Black Technology Live Room

In the laboratory, Zhang Zhai, who collapsed on the seat because his body temporarily lost control, saw the words on the holographic screen, and then looked at the barrage, what the audience agreed.

"Saltfish guy! Good job! I like you!"

"Divine, look at your little face, hungry!"

"Divine God, use your mind to control the Terminator to go to the cafeteria to buy you a meal! Blood books of ten thousand people! Haha!"

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Zhang Zhai smiled, then shook his head, then raised his head and said, "Okay, then follow the instructions of the salted fish, and the next time is to witness the miracle!"

"First, switch the live room screen to what the Terminator robot sees."

Zhang Zhai said, the screen between the live broadcast has also been switched.

Zhang Zhai's figure temporarily disappeared from the live studio picture, and was replaced by the first visual picture captured by the two cameras on the head of the Terminator 153426.

"What you see now is the first perspective of the Terminator Robot!" Zhang Zhai said with a smile, "So now, let's start!"

Zhang Zhai controlled his consciousness and used the consciousness to control the Terminator's body to move forward.

"Click!"

The Terminator raised his right leg, then quickly lowered his leg to take a successful step.

"boom!"

A dull collision sounded, Zhang Zhai quickly lowered his head, the Terminator's head followed, and the live broadcast room moved to the ground as the Terminator lowered his head.

Looking at the footage in the live broadcast room, Zhang Zhai could not help but smoke.

Because no feedback was obtained, the terminator's leg was controlled purely by his own experience. As a result, the Terminator kicked the hard liquid sand ground, stepped deep into the footprints, was squeezed around, and broke a few pieces of gravel.

"666, Di Shen, the power of your mind control is a bit horrible. You can see that the ground has been broken by you!"

"Divine, you admit it, you are black technology at all, not a magic trick!"

"It is not magic to say that God Zhai is this. I don't like to hear this. It is impossible to use the power of science to make it possible. Isn't it really magic!"

Zhang Zhai glanced at the barrage, then said, "A mistake, a small mistake, let us continue."

This time, Zhang Zhai did not take another step at will, but raised his feet carefully, and then he did not put down.

Consciousness controlled the Terminator's left foot and paused in the air for three seconds before slowly approaching the ground. Finally, when the left foot touched the ground, no sound was made.

The left and right feet are juxtaposed, but one is high and the other is low, and the entire Terminator is half-tilted.

Seeing that his left foot was put down smoothly, nothing happened, Zhang Zhai breathed a sigh of relief, and then subconsciously, stepped out with his right foot again. This time without any control, it was completely subconscious behavior.

"Well ... bang ... bang!"

I saw the scene disappeared after the loud noise.

Zhang Zhai turned his head to look over, and saw that the Terminator robot fell to the ground, his head twisted to the side, and there was a large hole in his right foot. At this moment, the right leg was still jammed inside.

The situation is already obvious: when Zhang Zhai stepped out of his right leg subconsciously, the uncontrollable force directly stepped on the hard liquid sand ground out of the cave, and then his right leg was trapped in the cave. In addition, Zhang Zhai did not take any rescue measures. Without even struggling, the Terminator stumbled decisively and smashed to the ground.

"Mistakes, just mistakes! We all understand, Divine God!"

"It's so interesting to watch Di Shen go out!"

"Can you guys stop doing this, is this a good show?"

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Zhang Zhai looked at the barrage, without refuting it, but with a somewhat mysterious smile: "The above are all program effects. Please pay attention next, don't blink!"

Zhang Zhai said, directly controlling the Terminator's limbs, moving his legs out of the cave, and then climbing up from the ground.

Looking at the Terminator, Zhang Zhai took a deep breath, and then some smiles slowly appeared on his face.

"咚 ... 咚 ... 咚 Da ... 咚 Da ..."

I saw the next second, the Terminator quickly moved, instead of slowly moving step by step as before, but directly striding forward and running.

Instantly, the Terminator stepped on his leg, ran from Zhang Zhai's position to the laboratory door, then opened the laboratory door and ran out.

That smooth movement was a far cry from the Terminator who had fallen before.

"Crouch? Divine, is this the Terminator awakened? He ran out by himself?"

"Divine, your consciousness control has become stronger?"

"It's all said, it's the effect of the show, you still don't believe it."

Zhang Zhai looked at the barrage and smiled without explanation.

The reason why the audience in the live room was weird was because the first angle of view could not capture the deep footprints behind the terminator.

The two rows of deep footprints stretched straight from the laboratory to the cafeteria.

Zhang Zhai looked at the first-angle picture in the live broadcast room. Without giving up his scruples, he rushed into the first floor of the southeast canteen of the headquarters and the park at a fast speed.

The Terminator stepped on the tile of the cafeteria floor and headed directly towards the window for cooking.

"Five buns, a bowl of beef noodles, add more Shaozi, then add porridge and pack."

Zhang Zhai spoke in the laboratory, and at the same time, the voice also borrowed the signal and passed it to the Terminator robot, which also made the same sound.

In the cafeteria, facing the Terminator was an uncle about fifty.

He looked at the Terminator in front of him, listening to the Terminator's words, hesitated, completely hesitated.

"What did you say?" It was a long time before the uncle asked unconsciously.

"Five buns, one bowl of porridge, one bowl of beef noodles, two servings of Shaozi."

"You need to eat too?" The uncle stared at Terminator's face, suddenly saying this.

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"Haha, laugh at me! This uncle!"

"You also need to eat? This sentence is actually to Zhai Shen. People who do not eat for the whole day, Zhai Shen, actually don't need to eat at all!"

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Looking at the aggressive uncle in the cafeteria, and ridiculing the barrage, Zhang Zhai had no choice but to repeat again: "Five buns, one porridge, one bowl of beef noodles and two Shaozi. I don't eat and I bring them. "

"That's it." The uncle, as the chef of the canteen and the canteen of the headquarters, was also very knowledgeable. He heard the explanation, but he didn't ask any more. He packed the food and hung it on the hand of the terminator.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhai no longer controlled the Terminator to carry things back, but cut back the live studio picture back to the laboratory.

"Resume body control." Zhang Zhai also said when the screen changed.

Instantly, I felt a numbness in my head, and I resumed control immediately below my neck.

Zhang Zhai felt it, except for the hand he just hit on the table, there was some faint pain, and there was no discomfort.

Zhang Zhai stood up from her seat ~ www.readwn.com ~ Facing two anti-gravity drones, watching the audience in the live broadcast room, she said with a confident smile: "Well, the magic is over, everyone feels Still shocking? "

"Shock, shock in my heart!"

"Mom asked the kneeling series, it's not ordinary shock!"

"Magic is amazing, but the means to achieve magic even shock me!"

"Divine, you are wearing a brain-controlled (intended) device!"

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Zhang Zhai looked at the barrage and said with a smile: "It seems that many people have guessed, yes, this is the brain control device or the intentional control device. It is higher than the voice and the control method can be used for data input. , Communication of consciousness, mechanical control, etc. "

"A friend said before that the control device can greatly help people with disabilities, and that's right.

Together with mechanical prosthetics, he can enable people with disabilities to work and live normally. Even stronger than normal people in some aspects, after all, mechanical prosthetics are made of alloy. "

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"666, Zhai Shen, is this the black technology of this live broadcast? Take it!"

"My uncle has a broken leg due to a car accident. How much does it cost to install such a prosthetic and brain control device?"

"Zhai God, although this black technology is not as subversive as anti-gravity and not as shocking as a quantum computer, it benefits humanity! Zhai God, I am convinced! I will be your brain residual powder!"

Zhang Zhai glanced at the system plane within the sight line, watching the rising popularity, showing a knowing smile.

Then he looked at the audience in the live broadcast room and shook his head: "No, the brain control device is just a small part of this dark technology of live broadcast today.

Creating a new world of live broadcasting is just now beginning ... "

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