Chapter 293: Studying medicine cannot save the world, but steel can.
Richard is 41 years old this year. He has been a superhuman for more than ten years and has been a doctor for even longer, more than twenty years.
Over the years, he has seen all kinds of people, from refugees whose lives were as weak as weeds to noble lords who held great power.
He always firmly believed that there is only one disease in this world, and that is poverty.
But poverty is not a real disease and no medicine can cure it.
It was for this reason that he gave up studying medicine to save lives and turned to the extraordinary, becoming the fire-chasing moth. Many years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Today he suddenly realized that he might be shallow.
In addition to the disease of poverty, there is probably also the disease of madness.
Everyone says that the Fire Moth is crazy. Whether the Fire Moth is crazy or not, doesn’t he, the acting chief, know it?
The Fire Moth is not crazy, it is the lord who is crazy.
Richard is a doctor, and he had a bad feeling when he learned that the heart disease medicine on this island could explode.
When he heard Hughes talk about putting a steam engine into his body, he felt that the lord had finally gone crazy.
This is not surprising. Those factories that devour pollution and spit out steel on the earth, and the giant beasts with ferocious teeth painted on them that block out the sun in the sky will drive anyone crazy.
But when the lord finished speaking, Richard felt that he was the one who was crazy - he actually felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with this idea.
"Flesh and steel will have a rejection reaction and it is difficult to truly combine, but the body shell will not. These strange bodies will not die, but they have never truly lived."
"Pollution can harm the human body because it is essentially alive. This incomprehensible substance can corrode the human soul until the entire flesh and blood body is turned into a pool of mud. However, the Noisy Ones can suppress it and make it like a dead object."
"If a steam engine were really inserted into a human body, even a superhuman being would not be able to bear the heavy burden. However, a steam engine can produce power and do work instead of the body."
“Everything is outrageous and everything makes sense.”
"My Lord, I can't describe how I feel right now. I feel like I'm crazy. How could such a terrible thing work? But reason makes me want to give it a try."
Richard had an awkward expression on his face. On the one hand, he was a very formal person and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the curiosity in his soul, like a moth chasing a fire, made him unable to say it out loud.
This is so weird, so crazy, and so funny.
He was like a madman fighting with himself.
Finally, he took off his hat and placed it on his chest, bowed slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "My Lord, please let me lead this research. No one among the Fire Moths is better at the human body and the body shell than me."
Xius nodded with satisfaction. To be honest, he only had an idea. Whether it would work or to what extent it could be achieved would depend on the opinions of these professionals.
Seeing Richard's excitement, Hughes knew something was going to happen.
And in his opinion, there is actually great potential in this direction.
If you think about it in a higher sense, it might be the prototype of a mecha, and if you think about it in a lower sense, it is at least a promaxUltra version of an exoskeleton.
You have to know that the biggest limitation of modern exoskeletons is actually energy. The power supply of servo motors has always been a topic that exoskeletons cannot avoid. Either they have to carry a huge battery, or they have to charge for five hours and have a battery life of one minute.
Now, Zeus has bypassed the technical bottleneck and has come up with a result. He has the Noisier inside his body and an external mechanical structure.
This can greatly reduce the difficulty of design, and even with the technology of this era, it is not impossible to try.
As for how to stuff the Noisier into the body, Zeus is quite confident in the capabilities of these Fire Moths.
They can all turn summoning evil gods into a tool for cleaning up pollution, and adding things into the body is a professional task for them.
The only thing that Hughes was worried about was whether what they came up with would be too shocking. After all, this group of people always either kept quiet (rarely) or came up with something big (often).
"Then it's up to you, Mr. Richard. When Monica wakes up, I'll let her work with you. She's an expert in summoning machine spirits, so you can handle the mechanical aspects by yourselves."
The Fire Moths have a great interest in mechanics. There are actually only a few like Chloe who majored in secret history, or Richard who majored in medicine. Most of the Fire Moths' evil researchers are devoted to mechanics and chemistry.
There is no need to explain much about chemistry. As for the worship of equivalence, Hughes has already given up control. There are equivalence believers everywhere in Castel. Whenever they talk about the battlefield, they love to talk about equivalence. I don't know where they learned it.
I don’t know if the bombs on the island are so powerful because of them.
The mechanical aspect was somewhat beyond Hughes's expectations.
Not only Fire Moth, but apprentices in other advanced classes also have an obsession with machinery.
Those huge metal machines and roaring factories seemed to naturally attract them. Sometimes after work, the workers would take a few bottles of fruit wine and drink and chat beside the idle machines, just like people in later generations going camping in the suburbs.
Hughes once went to ask the workers why, but they couldn't give an answer. They scratched their heads for a long time and finally replied, "It's the atmosphere."
Damn, what's the vibe in the factory?
This is Hughes' blind spot. As a modern man, he has seen these huge machines since he was a child, as if they were already a part of the world.
But for these workers who were originally just fishermen and farmers, these steel behemoths were made bit by bit by themselves. They mined the mountains, smelted them into steel, and assembled the parts together. The sense of accomplishment and belonging that they felt was unimaginable for a time traveler like him.
When a person begins to think about the meaning of his life and an answer really emerges in his heart, this answer has become as important as his life.
Hughes didn't understand all this, but he knew that the workers looked at the machines as if they were some treasures.
After Hughes left, Richard took out a notebook from the cabinet.
New notes.
He was not a person who paid much attention to rituals, and his experimental manuscripts were always scattered everywhere, but this time he carefully prepared the records.
Richard had a premonition that what he did this time would change the fate of many people.
Refugees whose lives were like weeds, poor people tortured by illness, and those who knelt before him and begged.
Those were his nightmares from the past, accompanying him in every study and every sleepless night.
Now he might not be so powerless.
Weak flesh can be saved by steel.
Richard pursed his lips, opened his notes and walked to the dissection table, like a soldier taking up a weapon.
If the poet's battlefield is at the tip of his pen, the cook's battlefield is at the stove, and the painter's battlefield is at the tavern, then this dissecting table is his battlefield.
Studying medicine won't save the world, but adding a steam engine might.
(End of this chapter)
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