The next morning.
In a laboratory in New York, funded by the Osborn Group.
Peter Parker wore a light blue shirt today, and his hair was neatly combed, making him look energetic.
He was in an excellent mood today.
After giving the Green Goblin a good beating, he also successfully won back Mary Jane's heart.
The rhetoric Luca taught me was incredibly useful.
Mary Jane was so moved that she hugged him and cried for a long time.
They've made up now and even agreed to go to the movies together this weekend.
Peter, who is enjoying both love and career success, now finds even the air in New York sweet.
He soon arrived at the laboratory door.
After straightening my clothes, I swiped my card and went inside.
Peter was specially invited by the owner of this laboratory to serve as an intern assistant because of his outstanding grades in physics and biology at Empire State University.
It was a great honor for Peter to be able to study here.
Good morning, Dr. Otto.
Peter walked into the lab and greeted a figure busy at a computer.
He was a slightly overweight middle-aged man.
The other person was wearing a lab coat, thick glasses, and had somewhat disheveled hair.
But this is the person in charge of this laboratory, Dr. Otto Octavius.
Hearing the sound, Otto turned around.
He had a kind and friendly face, and upon seeing Peter, he immediately flashed a warm smile.
"Oh, Peter, my good boy! You've come at the perfect time!"
Otto strode over and patted Peter on the shoulder.
"Come check out the simulation data I just ran last night! We've made another breakthrough in our research!"
Peter followed Otto to the display screen.
The screen displays a complex model of a toroidal reactor, with energy particles spinning at high speed inside.
Otto pointed at the screen, his eyes gleaming with an almost fanatical passion for science.
" Peter, look. If we can increase the stability by another 15%, we can successfully ignite this artificial sun!"
Otto opened his arms wide, his voice filled with excitement.
"Can you imagine? Unlimited and clean energy! It will completely transform the world. No more energy crises, no more pollution. This will be my masterpiece!"
Peter stared at the model on the screen, his mind involuntarily drifting to Stark Industries ' reactor.
And the industrial-grade clean energy showcased at the Stark Industries press conference a while ago.
Mr. Tony has done it.
Furthermore, they shrunk nuclear fusion to the size of a fist.
Peter knew this very well.
But he absolutely cannot reveal Stark's secrets.
So Peter began to carefully examine Otto's data model.
With his scientific talent, he quickly spotted a small problem.
"Doctor, this model is fantastic. But..."
Peter pointed to a node at the edge of the magnetic field.
"If you reduce the energy output frequency here and then adjust the angle, wouldn't that better solve the high temperature problem when energy overflows?"
Otto paused for a moment.
He leaned closer to the screen and carefully considered the modifications Peter had proposed.
A dozen seconds later, Otto's eyes lit up.
Then, excitedly, she grabbed Peter's shoulders and shook him vigorously.
" Peter, your intuition is amazing! How could I not have thought of that detail! If I had met you sooner, this project would have been a success long ago!"
"You flatter me, Doctor. I'm just offering a small suggestion." Peter was a little embarrassed by the compliment.
Otto calmed his excitement and walked deeper into the laboratory.
"However, even if the theoretical problems are solved, it is still very dangerous in practice."
Otto pressed a switch, and a huge display case slowly opened.
"The high temperatures and strong magnetic fields generated by nuclear fusion make it impossible for the human body to approach them. Conventional robotic arms are too bulky and cannot perform precise parameter adjustments."
Otto looked at the items in the display case, his gaze filled with immense pride, as if he were looking at his own children.
"So, I invented this."
Peter walked forward, puzzled.
When he saw what was in the display case, he couldn't help but gasp.
It was a mechanical spine made of metal.
And on the back of the spine, four thick, long mechanical tentacles are attached!
Each tentacle has a sharp mechanical claw at its end, and its surface is covered with sophisticated sensors and circuitry.
"Neuromechanical tentacles."
Otto reached out and touched the cold metal.
"They are made of high-strength titanium alloy and carbon fiber, which are not only fireproof and radiation-proof, but can also withstand extremely high temperatures."
Otto looked at Peter, his tone becoming serious.
"Most importantly, this device doesn't require manual operation. It connects directly to my spinal cord."
"I will use my brain, my mind, to directly control these four tentacles!"
"They will become extensions of my body. Only in this way can I perform nuclear fusion operations in extremely dangerous environments, as if using my own arms!"
Peter's eyes widened, and his heart sank.
Directly connected to the spinal cord? Controlling such a massive and complex machine with the brain?
Peter's intuition told him that this was very unsafe.
In the event of a mechanical system malfunction or a reverse energy flow, the powerful current and erroneous data could instantly overwhelm the fragile nerves of the human brain.
Moreover, machines can produce subtle intelligent feedback, which can have a significant impact on the user's mental state.
"Doctor... this is too dangerous," Peter said with a frown and concern.
"By establishing direct neural connections, if the tentacle's AI system generates data conflicts, it could in turn affect your nervous system. This could damage your brain."
"Hahaha! Don't worry, my child. I thought of this a long time ago."
Otto smiled confidently.
He walked to the back of the mechanical spine and pointed to a microchip about the size of a thumb.
"See this? This is the suppression chip I designed."
It is installed in the central nervous system.
"The function of this chip is to ensure that the brain has absolute control over the mechanical tentacles. It will cut off the reverse signals sent from the machine to the brain."
At this point, Otto patted his chest.
"As long as this chip is present, the tentacles will always be nothing more than obedient tools. I am their master; you are absolutely safe."
Peter frowned slightly, staring intently at the small suppression chip.
Although Otto spoke with great confidence, his concerns remained.
The chip looks too fragile.
What if the suppression chip burns out under high temperature or strong magnetic field?
The consequences would be unimaginable.
Otto was a great scientist who was willing to dedicate everything to science.
But sometimes, the desire for success can make people obsessively ignore deadly dangers.
Moreover, seeing Otto's fanatical gaze, Peter knew that nothing he said could dissuade him now.
I hope my worries are unfounded.
Peter prayed silently in his heart.