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Chapter 390 Press Conference

Along with the handsome man's words, the virtual projector projected his so-called solution.

It's the same thing as the iron piece in the email, except that it looks like an iron piece in the photo. After virtual projection, this thing looks more like a centipede, a centipede the size of a fingernail with a bunch of tentacles. .

It is about two millimeters thick, and the overall color is not silvery white, but a bit blue like crystal.

By zooming in, you can also see some of the connecting lines inside.

Stephens, who was standing on the stage, pushed his hands, and the virtual projection slowly came to the crowd.

Taking this opportunity, he said loudly: "Paralysis is actually the signal from our brain that cannot reach our limbs!"

"The brain cannot direct the body, and corresponding paralysis occurs!"

"There is another type of children who are born with deformities. Their brains cannot effectively issue instructions. Although their bodies are normal, they still suffer from physical incoordination!"

"And today! The Rocky One chip we brought! Will completely change this situation!"

"The reason why it is named Loki is because this chip is equipped with an intelligent brain program, which can connect to the human brain under preset parameters, convert brain signals into formal signals, and command the body!"

"Just imagine! People who have been lying in hospital beds for years or even decades can stand up on their own after using this chip! They can stand up without relying on others!"

"What a great invention this is!"

Having said this, Stephens opened his hands and raised them high, and a huge light appeared at the press conference.

Reflected against him, it's like a giant embracing the sun.

After he finished his speech, a reporter in the audience stood up and took a look at the notebook in his hand. The reporter asked loudly: "I remember that Professor Mo had previously manufactured corresponding light armor and corresponding brain-computer signal chips for these patients. , I would like to ask you if this project is repeated?"

"Also, is your project environmentally friendly? Will it waste resources? How safe is it? What is the smart brain you are talking about?"

After waving the reporter to sit down, Stephens raised his hand and flicked his fingers to switch the contents of the virtual projector. At the same time, a surgical bed was slowly pushed from the right side of the stage to the center of the stage.

"These are very good questions! First let me answer the question of what is our brain!"

"As we all know, Professor Mo created an artificial intelligence named Taixuan. The space elevator, Nantianmen, lunar base, Mars base, and the upcoming Saturn base are all under the control of this artificial intelligence!"

"It can arrange such a huge data flow in an orderly manner!"

"Our intellectual brain is also an artificial intelligence, but compared with Taixuan, it is much weaker!"

"But compared to our requirements, it's enough!"

"Because we just help others stand up, we don't need too strong data calculation! We don't need too strong a database, we just need to record human body movement data!"

"Then it's about whether the car crashed into Professor Mo's project. This is negative!"

"Professor Mo's project uses exoskeleton armor, while our project uses humans themselves, so there is no conflict!"

"Of course, our brains can also be connected to those mechanical prosthetics!"

"As for the subsequent safety and environmental issues, there is no need to worry about these. We have been researching for decades, and this little thing can still be guaranteed!"

"After all, our company will need to rely on this project for the next few decades. Naturally, we won't screw up ourselves, and the things are not easy to use. We are all users, so we have a strong balance in our hearts!"

"Next, let's take a look at this patient next to us!"

With a graceful turn, Stephens put his right hand on his chest and his left hand behind his back, and bowed deeply to the person on the hospital bed.

Give the camera to the patient.

The virtual projector also began to play the patient's life story.

He is a motorcycle master who is best at riding a mountain cross-country motorcycle and gets sponsorship from Red Bull.

But as the old saying goes, masters are among the people, but mistakes are in the underworld.

He failed, but the price for living among the people was that he would never be able to stand up in his life.The high-spirited racing driver slowly disappeared, leaving only a lunatic lying on the bed with only his eyes, mouth, nose, and tongue able to move. He clamored to drink all day long, had an extremely bad temper, and insulted his mother at every turn.

Then one day, Rolling Stone Technology found him. As for why it found him, the reason was very simple.

When an extreme athlete who cannot move stands up, the advertising effect is more impactful than when an ordinary person stands up.

The audience in the audience took photos of this person and began to search for corresponding information.

After all, we are not fools.

However, the people in the live broadcast room were faster than them.

——"We found out that Woody Jonathan, a top off-road motorcycle rider, had an accident during an extreme freeride in the Rocky Mountains ten years ago. He has been lying at home, thinking he was dead!"

——"Holy shit! This guy can actually get away with Red Bull's sponsorship?"

——"Look, when he got into an accident, it wasn't sponsored by Red Bull!"

——"Huh? It's really alas! Damn it! Is this some outrageous setting?"

——"Red Bull: The world's biggest stage, come if you have the destiny, I will provide sponsorship, you will sacrifice your life, let's all fly together!"

——"It's actually true. I thought these people were just looking for someone to cheat!"

——"This is not domestic, false propaganda, or this kind of live broadcast propaganda, it will be sued! America's lawsuit stick, but I like this kind of advertisement the most!"

——"Does this mean that what this company says is true?"

——"Not necessarily, if this person can't stand up later, or if he doesn't stand up because of this chip, he will still have to sue for false propaganda! He has to lose money!"

——"Wait a minute, the answer will be revealed soon anyway, if you can't stand up, it will be exciting!"

——"I guess it's true. Since he dares to challenge Professor Mo, he must have two brushes. One brush is not enough!"

——"If it is true, I would like to try it. Do you know how difficult it is to type with your tongue?"

——"Is it difficult to peck rice with your tongue?"

——"???Brother, do you want to see what you are talking about?"

Amid the barrage of bullets, Stephens walked up to Woody and stretched out his hand to the person lying on the hospital bed.

"Come on! Believe in yourself, you can do it!"

The camera zoomed in, facing the two of them.

Lying in the hospital bed, Woody was unshaven, with prominent cheekbones and looked very thin.

He stared at Stephens' hand for a moment, then shifted his gaze to his right hand.

Just stared calmly without any movement.

After a few more minutes, his head moved first.

Then, his shoulder moved.

He slowly pulled his right hand away from his body, slowly raised it, and held Stephens' hand.

In the next second, his whole body was bent, and Woody used Stephens as an anchor to pull himself up.

Then, he lifted his legs and slowly moved to the ground.

He stood up.

(End of this chapter)