binary dead train

Chapter 43 Armor Test
Kahn led Turing through the shooting range and came to a mechanical gate behind the bar.

"A little secrecy."

After explaining something to Turing, Kahn walked to the door and pressed it a few times. There was a palm-sized side terminal there.

"So the place outside is for mercenaries?" Turing pointed to the shooting range outside.

"Some so-called high-ranking members that the manager got here can come here. It can be regarded as business. Sometimes they will spontaneously organize some gun competitions... some small gambling games."

Turing nodded, knowing a little more about the life of a mercenary.

Then he turned his head and saw Kahn gently press his face a few centimeters away from the terminal, and a ray of light passed over the surface of her eyeballs.

"Iris verification?" Turing wondered where this is.

"Yes."

Kahn straightened up, the sound of mechanical turning and snapping came from the heavy steel door, and it opened with a soft sound of the air valve.

It was pitch black inside.

"Come on, this is my favorite place."

Kahn walked in first, and the sensor lights inside lit up one by one, and Turing followed her, so that she could get a glimpse of the whole picture.

The whole room is not too big, but there are all kinds of mechanical instruments, like a small laboratory.

Turing also saw a bed in the corner, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

"this is yours……"

"Bedroom. One." Kahn smiled faintly.

"I remember you seem to say that you are not a scientist?"

Looking at the machines in the room, Turing thought of the first time he met Kahn, and when he asked her about carbon transformation, she refused her question on the grounds that she was not a scientist.

"Of course not, and the accurate name should be a mechanic. I'm just a user."

"Shouldn't this be a place where any mercenary can come?" Turing asked.

Large basement, mechanical door with iris check.

They are only meeting for the second time now, and this place is obviously not simple, which makes him somewhat suspicious of Kahn's intentions.

"Do you think anyone can drink the wine I mix?" Kahn tilted his head.

"You are the constructor of Carbon Transformation. Grandpa asked me to help you as much as possible before leaving. But after grandpa returns, you have to go to Wilson Company."

"So what exactly is carbon change?"

This is where Turing has been puzzled.Sachs helped himself, and Kahn always used "carbon transformation" to prevaricate himself. How good is the carbon transformation, allowing your grandpa and grandson to help you with various equipment?
"I know you don't trust me."

Kahn propped his back on a table, his cold green eyes glanced at Turing.

"I told you about the concept of strengthening the system before. The Wilson Company has been researching this. Grandpa is a loyal supporter of the carbon transformation system."

"The reason why Carbon Transformation is called Carbon Transformation is because this system is intended to feed back the human body based on special implants, so as to change the nature of human beings as carbon-based organisms, and thus sublimate to a new species with no theoretical limit. "

"Of course, no one has been able to really do it so far. You just listen to the story."

"As a person with signs of carbon transformation, you are naturally the 'similar' that grandpa values. This is beyond the reach of ordinary people. And even if the carbon transformation system is successful, it is a rare species."

Hearing Kahn's words, Turing rubbed his forehead.

Carbon changes, what does carbon look like?
Is it silicon based?
If so, then he seems to have a way.For example, take a shot of decarburized stock solution and transform on the spot.

Turing hadn't tried human injections yet.

So Sachs' system is actually somewhat similar to Geller Sting's?

Stopping the random thoughts in his mind, he turned his head to look at Kahn, and asked tentatively:
"So you want to try slicing me?"

"Of course not." Kahn was amused by Turing's statement, "Anatomy is meaningless for the study of carbon transformation. Grandpa should ask you to do research together and do some calculations. It will also be good for your body."

"Then why didn't you tell me before?"

"Too lazy to say." Kahn tilted his head lazily, "Anyway, when you go to the company, grandpa will tell you these things."

Turing: "..."

Although I don't know why Wilson's grandson and grandson always think that they are some kind of "carbon man", but their phantom limbs are transformed from creepers, and they have reached a strange symbiotic state with themselves. Turing can also feel that after mechanization The creeper has been subtly changing his body.

Such as enhanced memory, neural reflexes and dynamic vision, these obvious brain-related changes are the biggest evidence.

"So trust me, we have no ill intentions towards you. Just to remind you, grandpa may want to absorb you into the company."

"I'll talk about this later. Let's get to the point first."

Turing was not too pretentious on this issue, and Lucia's little trouble was still on it.

He was going to visit the Wilson company, and he generally accepted Kahn's remarks.Sachs has seen himself before. If he wanted to reveal his identity or ability information, he would have done so long ago.

But joining the Wilson company, he hadn't thought about this possibility.

Without further delay, he took off his coat directly, revealing the phantom limb exoskeleton.

The moment he took off his coat, Kahn's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is this... your implant?"

She walked quickly in front of Turing, reached out and touched the exoskeleton on his chest.

She remembered the shape of the Turing implant, which was very similar to this one.

"That's right, an application that was just created today."

"Did you dismantle a tentacle and build it?" Kahn asked curiously.

Kahn didn't know that mechanical proliferation was a very buggy feature, and he didn't know that phantom limbs were originally plants, so it was impossible for him to think that they were "grown".

Turing was speechless, and directly untied the phantom limb covering the body surface. A burst of mechanical tentacles danced wildly, and finally drooped behind him, but he didn't retract the main body. The ability of mechanical proliferation is difficult to explain, and he didn't want to expose it.

"In fact, there are more of them than you think."

"So it's like this... Your helmet is also your implant? You want to test the impact resistance of this application?"

Kahn changed his laziness and touched Turing's helmet with great interest, but Turing turned his head too far, so he could only grab the tentacles behind him.

But then, this curiosity turned into intense doubt.

"This material...is very unique, not ordinary steel. What kind of implant is this?"

Listening to Kahn's question, Turing said seriously:

"It's a creeper."

"A creeper on your back? That's a bad joke."

Kahn smiled, obviously not taking it seriously.

Turing shrugged.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

"You want anti-seismic equipment, are you worried about the impact resistance of the exoskeleton?"

Turing nodded, and told Kahn that the exoskeleton blocked the bullet but his shoulder was injured, but he didn't say too many details, such as the ability of mechanical proliferation.

"Let me see your injury."

Turing paused, his helmet turned to Kahn, and his hesitant voice came:
"You want me to take it off?"

Hearing this, Kahn stretched out his hand and gently touched the side of Turing's helmet.

"You're shy."

No matter how you look at that action, it looks like you are touching your face to make fun of it.

"I do not have."

Turing vetoed it in one word.After lightly blocking Kahn's hand, he turned around and took off his clothes, revealing his pale upper body.

"You are narrower than you look. Well...not a particularly serious injury. Can you cover it again?" Gentle fingers poked Turing's shoulder lightly, and slightly complained about his figure.

Turing rolled his eyes under the helmet, and the exoskeleton reassembled on his body.

What is "narrow"?Isn't it just that he doesn't have such big muscles?

Seeing Turing complete the package again, Kahn walked to the mechanical table, pulled out a pistol from below and pointed it at Turing.

Click.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry, this is a small-caliber pistol, and its power is not very good. Try it first."

After speaking, Kahn directly pulled the trigger.

clang!
The bullet hit the exoskeleton and was directly bounced off.

"How does it feel?" Kahn raised the pistol to his face.

"A little stuffy."

"Then try this."

Then Turing saw Kahn pull out a large revolver from under the table and shoot Turing in the chest.

Ouch!
With a louder impact, Turing felt a slight pain in his chest.

"It hurts a bit, but it's okay." He quickly withdrew his phantom limb and exposed his chest for inspection.

When he was hit in the ruins before, his phantom limb made his own choice under his strong evasion consciousness, and the coverage was relatively weak.

However, the current phantom limb was carefully adjusted by him, and it still had an impact, but it would not cause him to be injured instantly.

"Well... the ability to release and absorb kinetic energy is indeed limited." Kahn commented, put away the gun, and walked over to check Turing's chest.

At this time, her gaze was attracted by a faint scar on the other's chest.

"What is this? Traces of surgery?"

Kahn compared positions.

"This position... have you had heart surgery before?"

Turing shook his head slightly: "What's next?"

Seeing that Turing didn't want to say more, Kahn didn't care too much, but looked up and down Turing's upper body.

"Turn around."

Turing revealed his back to Kahn as requested.

Kahn took out a special ruler and recorded the detailed area covered by the phantom limb behind Turing.

Afterwards, Kahn walked to a pile of sundries, searched inside, found a broken armor, and tore off the outer armor plate hanging on it.

"This is a broken power armor, something from the Ninth Division. It was left by a mercenary in the past. The inside of this armor contains technological components from the Nineth Division's Evolution Research Institute, which can help you absorb shocks and impacts .”

"It's a bit big." Turing frowned. This kind of thing is not suitable for hiding.

"We don't want the superficial part."

With that said, Kahn walked to a workbench, performed a quick and skillful operation, cut, and took out the innermost layer of armor lining.

The current armor only has a thickness of about 2 centimeters, the surface is densely covered with high and low protrusions, and a hole is cut out on the back for the main body of the phantom limb.There is also a layer of soft padding inside for comfort and more cushioning.

Turing changed back into his clothes and put on his inner lining, but he didn't wear his coat.

"It's okay, there's not much hindrance."

Turing moved his shoulders, and there was no problem, so he let the exoskeleton cover it, and slightly modified the surface distribution, so that the phantom limb could firmly clamp the inner lining.

"Then, test it again?"

Then Turing saw Kahn pull out a sniper rifle about her height from under the table.

　Sorry yesterday, there are two updates today.

Then there will be another chapter to make up for yesterday's.

There will be a new recommendation tomorrow, and it will be a little slow, so I won’t finish it all at once.

Thank you for still voting, chirp

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