Players Invade Cyberpunk

Lin Miao's real concern, Mantou, was still busy at the workbench.

"I'm saying... what's the difference between this thing and a prosthetic limb?" Natural Curl propped his cheek, staring vacantly at the engrossed Mantou. "It's also a mechanical arm, are you saying that making it like this will let you lift two pounds more?"

The opponent dismantled four motors from the mantis knives and made two incredibly ugly mechanical arms, just two motors connected to two stainless steel rods, without any noticeable skill, as if a Rolls-Royce was dismantled and modified into a tractor.

This was money he risked his life to earn, others used it to buy new prosthetics and new equipment, but the mantis knives he struggled to buy were spoiled, and the remaining 300 points were exchanged for four gray prosthetic limbs to use as materials for Mantou.

"Of course there's a difference." Mantou, feeling obligated, replied with good-natured patience, "Don't be fooled by the motors on the prosthetic limbs exerting only a few dozen KG; it's actually due to energy conversion efficiency and the human body's tolerance limits forcing a downgrade in force. Full power operation could actually increase efficiency by at least 50%, and with other motors balancing the pressure, it could be even higher."

Regardless of how the arms are connected at the shoulders, as long as there's no full-body prosthetic deep modification, the arm's force limit must consider the connecting point's tolerance, exceeding it could easily cause damage or breakage, injuring the body.

Exoskeletons are different, their greatest feature is that the structural mechanics design transfers most of the load to the ground, rather than the wearer.

"Moreover, there are two types of exoskeletons, one assists the human, where the person remains the main force and bearer, only transferring local force to the whole body. The other is my design, active-type, where the person only needs to move, and force and bearing are undertaken by the machinery, similar products already exist domestically but battery issues limit endurance, and due to material issues, force output is low and movement range limited."

Then Lin Miao walked in and asked, "What materials do you need to produce the prototype? The quality shouldn't be too poor, ideally improving by twenty percent on your base design."

Seeing the boss come in, both quickly stood up, and Mantou also stopped working, taking a while to realize the question was directed at him, and awkwardly responded:

"Well... I'm not sure about the material quality here, or what's available..."

Despite showing confidence to Natural Curl, Mantou was uncertain himself.

After all, the game was still in testing phase, who knows how the programmers designed the material attributes.

On the high side, they might create some fictitious adamantium alloy, indestructible, super durable; on the low side, they might not even match reality's tungsten steel.

Programmers and industry are two different paths, separated like mountains, perhaps even the same stainless steel might vary in toughness and hardness between game and reality?

Though it felt the same while processing it now.

Lin Miao pondered for a moment, then suggested, "Let's do this, list the materials and parts you need, be slightly bold, but not too unrealistic; I'll have others fetch a batch from elsewhere, and if quality is subpar, I'll figure something out."

Only if the prototype is made and meets Lin Miao's quality standards does it have mass production value, otherwise it's all for naught.

"I'll write it up right away!"

Mantou was thrilled at the mention; she locked herself in her room yesterday working all day, consulting her dad when unsure, although the old man typically disapproved of her doing these things, regardless of his nagging, as long as she feigned obedience and buttered him up, he'd offer significant help.

Two hours later, Natural Curl received a special permit, then headed to Adcardo Camp with Mantou, as per Lin Miao's directions.

After gathering the remodeling fee from hauling bricks yesterday, now just needed to buy a translation pack.

Initially, the guard tried to stop them from entering, but upon hearing they were sent by Lin Miao, warmly let them pass.

Mitch felt puzzled seeing the material list Mantou handed over, because the items were clearly custom-made. Though not quite sure what was being crafted, considering Lin Miao sent them with 20 water purification tablets, he didn't ask further.

However, not expensive precision items, quite the opposite, Mantou's requirements were structurally simple, materially modest, far from prosthetic precision, carrying a somewhat Soviet rough style.

As Mitch helped with processing, he gradually realized what he was making.

"Are you guys preparing to make a mechanical exoskeleton?"

"Um... yes."

Mantou, having only considered Mitch as a task NPC, hadn't thought much, but didn't expect him to notice.

This was truly uncanny, could the game's NPC intelligence be too advanced?

Mitch frowned at the materials in hand, shook his head:

"This exoskeleton of yours is overly simplistic, relying solely on electromyographic sensors and pressure sensing would be too sluggish; current exoskeleton armor uses neural connection sensors and bionic musculature, much more flexible than yours."

Current exoskeleton armor...

Mantou's eyes widened, was this a hidden game setting?