Chapter 611: That's not important. What is important? (First update, please subscribe!)

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Professor Curt Connors stared blankly at the metal arm that had appeared out of thin air in the other person's hand, his mind full of question marks.

The metal arm wasn't the point.

The "out of thin air" part was!

"You... where did you take that from?"

Professor Curt Connors stared blankly at Su Quan, unable to see any place on him where he could have hidden that arm.

This wasn't scientific!

Even if it were magic or a sleight of hand, it should still follow basic logic, right?

"That's not important. What's important is..."

"No, this is very important!"

Professor Curt Connors didn't play by the rules, his attention not shifting at all.

Mechanical prosthetics, no matter how good or advanced the technology, could never compare to a real arm. But this trick of pulling things out of thin air was different.

He had an absurd premonition that this was definitely not an ordinary method!

"After you join my research team, believe me, you won't be curious about such trivial matters anymore, because there will be... too many things that make you curious!"

"For now, why not take a look at the arm and see if you're satisfied."

Su Quan handed over the mechanical arm, and Professor Curt Connors had to temporarily suppress the curiosity in his heart and began to observe it.

"Huh, this material seems a bit unusual."

Discovering something strange, he turned around and began testing it with equipment.

Once he started testing, he couldn't stop.

"My God! It's actually an unknown metal material!!!"

"This strength! This density! I can guarantee that this is definitely the strongest metal on Earth right now, bar none!"

Professor Curt Connors turned his head excitedly to look at Su Quan: "What kind of metal is this? Where did you find it!"

"It's called vibranium!"

"Also, don't just look at the material; look at the technology."

What Su Quan had taken out was the Winter Soldier's vibranium arm. The vibranium material only enhanced the arm's strength and durability; the real core selling point was the usage and control technology that rivaled a real arm.

It is no exaggeration to say that the technology of the vibranium arm is more than a dozen, or even dozens of generations ahead of any prosthetic technology on the market!

He had opened a company called Void Medical in the Green Arrow multiverse, specializing in the production and sale of prosthetics made with this technology, so he was very clear about the technical level of the prosthetic circle.

Shocked.

Professor Curt Connors was thoroughly shocked.

He looked at Su Quan and said incredulously: "The neural system on this mechanical arm is too perfect. As long as it is properly tuned, I believe its performance will be the same as a real arm, or even better!"

"Such perfect neural technology, even Otto couldn't do it. Who, who made this?"

Previously, he had felt that no matter how good or advanced a mechanical prosthetic was, it could never compare to a real arm. Now... he felt he had been a frog in a well.

"Not important."

Su Quan shook his head with a smile.

"Not important? Unknown metal material, perfect neural technology, and you say these aren't important?" Professor Curt Connors was a bit angry, feeling that Su Quan was belittling the importance of this arm.

"It really isn't important, because I have as many of these arms as I want. Regardless of the material or the technology, it doesn't count as top-tier here," Su Quan said frankly.

"..."

Professor Curt Connors was rendered speechless by Su Quan's "humblebrag" answer, but he was a smart man after all, and after calming down, he reacted immediately.

If this didn't count as top-tier, it meant that his research team had better and more advanced materials and technology.

He pondered for a moment and asked slowly: "If I agree to join your research team, what conditions do I need to accept?"

Su Quan raised the corners of his mouth and said: "I already said just now, when there are no research tasks, I can provide unlimited funding for you to study your own projects."

"In addition, the location of the laboratory is relatively secret. Although your personal freedom won't be restricted, it's difficult to enter and exit freely. As for the reason, you'll know after you join."

"Also, the Otto you mentioned earlier is Dr. Otto Octavius, right? He is your good friend and also one of my targets for invitation, so..."

"You want me to persuade him to join first?" Professor Curt Connors heard the implication in his words.

Su Quan nodded with a smile: "I have money, a lot of money. It's no exaggeration to say it's inexhaustible. As long as he joins my research team, I will also provide unlimited funding for him to study his own nuclear energy project."

Professor Curt Connors no longer doubted that Su Quan was just painting a pretty picture; after all, the vibranium and neural technology alone could make him incredibly wealthy.

"I only have one question now."

"What question?"

"This arm, I can't use it!"

"..."

Professor Curt Connors had lost his right arm, but the Winter Soldier's vibranium arm was a left arm, so no matter how good the material or how perfect the technology, he couldn't use it!

He couldn't have two left arms, could he?

Su Quan smiled and asked: "What did you say?"

"I can't use it, because this arm is a left..." Professor Curt Connors' words stopped abruptly as if someone had grabbed his throat.

He looked at the vibranium arm, blinked hard several times, rubbed his eyes, and shouted in shock: "How can this be? It was clearly a left arm before, ho... how did it suddenly become a right arm?"

Yes, the shocking arm had changed from a left arm to a right arm!

"It can change?"

This was Professor Curt Connors' first reaction.

Su Quan shook his head: "No."

"Then..."

"That's not important!"

Fine, "not important" again. Professor Curt Connors really wanted to know what, to him, was actually important!

Half an hour later, at the school gate.

Professor Curt Connors shook Su Quan's hand with both hands and said gratefully: "I will finish the resignation procedures and contact Dr. Otto as soon as possible."

"I'll wait for your call."

Su Quan smiled, bid farewell to Professor Curt Connors, and turned to get into the car.

"Vroom!"

The sports car shot out like an arrow.