January 2nd:
I looked at the monitor and I began recreating the formula for unstable molecules I remembered Franklin Richards of Earth 982 showed me. It was difficult to do, sure, but it was exciting. And to be honest, the fact that I already knew what to strive for made it all the more exciting.
"Alright Sexy, run the simulations now," I ordered, stepping away from the council and looked at the terminal monitor.
"Running," Sexy replied, "simulation complete. Unstable molecule fabric has been successfully formed. Testing….no breakdown of the fabric on an atomic level. Congratulations boss, you just made a new fabric."
"Thanks Sexy," I grinned, "now, get me a list of everything I'll need to weave the cloth with."
"Here you go, quick note, you are not going to like it," Sexy replied.
I raised an eyebrow but looked at the list. IT was all high tech material, state of the art. But then again it would have to be. And it all came up to…
"Two hundred million?!" I cried out at the numbers running before me, and it kept climbing! "What the hell?! Three hundred...five hundred million dollars?! What the living fuck?! FUCK!"
I knew immediately Sue and Reed wouldn't go for it. Not ever. Sure the inventions I gave them before was nice and all, but this...damn….it's too much. A half a billion dollars...but, I could make suits that would never tear or get old.
Maybe...maybe this wasn't a problem, but a solution.
"Sexy, pull up the research paper out of Kyoto about shape changing fabrics," I called out.
"Yes Peter" Sexy replied as she displayed the papers I had purchased and read over in my spare time. It was a fascinating theory, a solution to all the waste we as a race produce in terms of clothing.
The article spoke about how in the future we could possibly have clothes that transformed into different structures, thereby solving our need for a unique change of pace. But, we would still retain the same pair of clothes we always wore.
I read this article the first time because it reminded me off how the symbiote worked. A everchanging suit that could take on different shapes on will? Yeah, it got my attention. But it was far too...extreme for my case. But now...maybe I could use this.
The technology was being promoted by one doctor Wheng Cha, chinese, but moved to japan to continue his research. Cha was a genius, but he hadn't been able to actually get his technology to work, he claimed he couldn't make a material versatile enough to do so. But...maybe I did.
I had an idea, an odd one, but an idea. A suit of unstable molecules for every living person on the planet. Pen that they would wear from the moment they were born, till the day thy day. Adapting to the latest trends in seconds.
The fashion industry would be destroyed, no more sweatshops, no more child labour forces. And...while many many people would lose their jobs, it would be a streamlined process. The possibility was there, simply can a picture of the clothes you want and your second skin will turn into it.
The idea was a little far off, but the unstable molecules I was developing could do it. A few more modifications, add in the ability to change upon will, maybe….200 million dollars to add in memory cloth features to change the shape of the cloth with electrical impulses...a port, a small motherboard, like a raspberry...yes, this could work!
But the money, that is still a problem. Plus now it would cost half a billion dollars! Damn it, if only I had some gold on hand then I….wait, I do...well, not me, but the Reed Richards on Earth 982 had access to the Negative Zone, which was so full of gold that...oh my God!
Yes, the chances of there being a Negative Zone with gold in it in my world is slim, but I'm willing to be that the Negative Zone is similar in most world's, a multiversal constant...maybe. Btu then there are several sub factors, like the fact that it was a world made out of anti-matter and without significant preparation I can't even enter it.
"Damn it," I grumbled, "if only I could go back to that world and get that gold," I sighed as I looked at my lab closet where I stored my robes and bag of infinite storage, if I was in the Negative Zone now I could just carry all that gold in my freaking bag! Grrr! Curse you circumstances!
I sighed heavily leaning back on my seat, the only way I can imagine making up all that money now would be if I make a crazy new invention and sell it for lots and lots of money. But I first need to think of something that cool, and it should be versatile.
"Peter, I need to remind you, we need to test your blood toxicity levels," Sexy's voice rang out.
I sighed, "yeah, sure," I got up and approached my genetic scanner, drawing a small sample of blood I inserted it into the machine and waited. There was a beep as the results were displayed on the screen above.
Blood Toxicity: 67%
Those three months I spent in Earth 982 made things much easier for me. I'm sure maybe after a few months I would be back to normal.
After completing the test I decided to take a break walked out to the lounge where I found it surprisingly quiet, with only Ben there for company.
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