For two days, Kraft scanned all the databases he could access, but he couldn't find any information related to the Maggia's experiments.
The only thing remotely connected was a mention in intelligence reports from official agencies like the police about an attack that occurred seven years ago on Maggia territory. However, there was no data on who the attackers were.
Kraft considered it for a long time but ultimately decided against having Haro forcefully infiltrate the databases of intelligence organizations like the FBI. Although Haro's abilities meant it wouldn't be caught even if the infiltration failed, Kraft was wary of Stark and the network capabilities of several other mysterious forces. He wasn't sure if they would intercept him while he was trying to break in.
After much deliberation, Kraft abandoned the idea. His skills would improve over time, and there was no need to expose himself over such a minor issue. He had already waited seven years; a little more time wouldn't make a difference.
Since gathering intelligence yielded no results, Kraft shifted his focus back to inventions within his dreams.
Previously, he had been strengthening the defenses of his workshop to guard against Martin's so-called business rivals. Now that he had free time, Kraft began a test he had long wanted to understand.
Could others replicate the unscientific equipment from his dreams?
He hadn't found an opportunity to test this before due to the need for secrecy. Now, with Alice, his obedient and well-behaved little sister, she was naturally the most suitable candidate.
The most suitable item for testing would be Professor Agasa's sound-effect device. It wasn't technologically advanced and the operation wasn't complicated, so even a cute and slightly dim Alice could probably copy it.
The test results left Kraft with mixed feelings.
The sound-effect device completely made by Alice performed as Kraft had predicted, not as magical as the ones made by Professor Agasa or himself. However, with Kraft's involvement and reaching a certain level of participation, the final product would undergo a qualitative leap, transforming from an ordinary scientific creation into a magical item that defied science.
Furthermore, if the magical items created by Kraft were disassembled and then reassembled exactly as they were, their magical effects would disappear.
In this situation, Kraft at least didn't have to worry about his technology being leaked. On the other hand, mass-producing these magical items was an impossible dream for Kraft.
However, overall, Kraft was quite satisfied with the test results. Technology is valuable only when monopolized. Besides, it wasn't as if Kraft couldn't mass-produce them at all; many items, even without their unscientific effects, were still excellent products in themselves.
Take, for example, the solar-powered skateboard Kraft had recently learned about from Professor Agasa. If you removed the unscientific ability to keep pace with cars, its efficient use of solar energy was itself a remarkable technology, with a conversion efficiency at least two or three levels higher than current solar devices on the market.
As for Da Vinci's solar-powered flashlight, which also utilized solar energy...
Kraft had no idea how that funny guy managed it. No matter how Kraft adjusted it, the electricity converted from solar power was only enough to light up the bulb on the flashlight, no more, no less. This was probably another unscientific phenomenon of dream technology.
As the members of the Demon Gang gradually withdrew from Hell's Kitchen, Kraft no longer needed to stay cooped up in his workshop every day. Urged by Martin Lee, he reluctantly returned to school.
However, his research didn't stop. In addition to continuously absorbing newly emerging dream knowledge, Kraft also took out technologies like the solar conversion technique he had learned earlier and handed them over to Martin Lee for development. This not only secured his own research funding but also allowed Martin to quickly recover from the losses incurred during the attack on the Maggia.
"It's a shame I still can't replicate those inventions with special powers."
Kraft glanced at the failed magic core on the table and sighed helplessly. He hadn't had many dreams recently, and they were all related to the mystic side, or they were heavy industry products that required a large workforce and equipment.
Kraft didn't want to attract the attention of America's official agencies for now, so heavy industry was out of the question. Therefore, he could only keep trying to create items from the mystic side, but all his attempts had failed.
The only mechanical prosthetic limb technology he had managed to grasp recently wasn't very high in technological content; only the neural connection technology at its core was somewhat interesting.
In fact, Kraft was more interested in the technique called Alchemy used by the freely moving Armored Man. Unfortunately, the protagonist of that dream was a young lady installing a prosthetic limb for a little kid, and there were no books related to Alchemy in the room. Kraft had tried to copy the alchemy array drawn by the Armored Man, but there was no reaction. It was likely that some core technology was not displayed in the dream.
"If only I could dream of that Armored Man or that little kid... or even another unscientific scientist like Professor Agasa."
Kraft tidied up his workspace, ran his hand through his messy hair, and ambled home.
"I'm home~"
Kraft pushed open the door and saw Alice sitting on the living room sofa, eating snacks and laughing heartily at a soap opera on TV.
"Ah, welcome home~"
Alice clapped the snack crumbs off her hands, gave Kraft a sheepish smile, and then trotted towards the kitchen.
"Dinner's ready! I'll bring it out right away!"
"Sigh..."
Kraft put his hand to his forehead and sighed. Alice's relaxed demeanor made it hard to believe she was a robot!
"I'll enroll her in school next semester..."
The thought of himself toiling away at school while Alice happily played at home made Kraft feel incredibly unbalanced. He had originally planned for Alice to start high school, but now he decided she would start eighth grade with him!
It was only a year's difference, after all. It wouldn't make much of a difference.
When Kraft told Alice about this decision, she seemed extremely happy.
Kraft: ???
This robot definitely has a problem! She actually likes going to school!
No matter how surprised Kraft was by Alice's bizarre hobby, they still had to eat. Although Alice usually appeared cute and a bit foolish, her talent in cooking was surprisingly excellent. From only being able to follow recipes to make ordinary meals, she had now evolved to the point of independently researching dishes, and the taste was comparable to the chefs at Fatty Liao's house.
So, after all my efforts, I just made myself a cooking robot?
Kraft wolfed down the delicious dinner prepared by Alice, patting his belly contentedly.
Well, it's fine, at least I don't have to pester Martin to find me a mom anymore.
After dinner, they washed the dishes together and then sat in front of the TV to play games.
America was good in this regard; there was almost no homework.
Although in Kraft's memory, he had only attended schools in America, his subconscious told him that he had experienced a period of intense academic work. This was likely due to his lost memories resurfacing, a feeling Kraft had encountered more than once or twice, so he didn't pay it much mind.
They played until Alice's favorite show was about to start. Kraft returned to his room to finish his meager homework, washed up, and then got into bed.
Even though tomorrow was the weekend, Kraft still went to bed early. Besides research, games, and good food, his greatest hobby was sleeping. After all, dreams had everything, and they were much more interesting than the soap operas on TV. Moreover, dreams appeared without any pattern, giving him a lottery-like sense of anticipation every time he fell asleep.
There's an old saying: "What you constantly think about will eventually come to pass."
Perhaps because Kraft had been mentioning it for a while, Dr. Shinonome appeared in his dreams once again.
The unscientific nature of this invention in the dream surpassed even Nona the robot.
It was a simple, red, triangular scarf that Dr. Shinonome had made in just a few hours.
And the effect of this scarf was—making animals talk.
What the hell is this nonsense!
No matter how you look at it, this scarf is just an ordinary cloth scarf! There are no chips inside, no magic or immortal arts, so what's the principle behind making animals talk like this, you bastard!
Moreover, from Kraft's observation, this scarf wasn't just about making animals talk. It also had a certain degree of intelligence enhancement. Or rather, it not only gave animals the ability to speak human language but also bestowed upon them a human-like thought process.
This is simply too unscientific!
Although this invention was incredibly unscientific and seemed to have no practical use for Kraft, as soon as he woke up from the dream, he jumped out of bed and wanted to go to the pet store to buy a pet.
Regardless of the principle behind it or whether it was useful or not, Kraft had made up his mind!
Because it was just too interesting, wasn't it?
"Huh? Brother, you're up so early today."
Alice, who was preparing breakfast, poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard the noise and greeted him.
"Is it okay to have wontons for breakfast?"
"Anything's fine, anything's fine. I'm heading out for a bit!"
Kraft quickly put on his shoes and was about to rush out.
"Where are you going, Brother? Isn't today the weekend?"
Alice asked, looking confused.
"I'm going to buy a pet. Alice, what kind of animal do you like?"
Thinking that he probably wouldn't have much time to take care of a pet himself, and that this task would ultimately fall to Alice, Kraft felt it was better to ask beforehand. Although Nona, who shared the same origin as her in the dream, seemed to like cats very much, who knew if there would be any changes after changing the place of origin.
"Eh? A pet?"
Alice looked very happy. She tapped her lips with her finger and thought for a moment.
"Cats and dogs are both fine. I like anything fluffy, but..."
Alice extended her right hand, revealing the electronic watch hidden on her wrist, and then tilted her head to remind Kraft, "At this time, the pet store probably isn't open yet, right?"
Kraft:
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