[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer":3,"chapter-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-211":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Cyberpunk: Cross-dimensional Science and Engineering",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1151702,1495,"Chapter 211 - 193: Remodeling the Dream","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-211",211,"\u003Cp>\"The neural interface technology has been completely retrieved—the Rhino Armor is about to be assembled, thanks to the energy you provided.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right, let me show you the coordination between ground and aerial weapons, an original creation of the Osborne Group.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman hung up the phone—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process of reclaiming Dr. Otto’s research had been a long one; under normal circumstances, it would have taken at least half a year to complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the help of club members, Norman managed to complete the entire process in less than two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he was targeting another scientist: Adrian Tums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true master in the field of electronics engineering and advanced in years—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He, holding numerous patents and inventions, should have been a millionaire, at the very least not strapped for cash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the doctor had an idiosyncrasy: since childhood, he dreamed of flying in the skies like a bird—not by plane, but by attaching wings to his body and taking flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his secret, yet due to a lack of funds, he took on many jobs, one of which was a municipal electric grid project for the Osborne Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After multiple collaborations, he showed Norman this machine:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A type of single-person armor that enabled one to move freely in flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman fell in love with this equipment at first sight; it was naturally a piece of individual combat gear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tums looked at the American soldiers and agents on his doorstep and at Norman, who was leading the pack, and was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Norman? What is this about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dr. Tums... I’m sorry, may we talk inside?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian felt uneasy, but he was even less willing to confront the group of opaque and menacing figures outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the two entered the house, and Norman sighed first, as if brewing his emotions and phrasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Dr. Tums, you know that our country is at war right now, don’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what?\" Tums had barely finished when his expression changed, as if realizing something, \"My invention is not a military weapon, what are you trying to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But it has the potential to become a military weapon, and I am sorry, old friend, duty calls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not a bad thing, aren’t you lacking funds? The military will fully sponsor your research, and we have new technologies that can help you resolve the last issues with the machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it has been tested! It’s feasible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, no—Norman, I shared this secret with you because I thought you were a friend, but you’re selling me out?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man over sixty questioned furiously, his wrinkled brows almost merging into one in his anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a talented scientist, a dream chaser, and he knew the potential of his invention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he just wanted to fly freely in that machine, not to use it for war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman was a charismatic entrepreneur with the ability to see into people’s hearts and gain their trust—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trusting a demon comes at a cost, and now it was Tums’s turn to pay that price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn’t selling! Look outside, our country is at war! Our young men are dying on the battlefield, the economy is in recession, terrorism is rampant around the world...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough! I am not a child!\" Tums, bristling with anger, pointed at Norman and cursed vehemently, \"You son of a bitch, I thought you were an inventor like me? And now you want to steal my invention for war?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman’s expression turned icy: \"Regardless, the nation has made its decision, either hand it over and contribute to the war effort by joining the project team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or, the soldiers outside will arrest you right now—for the crime of secretly developing weapons of war, a charge you cannot afford!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the Lizard Potion, Tums’s research was strictly underground, without even the pretense of being registered—a mere interest. But in Norman’s hands, that would no longer be an innocuous interest; it would become a dangerous experiment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling powerful was just right—Norman thought, all he needed was to signal the club, and he could get whatever he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he said into the intercom: \"Begin the search...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door was violently breached, and there was Nick Fury, leading a group of agents to take control of the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tums’s face turned red with rage—he wanted to say something but saw an agent already raising a gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you choose to take a nap and then find yourself in prison—Dr. Tums, I’m truly sorry, but it looks like you’ll never fly in the sky again...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tums yelled out, standing stock still as Norman gestured to stop the agent from shooting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...But I can’t solve the final problem with the machine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, I can solve it.\" Norman was overjoyed, signaling for the soldiers to bring in the equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the data obtained from Scorpion, Norman felt he could better adjust the balance between the active biological monitoring device and the human body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goods were all in the basement, and Norman expertly approached the password-protected door, then connected some kind of decryption device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The device instantaneously broke through Adrian’s security locks, and Norman exclaimed admiringly—the higher-ups sure had power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Adrian only felt humiliated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman, carrying the goods, went down to the basement and saw the device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like Adrian said, it was a lightweight device designed to allow one to fly through the skies like a bird, rather than operate within a cockpit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then of course—the question arose: humans don’t have wings, so how could they control them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stage for technological integration had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman connected his own equipment to Adrian’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dr. Tums, you will certainly rejoice in this choice—we really do have the technology to let you sense the wings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A brain-machine interface?\" Dr. Tums recognized the component Norman had added to the armor immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, a brain-machine interface, directly linked to the nerves, allowing you to feel your own wings. Just imagine, the strong wind hitting your wings, lifting you into the clouds...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Osborne Group has this technology! And now you are enjoying it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... humans don’t inherently have wings. Even if wings were integrated into the nervous system, how would one learn to control them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, a brave experimental subject has provided us with perfect data for that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Otto believed AI should be used as a medium to control the War Armor, so the Scorpion Battle Suit also adopted this design.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unlucky sod trapped inside was almost forced by the AI to operate, his thoughts wrestling with the AI for control of the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His senses were all distorted under the control of biological monitoring, manipulated to perform certain actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this system wasn’t good enough—intense external shocks could still make him lose his primary target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman began to modify the design—now it could increase a person’s autonomy in operating the War Armor, and at the same time, it reduced the injections of the transgenic pharmaceuticals, adjusting the range of hormone control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally, he increased the weapon systems, and not just that, to accommodate more weaponry, he also added his own designed turbine power units—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is an exclusive invention of the Osborne Group, designed by myself, in combination with the biomechanical wings, faster, stronger...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had originally planned to install it in another piece of equipment, but you ended up using it first. Don’t mention it, doctor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the whole process, Adrian could understand the general idea and even assisted Norman in modifying the wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he watched, the more panicked he became—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>because such integration into the body... was too dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...How do you know this will work?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, we’ve tested it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mechanical wings were put into the device that Norman brought, and soon, Adrian’s once light and gentle biomechanical wings were turned into flashing steel cold blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turbine units were added to both sides of the wings, and the light War Armor was expanded to cover the full body, mounted with Micro Missiles and grenade launchers...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream machine meant to fly in the skies gradually became a merciless and cruel machine in Adrian’s eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether machines meant for flying in the skies or traversing the seas, once they were fitted with the cold steel structures Norman had brought, they all turned into something else:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh!! Ugh—-!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man was pushed into the basement, frantically scanning everything in the room. Adrian immediately understood what Norman meant by \"we’ve tested it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our brave and fearless volunteer, a refugee from that poor place in Latovia, participating in the experiment for a chance at a United States green card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come, take a picture—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What happened to the previous subject?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, there was a slight accident with the experiment, but the state will arrange a grand funeral for him, praising his contribution to America. I hear there’s a medal involved.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers took out their cameras, but the person tied to the bed was beyond angry—it seemed what Norman was saying wasn’t the whole truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man was slowly placed onto the Transformation Chamber, his anger controlled by the icy mechanics, showing how insignificant man was in front of machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian stared blankly at his little underground workshop, where he once toiled day and night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had dreamed countless times of the successful development of the device: In that scene, he would excitedly wear the War Armor, waving his wings and soaring through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People would envy him, then join him, to revel in the shock and...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautiful scenery from miles up in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, this device was about to kill a living young man, a man the same age as Adrian when he first started working, full of vigor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This young man would be trapped by the machine, the sharp wings cutting open the victim’s throat, with missiles and bullets raining down on the panic-stricken people, the blue sky dyed red with blood...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his invention, as well as his sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The over-sixty-year-old Adrian suddenly pushed the agents aside, squeezed onto the operating table and yelled as if he had lost his mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is my invention!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mount it on me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scalpel cut open his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone around was stunned, Norman as well, but he quickly regained his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, as long as the thing is in hand, let him try if he wants to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1727,"2026-06-03T12:33:12.909Z","2026-06-03T12:33:19.802Z",1,"novelbin.me","b611e4bff9184e16884f87d3d00a8108f9d17d117928105cf084f67bf635af20","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-212","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-210",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]