An Unexpected but Expected Turn of Events

The news from Hollywood was just casual conversation with old Gary. Henry had no intention of returning to that world of fame and fortune to continue being an insignificant background figure.

The reason is simple: they've tried it and didn't find it fun, so they don't want to try it anymore. But no one has ever said they want to make being an extra their life's work, something they'll never regret until death.

We'll think about what to do in the future later. Right now, Henry wants to build a home cleaning robot that can perform some simple cleaning and maintenance.

Humanoid robots are the least desirable option because they are the least practical. Just considering bipedal walking alone involves numerous and complex situations, not to mention the issues of arm movements and overall coordination.

A tracked lower body and a half-humanoid shape are acceptable for a robot. It not only has the advantage of stable mobility, but if you want to increase its uses, you can simply add robotic arms with corresponding functions.

However, its appearance is less than satisfactory. What If...? the goal is an industrial style and practicality is the primary consideration, this type of robot is the most suitable and easiest to manufacture.

However, if you pursue too many functions and integrate too many robotic arms, it's not impossible to create an industrial Cthulhu.

However, Henry still wanted to put some effort into the design and didn't plan to cram all the functions in at once. So the planned approach would be to design the robot by freely combining various functional components with a core design.

The advantage of manufacturing these components separately and then combining them as needed is that you don't have to worry about integrating all the functions together, and you also need to reserve space for future upgrades.

Moreover, for upgrades to a single cleaning kit or core, as long as the connectors are universal, there's no need to worry about having to remake the entire cleaning robot assembly.

The downside is—well, if you don't bring the replacement kit when you go out, its usefulness is reduced. This downside is based on the premise that you will take the core robot with you when you go out to use it.

However, Henry just wanted to keep a little thing to look after the family, so the minor drawbacks weren't a big problem.

There's no need to draw any special blueprints. Henry's mind raced, and he had a plan in mind. He didn't even need to design the specific shape himself; he could just find a model from the science fiction works he had read.

The one that best fits my ideas is the core robot series from Star Wars, namely the space robots led by R2-D2.

However, Henry didn't want to have a portable trash can in his house, so what he wanted to create was the spherical BB-8 from movies that hadn't yet appeared in this world.

Its internal design is not a product of science fiction; it originated from a spherical robot designed by a toy company partially owned by Disney in the early 21st century.

What Henry needed to do was to add some features he needed to this foundation, transforming this little thing from a simple toy into a multifunctional robot core with practical value.

Henry has taken the development of his Super Brain quite seriously. He doesn't even know where the theoretical basis for the technology to directly create a spaceship capable of flying in space and performing space jumps would come from.

Therefore, it is relatively easy to make some modifications to existing things to meet your own requirements.

Thinking of this, Henry couldn't help but recall the great battle more than half a year ago when he was dragged into it by the X- X-Men. He should have brought back an alien spaceship. Perhaps it wouldn't be bad to take this time to go back and look for the escape pod where he landed on Earth.

But where could these things be hidden? I need to think about that more. And then there's another question I've always been afraid to ask: Does the Arctic have its own Fortress of Solitude?

Am I Kryptonian with Superman- like persona, backed by some Krypton family? Or am I just an ordinary abandoned child from the universe?

Because he possesses memories from before his transmigration, his search for the origins of this life is less about tracing his own roots and more about understanding the origins of his past.

Struggling with the distinction between aliens and humans; or rather, being curious, watching it all with a spectator's mentality.

Simply put, it's about observing this bizarre life from a third-person perspective.

My start was already a disaster. If I don't even get the newbie chest, then it'll be utterly miserable— Krypton abandoned baby with no one wanting me.

So, how about taking some time to visit the Arctic? Or maybe even the Antarctica? There's no rule saying the Fortress of Solitude can only be in the Arctic. Or perhaps it's underwater?

After all, he hadn't landed in Kansas, but in Siberia. It was possible that Fortress of Solitude had gone to the wrong place.

But none of those things are urgent. What If...? they really exist, they won't disappear just because I've delayed for a few days. What If...? they don't, even if I set off to look for them right now, I'll still come up empty-handed.

Henry refocused on what he could do at hand: building his own household robot.

First, we need to head to the junkyard. As the world's leading automobile nation, the United States has a distinctive used car market and junkyards.

However, Henry didn't come to this place to find suitable parts; he came to find raw materials.

Vehicles destined for the junkyard have likely already had their usable parts taken and sold. What's left might be repairable and usable, but it might not be suitable for Henry.

Ultimately, it would require Heat Vision and manual reshaping, so Henry didn't care if the dismantled items were damaged or not; he only took suitable alloy materials. Reworking the alloy in the rented house was simply too much trouble.

Furthermore, he lacked experience in materials science, so even if he obtained steel ingots, he wouldn't know what to add to meet his needs. Based on the different parts of the car, Henry could make certain estimates of the material's strength.

So Henry doesn't pick out parts that seem repairable at first glance, but rather the scraps that nobody wants, and buys them by weight at the price of real scrap metal!

Henry had only walked a few steps since leaving home today, before he even reached his parking lot, when he was stopped.

A black two-door GMC Yukon, a newly released SUV last year, is a rather stylish and practical car.

A brand new car was parked on the side of the road, and two men in black suits got out and flashed their badges in front of Henry. "FBI, Mr. Henry Brown, right? Please cooperate with our investigation."

At that moment, a line of poetry inexplicably came to Henry's mind. "Half a lifetime of leisurely seclusion has now ended, a single step into the world of martial arts has no end."

This day will inevitably come. Unless you hide in that remote corner of Alaska and never think of leaving.

Henry asked, "May I ask what it is? Or do you have an arrest warrant?"

One of the men in the black suit revealed a sharp look in his eyes and asked, "Arrest warrant? What have you done that warrants our arrest?"

The other man said, "Don't worry, kid. Just come with us, there won't be any problems."

What If...? I refuse?

"Then you're in trouble." The two men in black suits, who had put away their FBI badges, said in a way that left no room for argument.