An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

　　 "Big brother! Get up! Big brother! Get up!"

Early the next morning, Kraft was awakened by an excited dog. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Quinn’s stupid face lying next to his pillow, wheezing. With his tongue.

　　 "Brother! It's time to go to the laboratory!"

　　"..."

　　 The sleepy Kraft put the quilt on his head and got back into the quilt.

　　 Yesterday it was to stop Martin from fighting with Peter, and he was chatting with Martin again. By the time he came back, it was already early in the morning, and he didn't sleep much. At this time, he was still sleepy.

　　 "I'll sleep for another hour..." Then, before Quinn continued to howl, he added: "If you quarrel me to sleep, your armor will be gone."

　　 "Woo—Woo..."

　　Queen swallowed the sound decisively, turned his head and ran.

　　 "It's okay to confiscated the armor, I touched it..."

　　 When I was a child, Kraft, who was still a little sleepy, struggled to get up from the bed, walked to the bathroom in a daze and began to wash, while Quinn followed his feet, urging constantly.

　　 "Brother, hurry up! It's almost noon!"

　　Kraft, who was so annoyed by Quinn, hurriedly finished the breakfast prepared by Alice, and took Quinn, who was waiting a long time ago, and Beja, who wanted to join in the fun, to his laboratory together.

　　 "So which type of armor do you like?"

　　 In the laboratory, Kraft showed two design ideas for Quinn to choose as usual.

　　 "The big one! I like the big one!"

　　Queen did not hesitate to choose a heavy-armed armor.

"Can."

　　 Clough nodded his head and began to design a battle armor for Quinn.

Unlike Beja’s light armor, many parts of the heavy armor cannot be assembled with nano-machines, so if you want to stuff it into a collar, you basically have to use space compression technology to fix it, but there are One problem is that it is not convenient to locate accurately when dressing.

　　 "There are so many solutions now—"

　　 Kraft handed the decision to the dog himself, and he said to him with his fingers.

　　 "I will put on you a vest with a locator, but in this case you have to wear it all the time. Once the vest is lost, you won't be able to wear the armor."

　　 "The second is to tie a locator on your limbs and tail. This will be much lighter than wearing a vest. The disadvantage is that if you fall off, you won't be able to change your body."

　　 "The third type is to inject the nanopositioner into your body so that there is no possibility of falling off. It is also the one I personally recommend most, um...it’s just a little uncomfortable during the injection."

　　 Kraft stretched out his thumb and index finger and gestured in front of Quinn.

　　 "The last one, I put the nanopositioners into your collar together. When you summon the armor, they will crawl to all parts of your body first. The disadvantage is that it takes a long time to dress."

　　 After telling Quinn several plans, Kraft spread his hands.

　　 "Okay, you can choose."

　　 "I think you are embarrassing me, big brother."

　　Queen squatted on the ground, tilted his head and shook his ears. He couldn't even think about such a complicated issue.

　　 "Or choose the one recommended by your eldest brother."

　　 "Are you sure? This is an injection."

　　 When I took Quinn to get the vaccine, this dog was howling. After the injection, he lay on his side and sobbed for a long time. In the end, Alice coaxed him with a big bone.

　　 "It's okay, isn't it just an injection? It's not that I have never had a shot," Quinn flicked his tail indifferently.

　　 "Oh-so it is," Kraft nodded clearly, "So when you got the vaccine before, you were pretending to be..."

　　 Quinna shook his happy tail slightly, "Stunned! Big brother, listen to my sophistry...Ah no, listen to my explanation!"

　　 "Stupid Dog Meow~"

　　 Beja, who was lying on the side, flicked his tail and laughed.

　　 "Okay, I didn't say anything."

　　Craft rubbed Quinn’s head, hugged him to the workbench, and secured him with a strap.

　　 "Wow?"

　　 "Didn't I say that, there will be a little bit of discomfort, this is to prevent you from moving."

　　 Kraft touched Quin's head amiably.

　　 "I always feel that you have bad intentions, big brother!"

"You think too much."

　　Craft picked up the prepared Nano-injection gun, attached it to the sole of Quinn's foot, and pulled the trigger.

　　 "RUA! Brother, let me be prepared!"

　　 Quinn, who was stabbed a bit, shrank his paws subconsciously, but because it was held in place by the strap, he didn't actually move much.

　　 Kraft didn't say anything, and continued to shoot each of his other three paws, then turned the head of the gun, and shot him in the tail and in the back.

　　 "Okay." Kraft, who put away the injection gun, touched Quinn's dog's head again, "Then just wait for me to make the armor."

　　 "Then eldest brother, please put me down first."

　　Queen shook his ears, always feeling something was wrong. Those few shots didn't hurt him much. Why did he tie himself so tightly?

　　 At this time, Kraft was already buried in another workbench, and did not reply to Quinn.

　　 But soon Quinn knew why.

　　 The nanomachines injected into his body began to wander around his body, each looking for a suitable location for the final fixation.

　　 It hurts but it doesn’t hurt...

　　 "Hahahahahahaha! Itchy! Big brother Goug me! I'm itchy! Hahahahahahaha!"

　　 Because his body was completely fixed, Quinn couldn't tick himself at all, and could only tremble crazily on the workbench.

　　 "To die to die to die!"

　　 Just when Quinn was about to faint with laughter, those nanomachines finally reached the predetermined position, and then stretched out a few tiny claws to fix themselves on Quinn's bones.

　　 The pain when the nanomachine was embedded in the bone caused Quinn's body to twitch reflexively, but compared with the painful experience of itching but unable to scratch, this little pain was nothing at all.

　　 Several mechanical arms hung down from the top of the workbench, and unfastened Quinn's body.

　　Exhausted Quinn was lying on the workbench, with his long tongue drooping from his open mouth and pasting it on the workbench below, UU reading www. uukanshu.com did not move for a long time.

　　 "Alive Meow?"

　　Bea curiously jumped to Quinn who was lying down, and pulled his head with a small paw.

　　Queen squinted at Beja: "I can't speak...Big brother, I hate you!"

"Okay, don't complain." Kraft waved at Quinn who was still pretending to be dead. "Come and let me test the effectiveness of the locator. If there is no problem, your armor will be ready soon. NS."

　　 "Come here!"

　　 The dying dog jumped up from the workbench in an instant, jumped to Kraft's side in three steps, and wagged his tail frantically.

　　The production speed of heavy armor is much faster than Beja's nano armor, so soon, Quinn also obtained his own armor, which was named "Sky Roar" by Kraft.

The name 　　 was mainly because he heard the news of Monkey King from Martin yesterday, which made him think of the snarling dog, so he replaced the name "Joy" that he had expected before.

　　Although the main idea of ​​this suit is actually from a gorilla named Winston, the color scheme has not been changed too much. After all, the snarling dog is also white in mythology...

　　 Quinn, who had obtained the battle armor, couldn't wait to dress up, and then flew to the sky to chase and fight in the laboratory with Bea.

　　Kraft didn't care about the games of these two little guys, but continued to design on the computer.

　　 Now that there are more and more superheroes and super criminals appearing inexplicably, Martin's super powers are not enough, so Kraft decided to give him the whole suit or something.

　　 There is also Peter Parker. The tights he wore last night were really hot eyes, and Kraft decided to mercifully prepare one for him.