The Sandman stepped out of the glass case, his body turning into a mass of quicksand at a rapid rate, and then recondensing into a human form.

He stepped onto a laboratory table and lay down, looking a little nervous and uneasy. It was the first time he had faced such a complex technological process.

He was in a solitary room at the moment, and the bald scientist had just told him that everything would be done by automated machines, for everyone's sake.

"Ha, for everyone's sake."

Flint Marco muttered, glancing at the four gold-armored warriors standing in the four corners of the room, each armed with a large flamethrower and carrying something he couldn't read.

It didn't matter if he could read the principle or not, Flint knew almost the moment he was put into a room alone that these measures were all taken by White Night to isolate him from the scientists and prevent him from suddenly flareing up.

As soon as something goes out of line, these warriors will not hesitate, and will immediately release the scorching flame, slowly roasting him into fine glass crafts.

"Experiment is ready to begin."

Several probes slowly descended from the ceiling, their silver needles glowing coldly in the light. These probes may seem small, but they are unusually sharp, shimmering with a cold, metallic sheen. They operate like sophisticated robotic arms, each probe with a high degree of precision, targeting different parts of the sandman's body.

One probe slowly approached the sandman's arm, another on his abdomen, and the last on his neck.

These flickering probes lock their positions quickly and precisely like mechanical snakes, waiting for the next step of the experimental procedure. The whole scene is like a picture from a science fiction movie, full of mystery and coldness of futuristic technology.

At least for the Sandmen who usually deal with police guns and bank cash trucks, this is really a real futuristic technology.

"Please don't move or turn into sand, Mr. Flint. We need you to endure as much pain as possible in the rest of the process. ”

"If you feel like you can't hold on anymore. Uh, then hold on a little longer. There is good reason to believe that this process is short-lived. “

Walter's voice came from the speaker, and the computer processed it to make his voice a little more cold to Flint Marr's ears, or maybe he was the person he was.

Flint's expression was slightly disgruntled, and he shouted, "Are you trying to humiliate me?" I'm not a little kid who will cry and shout to find his mother after getting an injection, Lao Tzu is a sand man! ”

Bai Ye, who was standing outside the isolation room, looked at everything in the room and smiled, "Very good, that's what you want." ”

He turned to the bald scientist next to him and said, "Begin." ”

Walter immediately got to work, his fingers pressing quickly on the center console. The sharp probes pierced the sandman's skin, pinpointing them exactly where they were preset.

Then, a stream of transparent, liquid-looking substance began to flow through the micro-pipes connected to the probes into the sandmen's bodies, and they became a group of small micro-killers, nanobots.

The probe pierced the sandman's body, and the moment the sharp needle penetrated the skin, it caused excruciating pain.

"Uh-"

The Sandman felt a sharp sting sensation spread through his body, his eyes widening violently, and bloodshot quickly appeared on the whites of his eyes, revealing deep pain.

He quickly gritted his teeth and held back the pain, even as his body trembled involuntarily in pain. Layers of fine sweat were already on his forehead, but he managed to remain silent without making a sound. Both hands clenched the edge of the bench, but no sound came out.

With a beep sound from the probe, the injection of the nanobot is complete, and the probe is automatically pulled out of the sandman's body.

At this moment, the sandman felt a sense of relief, his lips relaxed, but he was still breathing in pain. There was no longer the sting of the needle, and his body began to feel more intensely.

He gasped violently, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and a low moan came from his throat. Although he doesn't fully understand what to expect after the injection, he can feel the changes in his body.

"I'll admit, I used to speak a little too loudly."

As the pain subsided, Flint Marco gradually calmed his breath and climbed up from the bench, bending his body slightly, as if trying to adapt to the changes taking place in his body.

No longer as stiff as he used to be, he could feel himself becoming more flexible and powerful. It was a wonderful feeling, and he struggled to understand the effects of the injection.

Seeing this guy's confused look, Walter intimately answered for him: "You may feel a strange sense of ease and strength now, this is very normal, the nanobots in your body will not only play a role in killing zombies, but also slightly enhance your physical abilities." ”

"Of course, these enhancements are limited to you or . When you are human, if you become a pile of sand, then the robot will not be able to augment the human body according to the pre-made program. ”

"Nanobots, huh? What about vaccines? ”

The sandman muttered to himself, trying to make sense of it all.

"The vaccine has just been injected for you, and for those zombies, yours is now a walking sandstorm of death that could easily send them to God or. Mephisto go there. ”

Bai Ye, who had been watching everything, said slowly, he walked to the isolation room, pushed the door in, and stood in front of the sandman to look at this man carefully.

The sandman moved his shoulders for a moment, as if testing his new strength, and then stared at the white night with a determined gaze and said, "Where are those zombies?" I can't wait to get rid of them and get the money! “

"I've decided to change our conditions, and I'll give you an extra bonus in addition to 10 million."

Instead of answering the sandman's question directly, Hakuya waved his hand. Suddenly, a robotic arm slowly reached out from the ceiling, handing him a small metal box. Ten bottles of red liquid substance lay in the box, which looked rather mysterious.

"It's good to add money, but what is it? I remember you just said, have I already been vaccinated? The sandman asked, touching his head, puzzled.

"It's the wonderful tool we're going to use when we get there, how tall you can become, and that's going to be a great help for our next mission."

The sandman was stunned for a moment, "Dozens or hundreds of meters? To be honest, I've never measured that thing. ”

Bai Ye smiled and said, "Do you know the Giant Man, Hank Pym?" ”

(End of chapter)