After seeing Doctor Wen and Bai Yixuan off, Lü Yongchang led everyone back to the laboratory, his expression grim.
They were off to a bad start.
Zhu Ziwen looked little better.
As the head of the Exoskeleton Armor project, the test he had just witnessed was clearly not what he had hoped to see.
And that was only under an equivalent gravity of 1.5 g.
On Super-Earth, under 1.9 g...
Zhu Ziwen hardly dared imagine it.
Ordinary people should have had no trouble walking normally.
But slightly more strenuous movements, such as accelerating into a run or jumping, might generate enough instantaneous G-force to knock them unconscious.
Zhu Ziwen frowned deeply, trying to think of a solution.
What if... we reduced the Exoskeleton Armor's performance?
The thought of his painstaking work ultimately being downgraded to an "oversized powered crutch" made his heart bleed.
"Are there any G-Force Suits left aboard the Starship?"
Beside him, Lü Yongchang suddenly spoke up.
"G-Force Suits?" Zhu Ziwen paused, confusion showing in his eyes. "What are those?"
"There are none in storage," Zero's voice sounded at the same time. "Should I manufacture them?"
Lü Yongchang looked a little helpless.
After Deep-Sea Pod technology emerged, the old G-Force Suits had become relics left behind by the times.
What little stock remained had probably been left in Mars City.
As for Zhu Ziwen, it was only natural that he knew nothing about them.
How could someone from the younger generation, born on Proxima b, know about outdated equipment from the Earth era?
He first gave Zhu Ziwen a brief explanation of G-Force Suits, then prepared to order Zero to manufacture them, only for Hong Fan's shout to interrupt his train of thought.
"Professor Lü! We have one!"
"We have a G-Force Suit!" Hong Fan, who had been