Nanomachines

That evening, back at the villa, Zhang Hao went down to the basement. It had been completely transformed. The walls were now covered in thin steel plates, gleaming silver, and all the machinery was gone. He exclaimed in surprise, "Where did everything go?"

A large television hung on the wall. As he spoke, the screen lit up, displaying a line of text.

All the equipment has been moved underground.

Zhang Hao looked at the hole that had been excavated, which had also disappeared. The floor was now made of steel plates. He was utterly astonished and said, "This… how do I get down?"

Before he could finish speaking, a doorway opened before him.

"Holy crap! An elevator!"

The shock was immense. An elevator had been built silently, hidden behind the wall. He had no idea how it was made. Zhang Hao was filled with admiration.

He stepped into the elevator, and after a few moments, it stopped.

"How many levels are underground?" Zhang Hao asked, looking at his phone as he walked out of the elevator.

Currently seven, with plans for seventeen.

Zhang Hao almost threw his phone away. It was terrifying! Were they planning to build an underground skyscraper?

The place was brightly lit. The entire first underground level was larger than the basement, supported by massive concrete pillars. By Zhang Hao's estimation, the area was nearly a thousand square meters. Dozens of "big ants" were busy working.

He was truly dumbfounded.

There were all sorts of machines, arranged along the walls. Zhang Hao couldn't understand any of them or what they were used for.

Zhang Hao gave a wry smile and asked, "Great God, what are you planning to build?"

You wouldn't understand! Even if I answered, you still wouldn't understand!

Even though it was just a line of text, Zhang Hao felt as though the other party was looking down on him.

Zhang Hao sighed. He couldn't even get angry, only feel a deep sense of helplessness. The gap was too vast; he didn't even have the thought of resisting. He said sheepishly, "Alright, alright. I really don't understand, and I don't intend to. I just want to know a little, to understand what you're roughly doing."

Another line of text appeared on his phone.

Do you want to truly understand and comprehend this knowledge?

Zhang Hao said, "What's the point of wanting? Let me be clear, I get a headache just listening to talk about mechanical and electronic things. Don't ask me to learn, I can't learn it."

You don't need to specifically learn.

Zhang Hao asked, "What do you mean?"

You can understand without learning, just one extra step is needed.

If you want to, then agree. If not, then no need to answer. No pressure!

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes. "Nonsense! If I can understand without learning, of course I want to. Yes! Yes! I agree!" He would be a fool not to agree to such a good thing. He genuinely wanted to know what all these things were for.

Go to the sixth underground level. Take the elevator down.

Zhang Hao turned and headed for the elevator. The elevator descended, and after a few seconds, he arrived at the sixth underground level.

It was all glass cubicles. At first glance, it was truly spectacular, especially under the stark white lights. Zhang Hao got goosebumps. He couldn't help but say, "Why does this look so creepy? It's like a horror laboratory…"

Under Mi Feng's guidance, Zhang Hao entered an independent room. The four walls were silver-white, coated with some unknown metal. Faint golden lines ran through the silver, looking incredibly strange.

There was a long white table, with no chairs around it. On the table sat a glass dome, containing seven round spheres, each slightly larger than an egg. They were in different colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. They all appeared to be the same size.

Zhang Hao asked in surprise, "What is this?"

The phone displayed: Explained in your language – Nanobots. Of course, there are significant differences, but you can understand it this way, otherwise, you still won't get it.

Zhang Hao gave a wry smile and shook his head. "Great God, do you have to look down on me like this!" He was puzzled. He understood the concept of nanobots – extremely tiny robots. But these seven spheres, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, each larger than an egg, didn't look like robots at all.

I don't mean to look down on you. It's just that for you to understand our… technology… is quite difficult.

Rarely, he paused before expressing his opinion.

Zhang Hao said, "Can I take a look?"

Yes!

Zhang Hao lifted the glass dome and picked up one of the spheres. It was unexpectedly light, like a foam ball, almost weightless in his hand. The surface of the sphere was extremely smooth, like a mirror. When he touched it, it felt incredibly slick.

Zhang Hao asked curiously, "What's this for?"

This was made specifically for you. Do you want to use it?

"For me? How? What for? Is this… dangerous?"

There is no danger. It can check your physical condition, detect any dangerous diseases. It has many benefits.

Looking at the phone screen, Zhang Hao hesitated. He looked at the sphere in his left palm and pondered for a moment. He quickly made up his mind, thinking that if the other party wanted to harm him, they wouldn't need much effort. With Mi Feng's abilities, killing him would be too easy.

"Alright, let's try."

Before Zhang Hao could finish speaking, the sphere in his left palm suddenly melted. In an instant, it spread across his hand.

It was a red sphere. Once it melted, it spread throughout his entire body in just a few seconds. He immediately saw his right hand turn red. If he had taken off his clothes, he would have seen that not just his hands, but his entire body had turned red, including his face and even his scalp.

"Oh my god!"

A few words appeared on the phone screen.

Don't be nervous. Pick up the purple sphere.

Zhang Hao picked up the purple ball.

Put it in his mouth!

Zhang Hao, steeling himself, put the purple ball into his mouth.

Closed his mouth.

Zhang Hao tried hard to close his mouth. Although it was only a little bigger than an egg, it was quite a strain to close his mouth with it inside.

Suddenly, the ball in his mouth melted. It felt like taking a sip of water. Before he could swallow, it flowed down his throat. Startled, he cried out, "It melted!"

If anyone else were present, they would have been terrified. Zhang Hao's face had turned a deep crimson, as if dyed with crimson paint. His tongue, when he stuck it out, was purple, and his eyes were also purple.

If viewed under a high-powered electron microscope, countless microscopic objects would be visible. These were nanobots created by Mi Feng, or more accurately, nano-machines.

Zhang Hao had no concept of such incredibly small machines, but it wasn't over yet. A thirty-centimeter diameter cylinder suddenly rose from the tabletop.