All-Things Analysis

Two hours.

Batman's Thought Network and Tony's Creation Factory intersected for the first time.

It was an infinitesimal fusion zone, located somewhere in the prefrontal cortex.

The two modes of thought no longer repelled each other there; instead, they began to "translate" one another.

But the expansion of this intersection was agonizingly slow.

Every tiny bit of expansion meant more neural synapses had to be reconfigured, and more pain signals erupted from within the cranium.

Three hours.

He bit through the rubber rod.

He spat out the rubber fragments, his gums oozing blood.

His Super Senses became abnormally acute in this extreme state.

He could hear the pulsing of the blood vessels inside his brain and feel the vibration of every nerve fiber as it was dismantled and reassembled.

This sensation could drive a normal person insane.

But Lynn was no longer a normal person.

Already possessing seven abilities, he could endure this level of pain.

Four hours.

The fusion progress jumped to sixty percent.

The intersection zone expanded significantly, and the two modes of thought began to truly embed themselves into one another.

Batman's analytical logic chain began to actively interface with Tony's engineering modeling space.

He could feel his brain undergoing an unprecedented change.

Previously, analysis and creation were two independently operating assembly lines.

He could analyze the essence of a problem and design a solution, but there was always a switching process in between.

Now, that switch was disappearing.

Five hours.

He briefly lost consciousness.

He was out for about ten minutes.

When he woke up, his mouth was full of the metallic taste of blood—a nosebleed had flowed back into his throat.

He turned on his side and spat the blood onto the floor mat.

The Healing Factor was working overtime, repairing the ruptured capillaries in his nasal cavity.

The sixth hour.

The pain vanished in a single instant.

Not lessened, but vanished.

It was as if someone had flipped a switch; all the conflict, tearing, and restructuring stopped completely.

The two modes of thought were no longer two.

They had become one.

[Ding! Fusion successful!]

[New ability born: All-Things Analysis! Quality: SS-rank!]

[All-Things Analysis: Capable of instantly understanding the essential structure of any matter, energy, or even concept, and finding its weaknesses, operating principles, and methods of utilization. A high-dimensional cognitive ability that transcends mere intelligence and engineering.]

Lynn slowly opened his eyes.

The basement was still dark.

He had turned off the wall lamp six hours ago.

But he saw everything.

That fluorescent tube on the ceiling.

He didn't need to turn it on to know the mercury vapor pressure inside, the remaining thickness of the phosphor coating in micrometers, and that the tube had approximately three hundred and forty-seven days of life left.

This was not information provided by his Super Senses.

Super Senses could hear the buzzing of the current in the tube and smell the trace amounts of chemicals volatilizing from the tube's seals. But those were just raw data.

What All-Things Analysis did was completely different.

It told him the "essence" of the object directly.

What was the essence of a fluorescent tube?

An energy conversion device that used mercury vapor discharge to produce ultraviolet light, which was then converted into visible light by phosphor powder.

What was the efficiency of this conversion? Approximately twenty-two percent in its current state.

What was the theoretical optimum? Twenty-eight percent.

Where did the gap come from? A decrease in photon absorption due to coating degradation.

The time it took for this entire analysis to complete in his brain—less than zero point one seconds.

Lynn looked down at his hands.

His hands had changed, too.

Not a physical change—his Indestructible skin remained the same hardness, and the Healing Factor was still repairing the internal damage caused by the six-hour fusion.

What changed was his "understanding" of his own body.

Superhuman Strength at fifty-five percent—he could now see the "essential structure" of this ability.

The reason it was only at fifty-five percent was not entirely due to the quality of the copy.

Jessica Jones's own mastery of the superpower was not high—she had never undergone systematic training, and her method of power output was crude and inefficient.

If he trained his neuromuscular coordination specifically, he could theoretically increase the output efficiency to around sixty-five percent.

Indestructible at sixty-five percent; he could now directly "see" the inherent frequency of the protein cross-linking structure, without needing to adjust it bit by bit with instruments as he had done during the surgery for Luke.

Healing Factor at sixty-five percent; the underlying logic of the repair mechanism was accelerated cell division.

However, Frank's original version also contained an immune system optimization protocol, which hadn't been fully replicated during the copy.

The structure, upper limit, and optimization potential of every ability were all crystal clear.

But the biggest change was to All-Things Diagnosis.

Lynn pulled up the system's All-Things Diagnosis function.

Previously, this function only activated automatically when facing a "patient," scanning information within the medical scope—injuries, symptoms, and physiological indicators.

Now, it resonated with All-Things Analysis.

He looked at his arm, and the description provided by All-Things Diagnosis was no longer just "Indestructible skin, hardness higher than ordinary knives."

It provided—

This protein network originated from Luke Cage's genetic mutation, triggered by acid bath treatment and electric field stimulation during the Judgment Day Experiment.

The special arrangement of the proteins essentially mimicked the beta-sheet structure of spider silk protein, but with a density four orders of magnitude higher.

This was an analysis of the superpower itself.

He could now see where a superhuman's ability came from—genetic mutation, chemical modification, exogenous enhancement, or something even deeper.

Lynn stood up.

His legs felt a bit weak—the six-hour fusion had consumed a massive amount of physical energy.

But the Healing Factor was replenishing it rapidly.

He walked to the sink to wash the dried blood from his face and nose, then changed into a clean white coat.

He went upstairs, sat back behind the front desk, and poured himself a cup of hot coffee.

He opened the Reputation Points panel—current Reputation Points: 480.

Minus the one hundred points consumed for the fusion.

This number wasn't wealthy, but it wasn't poor either.

He took a sip of coffee and looked out at the morning in Hell's Kitchen.

The world had changed in his eyes.

It hadn't become more beautiful, nor had it become uglier.

It had become "clearer."

For every car that drove by, he could instantly understand its engine operating state, the wear on the brake pads, and the shifting logic of the transmission.

For every passerby, he could infer their physical condition from their gait and breathing rhythm.

With All-Things Analysis, he could make more targeted choices for his next treatment target.

Lynn set down his coffee cup and opened today's appointment log.

An ordinary day had begun.