated again.

Throughout the entire process, everyone was nervous and silently praying that the test would pass smoothly.

During this period, Reed Richards wanted to say something several times, but was successfully stopped by Stek Pantecost and others as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

He almost died!
Fortunately, the entire test process was completed smoothly without any accidents or abnormalities.

The two pilots' [synchronization rate] is also very high.

It was not until the central control system announced "test successful" that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, followed by enthusiastic cheers and screams.

"Huh...it seems my bet was right."

Stek Pantecost finally let go of his anxious heart. Although two "Ranger" students were lost in this accident, the result was still satisfactory.

Then, as if remembering something, he turned to look at Reed Richards, who was pursing his lips and looking around, and said jokingly:

"Dr. Reed, if possible, I hope that next time you come to [PPDC], you can only bring your brain and hands. Remember to leave your mouth at home!!"

The expression on Reed Richards' face kept changing, as if he was saying: I don't believe you at all, you old man are so bad!

……

After leaving the [PPDC Organization], Reed Richards immediately rushed to the next important location - [Doom Group].

And his good friend and assistant Ben Grimm was already waiting there.

"Reed, look..."

Ben Grimm, a burly man with a large bald head, pointed at the giant bronze statue of the Doom Corporation, which was about to be completed, and couldn't help but mutter inwardly:
"That Doom guy actually built a 10-meter-high statue of himself in front of the building? That's a bit too ostentatious!"

"Yeah." Reed Richards pursed his lips and said with a slightly complicated expression:

"Perhaps he wants those visitors who come here for the first time to subconsciously feel inferior when they see him?"

"Who cares? This thing is useless to us anyway." Ben Grimm subconsciously straightened his chest and asked in confusion as he walked into the building:
"But Reed, why are we here for no reason? Isn't the special funding from NASA still used up?"

"Ben, it's not about money. You'll know the details later."

Reed Richards said this very perfunctorily, and then the two of them walked into the building.

……

A few minutes later.

In the chairman's office on the top floor.

"After a series of scientific studies, I've discovered that if specific plants and cells are directly exposed to the high-energy radiation storm generated by the coronal solar wind, there's a high probability that it could trigger the evolution of early planetary life..."

Reed Richards stood in front of a holographic model of the Earth and gave a speech to Victor von Doom, who was sitting in the main seat.

"Luckily, according to NASA... ahem, my calculations suggest that in about half a month, a small energy cloud with characteristics consistent with the cosmic solar wind will pass by Earth's orbit."

"If I... I mean, if we could conduct research directly in space at that time, it would probably fundamentally advance our understanding of the structure of the human genome.

Thus, we can develop effective medicines that can cure countless diseases, even extend human lifespan and make newborns stronger and smarter..."

Although Reed Richards spoke passionately, Victor von Doom, who was sitting at the main seat, seemed somewhat uninterested and could not help but interrupt:
"That's enough, Reed. I think you've explained it clearly enough. You haven't changed at all. You're still thinking about shouldering the development and destiny of the world, just like you did in college."

"I heard that you've been doing very well at the PPDC recently, and NASA just added 2.36 million in special funding to your project."

Victor von Doom propped his chin with both hands, looked at the other party with a playful look, and asked:

"Since you're not short of money right now, what are you planning on doing by coming all the way to me... You're not just trying to show off your research findings to me, are you?"

"Victor, you misunderstood." Reed Richards quickly explained, "Remember when we were in school, we said we must work together if we have the chance in the future?"

"That's what I came here to talk to you about today... The high-energy radiation storms generated by the solar wind are extremely deadly to humans, and ordinary space stations are either too small or simply don't have the ability to withstand radiation storms."

"And there is a special protective shield outside the control room of your space station to protect the operators inside from radiation harm."

"Oh."

Victor von Doom's face suddenly showed a hint of understanding, and he said calmly, "So what you want is my 'big toy'!"

"But the problem is, I haven't invested in this project, so why should I lend you the space station?"

Reed Richards seemed to have expected that the other party would use this to threaten him, and shrugged helplessly.

"If you're willing to lend me the space station, I'll pay you a reasonable commission from the final results from my share of the proceeds."

"I want a 70% share..."

A sly glint flashed in Victor von Doom's eyes, and he blurted out in a firm tone, "And, like NASA, we'll also attach all the application results and patents!"

(End of this chapter)