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那就 "That's the special terminator of Zhai Shen? It looks cool!"

"It does look good, but I care more about him."

"What's inside, I think you care about the parameters of this special terminator? After all, this terminator is the special terminator specially designed by Zhai Shen for the moon landing plan."

"Don't you dare say you're not interested?"

"Crap, of course I'm interested!"

"Or ... we ... that ..."

"What do you want to do! I will not betray Zhai Shen! And I warn you, if you dare to do something that is sorry to Zhai Shen, I will report you immediately!"

"Sit down! Can you be quiet? Can I do what I want? I mean ... Didn't Divine God say just now that we can go to his lounge to ask him for advice?"

"Isn't this great? After all, disturbing Di Shen?"

"You just say go?"

"Go, why not go!"

In the lab, many researchers sneaked into Zhang Zhai's side while whispering to communicate with others.

Zhang Zhang Zhai stood in front of the console and watched that after ten minutes and five day and night cycles, the Terminator was still intact.

Zhang Zhai smiled and pressed the green button.

"Snapped!"

"Terminator, come out," Zhang Di said softly.

For a moment, the simulator stopped and the door facing Zhang Zhai was opened.

"boom!"

终结 The Terminator jumped out of the simulator, the alloy legs touched the ground, and a crisp sound suddenly sounded. After landing, the knee position was slightly bent, but immediately stood up again.

Zhang Zhai walked in front, Terminator walked in the back, walked left and right, and returned to the laboratory where the Terminator was made.

"A1, you temporarily take over the control of this terminator, check it again, and confirm that there are no problems." Zhang Zhai said in a seat.

"Okay, father."

As soon as A1's voice fell, the Terminator in front of him started to move again.

Uh ...

After ten minutes, the terminator stood in front of Zhang Zhai again and was already closed.

"Father, according to a number of detailed inspections, the inside of the Terminator T1000 has not been significantly damaged, and various data show normal."

"That line, according to this standard, make another 999 T1000."

"Father, the production cost of the Terminator T1000 will reach 500,000 yuan each. Are you sure to make it?"

"Confirm, split the drawing down and pass it to Academician Gan and Hua Menglian at the same time." Zhang Zhai waved his hand, and the cost increased, it had no effect on him.

"Okay, father, you have executed according to your order."

Zhang Zhang Zhai nodded and did not speak any more. Nuo Da's laboratory became quiet for a moment. Zhang Zhai tilted her head and looked at the ground, seemingly thoughtful.

"The moon landing plan is proceeding steadily, and now ... the moon landing spacecraft is completed, and the moon landing plan can really take the first step!"

Uh ...

Zhaicheng Aviation Center, Rocket Building.

Because of the disordered schedule, even though it was only five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Zhai was already in bed and began to rest.

"咚咚咚 ..."

Strange, Zhang Zhai seemed to hear someone knocking at the door.

When he realized this, Zhang Zhai woke up instantly.

Although every time he was awakened by a knock on the door when he was asleep, nothing would happen, but Zhang Zhai got up and opened the lounge door.

"Click ..."

With the sound of the mechanical structure turning inside the door lock, the door slowly opened.

When the sight of the doorway appeared in his sight, he all stunned.

Dozens and hundreds of people blocked the corridor at the door, and the crowd was crowded, like a wave of waves. Standing at the door, it seemed to flow in at any time.

The first person in the team is the person in charge of the team. Even if it is not humane, it is a little embarrassing at this time: "Mr. Zhang ... I'm really sorry, bother."

Zhang Zhangzhai felt a little funny, but he just shook his head and said, "All come here first."

Zhang Zhai can reject the rich, the leader, and the reporter, but he has no way to reject a group of pure seekers.

When Zhang Zhai gave way, a group of people poured into the lounge like a tide.

There are dozens of people in the small living room. Everyone can only stand, but no one feels hard. Instead, he looks at Zhang Zhai with excitement.

"From the left, one by one, one by one, are there any questions?"

"No problem!" Everyone said in unison.

Zhang Zhai smiled, and then asked the first person, "Well, what's your problem?"

The person named by Zhang Zhai was flustered and handed over two manuscript papers.

"Mathematics?"

"Yes, Zhai Shen, I haven't been able to figure out a place, you see, this is the place to cross ..."

Uh ...

Zhang Zhai started answering from the first person, and the answer was very detailed.

Because he is difficult to judge the knowledge level of the person asking the question, he can only shatter all the questions.

Although these people may come from the same laboratory, the questions they ask are more different. Each person's research direction is different. Even in one field, there are countless subdivisions in the depth of research.

Mathematics, physics, machinery control, materials, aerodynamics, and disciplines cover a wide range of subjects.

即便 But even so, after Zhang Zhai's answer, everyone left with a contented expression.

Zhang Zhai, never let them down!

As Zhang Zhai continued to answer questions in various fields, the eyes of everyone in the living room kept changing.

Until the end, looking at Zhang Zhai's eyes, he was very enthusiastic. It seemed that he would kneel on the ground next second and worship him.

"How can there be such people in the world ..."

Many researchers thought silently.

"The gap between me and Zhai Shen is so big ..."

"A world is so far away, how can a person know so much?"

"It feels like the primitive indigenous people met modern people."

"I am embarrassed to compare myself with Zhai Shen ..."

With the passage of time every minute and second, even though there are still people coming from time to time, the number of people in the small living room continues to decrease with the constant answer of Zhang Zhai.

From five to six, and then to twelve in the evening.

Finally, there are only 16 people left in the small living room, of which 15 people asked questions, and they stayed to listen to Zhang Zhai's answers to others ~ www.readwn.com ~ Only the last one remained unanswered.

"What's your problem?" Zhang Zhai still smiled and asked.

"Divine, my question is, can I take a picture with you?" The man said with excitement and excitement.

Zhang Zhang Zhai smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Uh ...

Twenty-five minutes later, everyone had left with satisfaction. Zhang Zhai went into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed.

"boom……"

Zhang Zhang Zhai was lying on the bed, feeling tired, but still with a smile on his face.

Almost everyone has a problem with being a good teacher.

"This is also considered to be, the teacher's addiction has been severely severed." Zhang Zhai lay on the bed, laughed and laughed at herself: "This addiction is vomiting."

Uh ...

In the next few days, Zhang Zhai has been staying at the Zhaicheng Space Center, answering questions and doubts of everyone, and having enough of a teacher's addiction, while also directly improving the overall research level of the Zhaicheng Space Center.

Zhang Zhai had to leave temporarily until another thing happened.

Uh ...

Zhaicheng University is different from other schools. It starts in advance, and the opening ceremony will be held soon.

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