257 Chapter 254 - Cosmic Treadmill

"Go get changed into this outfit, Pietro."

Retracting his gaze from the little witch who was joyfully walking to the changing room, Seb looked to the silver-haired youth next to him and said, "We're ready to start the test."

"What's the rush."

A displeased muttering, followed by a gust of wind in the hall, and when the wind subsided, Pietro's dress code had changed dramatically, and a smug smile appeared on his face: "It's just a matter of two seconds."

The silver-haired young man's casual denim has faded, his entire body is wrapped in a tight-fitting battlesuit with a metallic sheen on the surface.

The body of the suit is dark blue, the front of the limbs is silver white, the shape is somewhat similar to the dark red suit next door talk man, in the designer's bad taste, there is a golden lightning bolt logo on the chest.

The difference with talk man that suit is that the suit's hood is fully enclosed, the eyes are covered by two ink-colored translucent lenses, the mouth and nose have a black device similar to a respirator, and the collar below is connected together, without the slightest gap.

"How does it feel?"

Looking at the man in front of him with the gaze of a mouse, Seb's face showed a smile of unknown meaning: "This suit of yours is made of dwarf star alloy, which can reduce the friction of air by about 62%, high temperature resistance and super wear resistance.

However, the defense is a little worse than the Wanda one, but blocking the ordinary 12.7mm caliber machine gun bombardment is not a big problem, and also equipped with a life-support system and intelligent operating system for you."

Hearing the other party's explanation, the silver-haired youth said nothing and immediately circled around the other party in a show-off style a few times.

'Did this guy's eyes just follow himself around, or did he hallucinate?'

Pressing down the doubts in his heart, Pietro could not suppress the excitement in his tone, his heart and mouth: "Barely."

Then pointed to the calf area, the outline of the silver-white boots, commented, "Moreover, the shoes and pants are connected together, it feels weird."

"Do you still want to wear those fancy Nike running shoes like before?"

After giving the other party a blank look, Seb explained, "Your future mission is to fight evil, not to participate in the Olympics.

In order to avoid you in high-speed movement, airflow along those tiny gaps leapt into your battlesuit, this battlesuit must be designed as a one-piece."

While the two were talking, Wanda finally changed into her physical battlesuit and returned joyfully to the middle of the hall.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

Turning around in front of the two people, Wanda spoke in a light tone.

"Very beautiful."

Saibo smiling eyes, busy nodding: "The color also suits you."

The little witch's battlesuit overall dark red, the same one-piece full-coverage line battlesuit, the surface of the glow of leather, the waist and back each draped with two decorative wide silk belt, the lines of the pattern is also more soft.

Because it does not need to move at high speed, Wanda's battlesuit is not as close to her brother's battlesuit.

But because the little witch's 'bottom' is really too much, this set of slightly wide battlesuit still can not cover her delicate body.

Perhaps for aesthetic reasons, the little witch did not choose to wear a hood: "This battlesuit is much more comfortable to wear than ordinary clothes."

This battlesuit is made of the same material as Lorna's battlesuit, both are the crystallization of Kryptonian technology, and it is naturally much more comfortable to wear than clothing made of polyester.

"As long as you like it."

Closing the suitcase, Seb led the two siblings to the southeast corner of the hall, pulled back the black curtain covering the device below, and said with a straight face, "Now, let's start the test."

"What is this?"

Looking closely at the mysterious device with a dark body, Pietro was a little uneasy.

Although this device looks like a very common treadmill in the gym, but he believes the truth will never be so simple.

"This is something I made especially for you."

Pressing the power button of the black device, Seb grinned: "A cosmic treadmill, specially designed to test your speed and even be your main training tool in the future."

This treadmill is naturally far less than the genuine 'cosmic treadmill' of the Flash's house next door, not to mention the function of absorbing God's speed power to open up the multiverse, just a name that someone deliberately took in order to satisfy his own bad taste.

However, it is definitely more than enough to deal with a guy like Pietro who can't even reach one percent of the beam for the time being.

"Really a treadmill?"

With a raised eyebrow, Pietro disdainfully brushed his mouth: "The treadmills in this world are all as slow as snails to me."

During his time at Baron Straker, the group of researchers had tried to test his speed limit with a treadmill.

However, even after modification and raising the number of gears to the highest, the speed of those treadmills was no different from that of a snail in his eyes.

'Heh, very confident, young man. Believe it or not, I will build you a broken treadmill?'

With a sneer in his heart, Seb's gaze gradually became dangerous: "You go and try it first."

"Just try."

'Click-click-'

Twisting his neck, jumping two more times, moving his limbs, Pietro's gaze was fixed, his body bowed slightly, his right arm swung forward, his left foot took a small step backward, his front palm landed on the ground, making a standard long-distance running start posture.

''Tick-!''

As Seb pressed the start button, the treadmill made a soft sound, and the motor hidden inside the base began to run, emitting a buzzing sound like a beast's roar, driving the tracks on it to start turning rapidly.

In the next instant, Pietro turned into a silver phantom, instantly came to the top of the cosmic treadmill and began to swing his legs rapidly.

On the smart panel, the red number in the speed column was soaring rapidly.

10 meters per second ......

100 meters per second ......

1000 meters per second ......

'This thing can actually keep up with your own speed?'

After glancing down at the black tracks beneath his feet, the contempt on Pietro's face gradually disappeared.

"Pietro, haven't you eaten lunch? Running so slowly."

At this time, a slightly mocking voice came from behind him, causing the silver-haired youth to frown.

"Humph!"

With a soft grunt, Pietro's eyes gaze, slowly exhaling a mouthful, began to mobilize his superpowers as hard as he could, causing the numbers on the smart panel to jump up by a large margin.

But no matter how hard the silver-haired young man pushed, the treadmill's tracks were always able to keep up with him, keeping him 'imprisoned', like a monkey jumping into the palm of Buddha's hand.

Although this cosmic treadmill has two nuclear batteries as energy source, it is not just an electric treadmill, but a hybrid treadmill of machine and electricity.

When the speed is below Mach 3, the track is mainly driven by the electric motor, while after breaking Mach 3, the track is mainly driven by the friction between the runner's foot and the running belt, with the electric motor as an aid, and as for higher ......