"The neural interface technology has been completely retrieved—the Rhino Armor is about to be assembled, thanks to the energy you provided."
"Right, let me show you the coordination between ground and aerial weapons, an original creation of the Osborne Group."
Norman hung up the phone—
The process of reclaiming Dr. Otto's research had been a long one; under normal circumstances, it would have taken at least half a year to complete.
But with the help of club members, Norman managed to complete the entire process in less than two days.
Now, he was targeting another scientist: Adrian Tums.
A true master in the field of electronics engineering and advanced in years—
He, holding numerous patents and inventions, should have been a millionaire, at the very least not strapped for cash.
But the doctor had an idiosyncrasy: since childhood, he dreamed of flying in the skies like a bird—not by plane, but by attaching wings to his body and taking flight.
