After all, a craftsman's manufacturing ability is still a mutant ability, which has little to do with his intelligence level, which means that as he grows older, his forging ability will also decrease when his physical fitness declines.

But fortunately, it is still enough.

Standing in his workshop, the craftsman looked around, his eyes glinting with excitement, and he cast his gaze on a large virtual screen showing the blueprints and technical specifications of the power armor.

Fingers nimbly operated on the virtual screen, the structure that Bai Ye had discussed with him before was only the appearance and general layout, and now he needed to go a little deeper and plan in detail.

As he moved, the image on the screen changed rapidly, and the shape of the power armor gradually appeared.

"Start the simulation forging." Twisting his neck, the craftsman gestured to the screen.

He started with the skeleton, opted for high-strength alloy materials, and then incorporated sophisticated drives and joint structures into the design to ensure the flexibility and stability of the power armor.

As the skeleton gradually took shape, the craftsman began to install various sensors and sensing devices, and he arranged their positions precisely to ensure that the power armor could accurately perceive the surrounding environment and situation.

For the energy system, the craftsman chose a low-cost energy storage unit instead of a fusion core and cleverly integrated it into a power backpack.

The fabrication of the armor plates was also an important part, with heavy and strong materials chosen, cut into various shapes, and then fastened to the skeleton with delicate connectors.

Speedball in the isolation room was playing a crossword puzzle boringly, with some comic books next to him, as he had been for decades since he couldn't go out.

Bai Ye watched the whole process, and his eyes revealed a trace of expectation and excitement: "How long will it take for the first batch to be delivered?" ”

The craftsman stroked his chin and muttered for a moment before responding, "I will do my best to speed up the progress, but I must ensure that each armor has been rigorously tested and tuned to ensure safety and performance." ”

"I reckon if all goes well, it will take about a week, but I can make you a sample right now." As he spoke, he picked up a datapad from his workbench and walked to another room next door.

The crowd waited for hours in the artisan's workshop, during which time the clanging casting sounds could be heard coming from another room, and over time the sounds gradually became regular, as if a symphony of precision was playing.

In the process of making samples by the craftsmen, Bai Ye is also thinking about how to quickly eliminate those wasteland warlords in the future.

As the nominally complete ruler of the wasteland, Red Skull is the least threatening, and in the comics, his own physical level is at best a well-trained ordinary person.

However, he sometimes changes his body through cloning and consciousness transfer, and the quality of the new body is generally perfect for his old rival who has killed him for many years, Steve Rogers.

But even then it was nothing, just a reinforcement, and after the victory on the day of the fall, he had been busy squatting in the White House wearing the old uniform of Captain America and going crazy, and his mind was no longer normal.

Then there's Banner, the old green-skinned monster who seems to have only one personality left in his body, and is probably a crazy Banner in terms of emotional intelligence and intellectual performance.

'Hulk' isn't bad for being so ingenious, most of the time the simple-minded Hulk just wants to smash everyone he hates, what's wrong with him?

Of course, Hulk here is only referring to the one who appears most often in Banner's mind, and the ones who have been to the Colosseum of Saka and have gray skin are not counted.

Those few thousand Banner's green-skinned descendants are not a big problem, and they can be easily eliminated with conventional fire.

Then there's the most dangerous and well-preserved supervillain in the entire wasteland, Doctor Doom, who, decades later, still retains a large army of Doom robots.

Just as Bai Ye was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the craftsman calling out to him and pushing a sheet metal cart full of tools and parts out of the next room. His forehead was covered with sweat, and it was clear that he had put a lot of effort into his efforts during this time.

"That's it! Let's see if this guy makes you satisfied. ”

"Then let me look forward to it!" Bai Ye smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed the corner of the covering, and suddenly uncovered it, revealing what was underneath.

A brand-new sample of the Thunder Power Armor was revealed.

The design of this powermail is very similar to the previously discussed samples, with a golden appearance and streamlined styling that gives it a powerful and sophisticated feel. Each joint and part has been meticulously crafted, combining technology and craftsmanship.

White Night leaned in and scrutinized the power armor, his gaze shifting from the helmet above his head, the power pack leading to his back, to the joints of his arms and legs.

"It's amazing!" He exclaimed in heart.

"If only I could help."

Hearing Bai Ye's praise, the craftsman had a relieved smile on his face, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, apparently letting go of his heart.

It's been a long time since he'd done this, and the force needed to protect the shelter isn't too strong, and most of the enemies they usually face are gangsters.

White Night nodded to Hawkeye and motioned for him to try on the power armor and experience how it felt. Hawkeye stepped forward, put on the power armor with the help of the craftsman, and adjusted it to make sure that all parts fit Hawkeye's body just right.

In order to reduce costs, the power armor is not equipped with an automatic wear function, and it needs the assistance of others to quickly enter the skeleton and install the armor piece.

"How does it feel, Clint?" Bai Ye said with concern.

Hawkeye moved his arms and legs slightly, feeling the difference brought by the power armor. He smiled slightly, raised his arm, and stretched his fingertips, as if testing the agility of the power armor.

"It feels pretty good, it's a little hard to get used to, but the power and mobility is really exciting." Clint responded, his voice filled with excitement.

After another test, the Thunder Power Armor can allow users to lift heavy objects weighing more than ten tons when there is energy, and the running speed is close to 100 kilometers per hour.

The high-strength alloy casing can resist direct fire from conventional firearms and a certain amount of explosives, at least Hawkeye's explosive arrows can scrape off the paint.

The weapons that need to be equipped by the craftsmen have not yet had time to make them, but it is only a piece of cake compared to this power armor.

Nodding and looking at Hawkeye with satisfaction, Bai Ye said again: "Let the craftsman rest for a while, and then make the remaining power armor, and we will now go find your two old friends." ”

"They all have something really interesting on their hands."

What? Isn't it eight o'clock in the morning? The normal update part will come

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