Actually, what if I made a sword in the stone with crazy powers which worked on everyone but myself and my people? Have them go through a Sailor Moon dress sequence along with being turned into a cat girl, or bunny boy. Japan wasn't around anymore, so the world could use something a little strange.
With a chuckle, I headed for the second floor; it was time to bring more Pokemon to life. It may be time to bring Professor Oak to handle things along with the Pokedex. Or a much better thought and easier on the eyes, Professor Sada. She did carry much Ara-Ara crush your-hips energy after all. I shook my head as I headed for my Pokemon center, wondering which egg would hatch first. Mahh boy would need some playmates soon.
Anthony Grey
A moist cloth was rubbed across my forehead as I held all of my attention on the rotator cup of the patient on the bed. It still marveled me how the human body worked as such a complex machine, yet it was so easy to destroy. There was no proper term to call your meat suit, and the fools in Warhammer 40K were so easy to just throw it all away. Machines couldn't reproduce nor give you that fluttering feeling within your gut as you lived new experiences.
With a hum I connected nerve L4 from the body to nerve R4 of the arms, then I ensured that the connection was solid with no rejection of the automail vibranium neural tissue. As the ring finger twitched, I did the rest, P5 for the pinkie finger all the way to T1 for the thumb. Everything responded correctly so I moved on to the nerves that ran through the palm and up the forearm. With the veins and arteries all connected prior to this, I didn't have to worry about any blood loss, but I did have to be certain I didn't accidentally apply too much pressure in certain locations.
Nurse Joy offered me a sip of hydration this time even as she ran the damp cold towel across my brow. A sight escaped me as I took the moment to work the kinks out of my shoulders, arms, and neck before I was back at it.
Mad Doctor might have given me the skills to perform this insanely complex surgery, but I had to actually do it for myself to really believe. There were still moments when I couldn't believe that I, Anthony Grey, was the absolute pinnacle of the medical field.
Pushing those thoughts aside, I gave my shoulders one last roll as I peered at the hologram projected before me by my focus. Jax would have his arms again, this I had promised him, and the fact that he didn't just want meatware worked with my plans all the better.
If he was going to lead my trauma teams, then Jax would need the best I could do. His arms were modeled like those of the winter soldier, but they had far more bang for their size than one would think. Not only did both arms conceal cannons, but they would also boost his strength with the enchantment I added along with being molecularly bonded to his actual bones with zero rejection. I even went so far as to blend his bone marrow with that of nth metal and vibranium.
This would allow Jax to produce his own enhanced blood because vibranium was bullshit like that. The Nth metal on the other hand would allow him to disrupt parahuman powers while also enhancing his healing factor by twenty times. He wasn't going to be Logan levels, but Jax could heal from a cut in minutes still. The nth metal also worked as a secondary backup in case his mask rebreathers stopped working. Just ten pounds of the stuff allow you to survive in space, so with a lattice-type alloy threaded through his bones, Jax would be perfectly fine.
I worked and worked, from one hand to the next with no break in between, and when I finally checked the time. Roughly five hours had passed from start to finish, and I can't say that I wasn't alright with that. Jax was one of my men, so he deserved my full attention. Once I was finished with his operation, Nurse Joy came in and I could tell by the name tag that it was one of the actual Nurses just using her hologram tech to pull off the look.
Honestly, I don't even know why I started that other than to piss off Piggot when she comes by or when one of her little snitches sends her a report. The Nurses were just having far too much fun acting like clones of each other. I also enjoyed that it also worked as a minor security measure since they all looked the same. I pity the fool who decided to attack one and run into a brick wall. Those nurse uniforms were no joke. Even if some of them didn't want to pack and heat, teleportation modules and tasers work all the same, and can never be too safe really.