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Upon entering this crimson realm, Lin Nan channeled his consciousness into the Dream Harmony Capsule. In that instant, the crimson mist in the space suddenly began to swirl, coalescing into vortex after vortex.

Lin Nan looked up and saw that the vortex was filled with bizarre and wonderful scenes, some colorful and some eerie and terrifying, like a dream.

Does this mean that having this dream capsule will allow me to enter other people's dreams?

Thinking of this, Lin Nan's heart pounded. Dreams are an extension of the subconscious. People can lie, but dreams cannot.

Moreover, the value of this item goes far beyond that. On a practical level, it would leave traces whenever he needed to contact Peter, Harry, or even Norman.

Is he dreaming? Aside from those mystical forces, probably no one could tell.

Thinking of this, Lin Nan tried to touch those vortexes with her consciousness.

The extended consciousness, like a feather, gently landed in the vortex.

However, the vortex exerted a tremendous crushing force, instantly shredding Lin Nan's extended consciousness to shreds!

Lin Nan groaned, and his body in the dream shook violently. Even the dream space became unstable and almost shattered.

"What's going on? Is it because my compatibility and synchronization rate are insufficient?"

The thought came to Lin Nan's mind, and it felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.

But he didn't dare try again and withdrew from the lucid dream space.

In reality, Lin Nan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and gasped for breath. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his temples were throbbing with pain. Clearly, the trauma to his consciousness had also manifested in his physical body.

Even the usually calm Lin Nan was somewhat annoyed. "Karma Temple, Karma Temple, why didn't you provide a detailed instruction manual? Aren't you just bullying honest people?"

But complaining was useless. Lin Nan forced himself to calm down and carefully examined the new dream capsule.

It's beautiful, crystal clear, like it's filled with starlight. But when will I be able to use my own dream chat room?

The current compatibility and synchronization rate, although fluctuating somewhat, are basically stable between 30 and 40. Based on the strangulation sensation emanating from those vortexes, they need to be at least doubled before they can be used!

Suddenly, Lin Nan saw the numbers above the gashapon machine in her mind and froze.

The number above the gashapon machine changed to 1000, which means that he needs to acquire at least 1000 causal points in order to draw the next dream capsule!

While feeling somewhat annoyed, Lin Nan had also long anticipated that as he became more deeply involved in this world, causal points would become easier to acquire, and some inflation would be reasonable.

Just a few seconds ago, on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, inside a private clinic.

Norman Osborn and Daredevil both shuddered simultaneously.

"You felt it too?" Norman asked.

Daredevil's emotions were unreadable behind his red sunglasses, but his voice trembled slightly: "Yes, I felt it too."

Chapter 37 Thunder Descends

Matt's radar senses were heightened to the extreme as he tried to pinpoint the source of that mental fluctuation.

But this spiritual fluctuation was ethereal and fleeting, like a gentle breeze that swept by without leaving any trace.

Moreover, if this fluctuation hadn't been directed at the two of them, even with Green Goblin energy and radar sensors, they wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

Matt clearly felt that the slightly restless green threads on Norman's body were gently touched by this fluctuation and instantly calmed down.

Although the total amount of green energy remained unchanged and stubbornly entwined within Norman's body, its activity was indeed suppressed again.

“This…” Norman was somewhat incredulous.

Matt savored the fluctuations he had just experienced, which seemed somewhat similar to the energy Lin Nan had left in Norman's body.

Lin Nan? This kind of remote mental interference is more mysterious and advanced than Matt had imagined; it's definitely not a capability that current technology and mutations can possess.

No... there are, but the types are definitely different.

“Lin Nan…” Matt murmured to himself.

The room returned to silence, but Norman was clearly in much better condition; his breathing was more steady, and his brow was no longer furrowed.

Matt and Norman tacitly avoided revealing the source of this energy.

After a long silence, Matt finally said, "I've contacted the special department. Are you ready to hand yourself over?"

Norman felt as if his heart was bleeding, but he still nodded firmly: "I've compiled some data, and combined with our own situation, it might be able to help them find a safe way to suppress it."

"It could even help them develop measures to deal with such out-of-control events, but I need to ensure that these studies are conducted under strict supervision."

"To ensure that it can be used to prevent such tragedies, rather than creating new weapons."

"And those children, they need real protection, not surveillance."

Matt thought about it carefully and commented, "Your request is reasonable, but also a bit naive."

“You are dealing with a massive machine where individual rights and morality often mean little. I can only do my best, but I cannot guarantee the final outcome.”

Norman smiled bitterly, as if he had become a completely different person after going through all this. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Whatever the outcome, I thank you for your help, Attorney Matt. Besides, I'm not exactly a weakling."

Daredevil shook his head: "The one you should thank is not me, Norman, but your young friend. His power is far beyond our imagination."

Norman's mind drifted to Lin Nan's image. This time, he buried his gratitude deep in his heart, remaining silent. Like an ordinary old man, he curled up on the bed.

Matt stood up: "Now that he has proven to me that there are indeed ways to eliminate these hidden dangers in you, I should speed things up as well."

Time passed quietly, and Attorney Matt's actions were swift and precise, typical of Daredevil.

Two or three days later, Lin Nan tried to use the Harmony Dream Capsule to perceive everything in New York and found that the cold fluctuations belonging to the military had almost disappeared, leaving only some stubborn remnants.

He finally relaxed and got a good night's sleep.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of Stark Tower, Tony wasn't in the mood for that.

He stood guard in front of the control panel, clutching an energy replenishment bottle and gulping it down, his eyes fixed on the holographic projection.

His blood toxicity level had reached 40%.

On the other end of the holographic projection, the model was frantically calculating under Jarvis's full power.

Just now, the new model's stabilization time has exceeded two seconds, and the model has changed from white to a warm golden yellow.

The model looks completely different from existing elemental models. It doesn't show any particle structure; instead, it looks more like a weaving of rules at a higher level of consciousness and matter.

“Jarvis, analyze this structure,” Tony commanded, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

"In the analysis, the energy intensity is 302% of the current palladium core, the stability exceeds 99% in extreme environments, there is zero rejection of human tissue, and no potential toxicity. Sir, this is theoretically a perfect replacement core!"

Jarvis's voice carried a rare hint of surprise.

“The perfect… replacement…” Tony murmured to himself, staring at the golden model on the screen as if he could see another door slowly opening.

This wasn't a discovery, it was a creation. Based on the energy fluctuations discovered in Hell's Kitchen, Tony actually pointed to a near-perfect answer in the simulation.

"Hahahaha!" Tony laughed loudly, "Jarvis, I don't have to wait to die anymore! When I get better, I'm going to eat ten cheeseburgers, and I'm going to fly over and pee on the heads of those idiots at Hammer Industries!"

"Sir, your armor has a urine filter, so your urine will be clear water!"

"Just turn it off then!"

Tony stopped laughing, his heart filled with gratitude and curiosity for the provider.

"Jarvis, start the design of the Mark VI armor. Let's see if we can actually synthesize it." Tony threw the supplement in his hand out violently, as if he had injected a hundred vials of stimulants.

"Also, have you found any trace of the person who sent the signal?"

"No, no similar fluctuations have been observed recently."

"No... They've hidden it very well." Tony shook his head, not wanting to waste his energy on this. "Regardless of who this mysterious person is, what we need to do next is turn theory into reality!"

"Yes, sir! But it's very difficult, and our time..."

"Don't talk to me about time!" Tony interrupted. "Even if there's only a one in ten million chance, I'm going to make it a reality!"

As Jarvis operates at full speed, countless complex lines intersect and gradually converge into a strange, warm golden light, which should be the color of the new element.

However, the model abruptly stopped in the final stage of the calculation, freezing in mid-air, and the entire interface turned gray.

“Sir, we are lacking some data. Some things in the model are not on the material level!” Jarvis’s voice rang out.

"Another level?" Tony's fire slowly died down. "What do you mean? The magicians in the circus? Or do we have to find it in our dreams?!"

"No record found in the database."

Tony slid slowly into the chair and fell into deep thought.

Jarvis's simulation analysis showed that this new element does theoretically exist, but it cannot be synthesized. What use is a perfect element that only exists in theory?

Tony rubbed his temples and sighed, "Well, it wasn't a complete waste of time. At least I gained something. Truth is just as important as life."

Suddenly, the lights of the entire Stark Tower, no, the entire city of New York, flickered.

All the precision instruments in the laboratory simultaneously emitted piercing alarm sounds!

Jarvis's voice suddenly rang out, unusually urgent: "Warning! Unidentified spatial fluctuations detected! Origin...outside the atmosphere!!"

Tony Stark looked up sharply and saw through the glass dome a dazzling, seven-colored beam of light tearing through the sky, piercing the clouds, and descending at an unimaginable speed toward New Mexico.

Wherever the seven-colored beam of light passed, the clouds and sky were torn open, leaving a seven-colored trail that lingered for a long time!

The intensity of the light and the energy fluctuations made Tony Stark's eyes light up.

This level of technology is probably beyond what existing technology can achieve!

Is it a natural phenomenon? Or, as Jarvis analyzed, does it originate from another dimension?

Rumble...

A deep, muffled rumble of thunder, seemingly from the ends of the earth, delayed for a few seconds, traveled from the horizon, echoing throughout New York and rattling the windows.

The alarms in the laboratory gradually subsided, and the lights came on.

Tony looked up, motionless, at the remaining traces of rainbow colors in the sky.

Meanwhile, Lin Nan, who was meditating on the mattress, was holding the Dream Harmony Capsule and sensing the suspicious fluctuations in New York.

Just then, an unimaginably massive wave swept across the New York skyline.

"What is that?!"

Lin Nan suddenly opened his eyes. This fluctuation, in his senses, was vast and ancient, filled with divine majesty, far greater than anything he could perceive in New York City!