"Cortana."
Just after about half a minute, as if she had sorted out the specific steps of the God-making project, Dr. Halsey looked at Cortana on the console and ordered:
"Simulate a model of a human body."
"Yes."
"Input the body data of Achilles."
"Yes."
"Scale it to the limit."
"Yes."
Following their rapid exchange, the holographic projector in the observation room generated a two-centimeter-tall model of Achilles in the center.
The model gradually grew larger and larger, finally stabilizing at around 1.5 meters.
Then Cortana also projected her body to the side of the model.
Cortana carefully observed the model, walked around it, and then looked up at Dr. Halsey and William to say:
"Dr., scaling it up 75.4 times is the optimal state; otherwise, the bones and muscles won't be able to support the body's flexibility."
"75.4, huh? That's about over 150 meters."
Dr. Halsey mimicked William's signature chin-rubbing gesture and said calmly to Cortana:
"Analyze the blood data of Hydra and Ceryneian and merge it with the model. Let's see what happens."
"Yes, Dr."
Cortana's eyes emitted a blue light, and she analyzed the two types of blood entered into the database at an extremely high speed.
Suddenly.
The static model of Achilles twitched violently, and its limbs fractured, dislocated, and mutated to a teeth-grinding degree.
The model collapsed, the flesh exploded, and data points like flashes of light scattered on the ground like snowflakes.
But in an instant, the data points stopped in the room, gathered in the opposite direction toward Cortana, and reorganized.
It recovered as before.
It continued to struggle.
It exploded again.
This cycle repeated over and over.
William narrowed his eyes, watching the 'agonizing' model, guessing that if it could make a sound...
"Ah—!"
It would probably be quite miserable.
On the other hand, Dr. Halsey looked full of interest, even adding a few comments, such as:
"That's it? Try again!"
"Cortana, reduce the ratio of Hydra blood."
Phrases like that.
Seeing this, William felt more and more that Dr. Halsey was truly cute, especially when she was working hard.
Wait a minute!
That's not right...
She's cute?
'Do I have a masochistic tendency?'
After William realized he had this thought, he shivered all over.
"Dr."
While William was lost in thought, Cortana, standing in front of them, reported: "The model is stable."
Oh?
Hearing that it was stable, William stopped his mind from wandering and re-examined the model beside Cortana.
At this moment, the model was still 1.5 meters tall.
But its appearance had changed significantly.
The arms, legs, and waist were slender, and the head was no longer the original handsome face.
It was hideous and ugly.
It had no obvious gender characteristics.
In William's eyes, this virtual model looked very similar to the Evangelion without limiters from "EVA".
"Not bad." Dr. Halsey nodded with satisfaction, walked to the other side of the model, and said to Cortana:
"Cortana, upload the latest detailed data to the screen."
"Yes, Dr."
"Hmm..." Dr. Halsey looked up at the screen and said:
"The flesh can resist all conventional weapons, has self-healing capabilities that defy the law of conservation of energy, and possesses near-infinite physical strength. Very good, it already possesses the prototype of a god."
Just as he walked to Dr. Halsey's side to watch the screen, William repeated: "The prototype of a god?"
"That's right, my silly boss~"
Dr. Halsey raised her left hand, tapped William's back lightly with an exaggerated motion, and said:
"Cortana, encode Myron's genes into it."
"Yes, Dr."
Immediately after, the 3D model in the center of the room began to change.
The limbs and waist changed from slender to standard, faintly appearing a bit sturdy.
The originally fierce face also began to look a bit goofy.
This...
It really fits Myron's character.
"Construct an entry plug in the back of the head, cover the whole body with woven titanium fibers and shock-absorbing gel, and equip a few important parts with ship-grade titanium alloy armor. Construct a dedicated nuclear fusion reactor on the back and install the Energy Shield system of Thor's Hammer. Alright, proceed with generation."
"Yes, Dr."
At this time, the appearance of the model in front of everyone, with dark green and jet black colors, was like a Spartan wearing Thor's Hammer...
A simple and slender version, and the helmet also looked more like the design of an EVA.
Seeing this, William felt both joy and some worry in his heart.
The cost of Thor's Hammer is not cheap, 700 million to 1 billion.
If it is expanded to 74 times, wouldn't that be 50 billion to 74 billion?
I can't afford that...
Dr. Halsey saw through William's concerns at a glance and explained: "Boss, don't worry.
The armor worn by the 'God' is just to simply increase defense.
It doesn't have the neural implant function of Thor's Hammer, no EMP-resistant design for electronic components, and no built-in active skeleton, etc.
Compared to making complex giant metal mechs and paris-class warships, the most difficult part of making organic mechs lies in the genes.
And we just happen to have all the necessary genes.
The only expensive part is expanding the reactor power to spread the shield generator device to the entire body.
Cortana, help me estimate the specific price."
"Dr., does that include the weaving of the flesh?"
"Of course."
"Yes." Cortana's eyes flashed with a light, and she gave the answer:
"The estimated cost is 2.54 billion U.S. dollars.
With Umbrella's biological cloning and weaving technology, the construction period for each unit from incubation to formation, as well as adding armor, only takes three months and five days."
"2.5, three months, hmm..."
It's not expensive.
And it's fast.
It's doable.
William's furrowed brow smoothed out.
"Boss." Dr. Halsey continued to add:
"The prerequisite for starting this kind of organic mech is to encode the pilot's genes and establish a neural connection.
In other words, only a Spartan with superior genes and who has undergone transformation surgery can pilot this. God."
"Hmm." William had long guessed that this technology could not be mass-produced.
Then he raised his left eyebrow, revealed a faint smile, and asked Dr. Halsey, knowing the answer: "So, which children do you think will pass the surgery?"
"Well..." She almost didn't think carefully, and blurted out:
"John, Myron, Karl, these three children are very special, I believe they will definitely pass.
Wait.
No way, Boss, you still want to carry out the God-making project at the same time?"
"You guessed it right."
William patted Dr. Halsey's head lightly, encouraging her:
"Dadaab is under our control, and there are hundreds of thousands of cheap laborers there, which also reminded me that Africa is also a treasure trove.
Later, I will let Kashimo's Engineering Team renovate Minos to allow our God-making project to be scheduled earlier.
You don't nee
d to worry about money; I and the company will handle it."
"Alright then." Dr. Halsey pouted and looked at Cortana, saying calmly:
"Cortana, construct the specific steps for the God-making project. For the first batch of three mechs, encode the genes of John, Karl, and Myron."
"Yes, Dr."
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