Black Technology Live Room

In the ward, Zhang Zhai was lying on his side on the bed, turning over from time to time, as if lying on the bed was very uncomfortable.

"Crack!" The door of the ward opened, and Zhang Zhai's attending doctor walked in, followed by the spider.

"Hey..." Zhang Di turned his back to the door, but he knew who had come in from the sound of footsteps.

He sighed, and he stopped lying on the bed, and simply sat up directly.

"Old Cheng, when do you think you can let me out?" Zhang Zhai said helplessly.

Old Cheng is Zhang Zhai's attending doctor. He smiled and shook his head, "God Zhai, although I admire you, but you are my patient now, and I have to be responsible for you. You should rest for two more days."

Old Cheng was considered half a fan of Zhang Zhai, but he flatly refused Zhang Zhai's request.

"It's been almost a week now, old Cheng, do you think my spirit still needs to be cultivated?" Zhang Zhai felt that he had never been so idle in his life.

I have no physical problems and a good mental state, but I spend most of my time lying in bed.

uncomfortable ah!

"To be precise, it is six days. Although you have rested for six days, it is not enough. If you want to go to the laboratory after leaving the hospital, you should stay in the hospital well. Back again."

"Your current physical condition, according to traditional Chinese medicine, is due to deficiency of qi and blood. According to western medicine, it is kidney deficiency."

Hearing the word kidney deficiency, Zhang Zhai almost exploded, but he still didn't have an attack. After a long time, he sighed,

"Experiments can't be done, and research can't be done. Staying in the hospital is like going to jail. Old Cheng, just tell me, how long is my sentence?"

"Four days, after four days, you can be discharged from the hospital." Lao Cheng checked Zhang Zhai, and then said.

"In the past few days, as before, try to avoid high-intensity brain use. If you can, try to sleep as much as possible. If you can't sleep, you can also do things you should do at your age, such as flirting with girls and playing games. , or read a novel."

"I don't have these things in my life." Zhang Zhai rolled his eyes.

"Then your life is really sad." Old Cheng said.

"If there is, I feel sad. Life is short and dreams are difficult. How can there be so much time wasted. If I can live for thousands of years, then I will definitely spend 20 years before talking about other things."

"Thousands of years? If you have tossed like your kid, I guess I will live to be over eighty years old, which is all the progress of medicine."

...

Twenty minutes later, Lao Cheng left, and Zhang Zhai also drove the spider out in the name of sleeping.

In the ward, Zhang Zhai was alone, leaning against the head of the bed, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Is there still four days?" Zhang Zhai murmured in a low voice, "There should be enough time, and there should be enough time."

"A1, link me to the Terminator robot numbered 13512, and convert the first-person view images it receives to the holographic screen." Zhang Di raised his head and instructed A1.

"Okay, connecting to 13512 Terminator robot... to switch to its first-person view."

Zhang Zhai stared at the screen motionlessly. After the 13512 Terminator robot was linked, it stopped moving and stood where it was.

At this time, the screen shows a closed space.

This is a very wide space, located under Zhang Zhai's independent laboratory building, and below the two-story underground laboratory.

To be precise, it is ten meters underground, and its range is at least as large as three football fields. At this time, thousands of Terminator robots are busy in this huge space.

These thousands of robots did not belong to the previous 100,000 robots, but Zhang Zhai bypassed Xihe Technology and directly ordered them to be produced by the Terminator factory.

In other words, only Zhang Zhai knew about these thousands of robots.

Thousands of Terminator robots spent a day secretly excavating this huge space with an area the size of several football fields and a height of more than five meters underground in Zhang Zhai's laboratory.

At this time, thousands of robots seem to be building a very large instrument, which almost fills the entire space.

This is a super-large ring-shaped device, with a giant pipe with a diameter of one meter surrounding the outermost circle, and a pipe with a diameter of one meter also spiraling around the inner circle, and gradually approaching the center like a vortex.

In the center of the pipeline, there is a huge complex instrument, which occupies three quarters of the size of a standard football field, but the parts exposed at this time show people that it is far from being completed.

Zhang Zhai controls the 13512 Terminator to observe the entire instrument from all aspects, so as to judge whether the instrument is built normally.

Finally, after twenty minutes, Zhang Zhai finally looked away.

"A1, cut off the link."

"Okay, father."

...

"It should be about the same. This is the most important equipment for realizing anti-gravity. I hope it can be built as scheduled." Zhang Zhai said with a smile on his face, silently in his heart.

This is the most important device that anti-gravity wants to achieve. Zhang Zhai needs to rely on this device to obtain the most important special particles, which are the foundation of anti-gravity.

Zhang Zhai completed the design of the entire device by himself, and he did not even let him participate in the A1.

In other words, apart from Zhang Zhai, only A1 knows about the existence of this most important anti-gravity device.

And what is going on with the design of this device.

Even A1 was kept secret. A1 knew that this was the most important device to achieve anti-gravity, but he didn't know how this device was designed.

I know, only Zhang Zhai is alone.

"Ding! The anti-gravity box has been mastered: 95%"

A reminder sounded in Zhang Zhai's ears, and Zhang Zhai couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Four days, four days... soon..." Zhang Di murmured, looking up at the ceiling.

...

Zhang Zhai was lying on his side on the bed, holding the camera in his hand.

"Live: Create a new world with bare hands. This live broadcast is not over yet, let's continue."

In the past few days, in his free time, Zhang Zhai has been doing live broadcasts. Every time he starts, he has to say this sentence.

"A live broadcast should be a few episodes, or a few live broadcasts should be one time, God Zhai, you are no one else."

"I don't care about the new world anymore. I just want to know, God Zhai, why are you laying down and broadcasting live?"

"The male anchor live-streamed in bed, earning a million dollars a month!"

Zhang Zhai was lying on his side, holding the camera in his left hand, "The doctor asked me to rest more. If I can lie down, don't sit. If I can sit, don't stand. So I'm sorry everyone."

"As for the title of the live broadcast? Let me tell you a little bit, in fact, he has been doing it all the time, but you can't see it."

"Wait, soon, you will understand immediately, what is the new world."

Zhang Zhai's words were earnest, and his tone was a bit mysterious.

But the audience didn't like it.

"God Zhai, it's not good for you to play tricks like this."

"I don't care about the new world at all. I'm just thinking, God Zhai, don't your hands feel sore when you hold the camera like this?"

"Honey, you look so handsome lying down, let me take a screenshot!"

...

Looking at these bullet screens, Zhang Zhai really had everything to say, and he couldn't help laughing.

Just as he was about to say something, another voice rang in his ear.

"Father, there is an incoming call, do you need to answer it?" A1 said.

"who is it?"

"Elder No. 1." A1 displayed these four words on the screen.

Zhang Zhai frowned, "Come on."

...

Five minutes later, Zhang Zhai looked at the holographic projection of the old man in front of him, and shook his head resolutely and resolutely.

"Sorry, no, the anti-gravity formula cannot be given to anyone in a short time."