Black Technology Live Room

In the laboratory, Zhang Zhai, who was paralyzed on the seat due to the temporary loss of body control, saw this sentence on the holographic screen, and then looked at the barrage, and the audience agreed with it.

"Master Salted Fish! Good job! Give you a thumbs up!"

"God Zhai, look at that little face of yours, it's so pale!"

"God Di, use your thoughts to control the Terminator to go to the cafeteria and buy you a meal! Thousands of blood books! Haha!"

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Zhang Zhai smiled, then shook his head, then raised his head and said: "Okay, then follow Xianyu's instructions, and then it's time to witness the miracle!"

"First, switch the screen of the live broadcast room to the screen seen by the Terminator robot."

As Zhang Zhai said, the screen in the live broadcast room also switched.

Zhang Zhai's figure temporarily disappeared from the screen of the live broadcast room, replaced by the first visual image captured by the two cameras on the head of the No. 153426 Terminator.

"What you are seeing now is the first perspective of the Terminator robot!" Zhang Zhai said with a smile, "Now, let's start!"

Zhang Zhai controlled his own consciousness, and used his consciousness to control the body of the Terminator to move forward.

"Crack!"

The Terminator raised his head and right leg, then quickly put it down, taking a successful step.

"boom!"

There was a dull collision sound, Zhang Zhai quickly lowered his head, and the Terminator's head lowered accordingly, and the screen in the live broadcast room moved to the ground as the Terminator lowered his head.

Looking at the picture in the live broadcast room, the corners of Zhang Di's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Because he didn't get feedback, he controlled the Terminator's legs purely based on his own experience. As a result, the Terminator stepped on the hard liquid sand ground, leaving deep footprints, the surrounding area was squeezed, and a few pieces of gravel burst out.

"666, God Zhai, the power of your mind control is a bit terrifying, you can see that the ground has been trampled by you!"

"God Zhai, just admit it, you are simply black technology, not some blindfold magic!"

"I don't like to hear that God Zhai is not magic. I don't like to hear such words. Using scientific power to make the impossible possible, isn't it real magic!"

Zhang Zhai glanced at the barrage, and then said: "Mistake, a small mistake, let's continue."

This time, Zhang Zhai didn't take another step casually, but lifted his foot carefully, and didn't put it down for a long time.

The consciousness controlled the Terminator's left foot, and it paused in midair for three seconds before slowly approaching the ground. Finally, when the left foot touched the ground, there was no sound.

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

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

"Boom... bang... bang!"

After a loud noise, the screen in the live broadcast room disappeared.

Zhang Zhai turned his head to look over, and saw that the Terminator robot fell to the ground, its head turned sideways, and there was a big hole where the right foot was, and the right leg was still stuck in it below the ankle.

The situation is already obvious: when Zhang Zhai stepped forward with his right leg subconsciously, the uncontrollable force directly stepped on the hard liquid sand ground out of the hole, and then his right leg sank into the hole, and Zhang Zhai did not take any rescue measures , without even struggling, so the Terminator tripped sadly and decisively, and then hit the ground.

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

"It's so interesting to watch Zhai Shen get embarrassed!"

"Can you stop doing this, is this the effect of the show?"

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Looking at the barrage, Zhang Zhai did not refute, but instead showed a somewhat mysterious smile: "The above are the effects of the program, please pay attention next time, don't blink!"

As Zhang Zhai said, he directly manipulated the Terminator's limbs, moved the legs out of the hole, and then got up from the ground.

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

"Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom..."

In the next second, the Terminator moved quickly, no longer moving slowly step by step as before, but directly walked vigorously and ran.

In an instant, the Terminator ran from Zhang Zhai's position to the door of the laboratory, opened the door of the laboratory, and ran out.

That smooth movement is completely different from the Terminator who fell before.

"Fuck? God Zhai, is this the Terminator awakened? He ran out by himself?"

"God Zhai, your ability to control consciousness has become stronger?"

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

Zhang Zhai looked at the barrage and smiled without any explanation.

The reason why the audience in the live broadcast room was strange was that the deep footprints behind the Terminator could not be captured in the first-person view.

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

Looking at the first-person view of the live broadcast room, Zhang Zhai rushed to the first floor of the southeast cafeteria of Xihe headquarters park at an extremely fast speed without giving up his scruples.

The Terminator stepped on the tiles on the floor of the cafeteria and headed straight for the dining window.

"Five steamed buns, a bowl of beef noodles, add more Shaozi, and make some porridge, pack it up."

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

In the cafeteria, facing the Terminator was a man in his fifties.

He looked at the Terminator in front of him, and listening to the Terminator's words, he was stunned and completely stunned.

"What did you say?" After a long time, the uncle asked subconsciously.

"Five steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, a bowl of beef noodles, and two servings of Shaozi."

"You also need to eat?" The uncle stared straight at the Terminator's face, and suddenly said this.

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"Haha, I laughed so hard! This uncle!"

"You also need to eat? This sentence is actually for Di Shen. People who don't eat all day long don't need to eat at all!"

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Looking at the bewildered cafeteria boss, and making fun of the barrage, Zhang Zhai could only helplessly repeat: "Five steamed buns, one porridge, one bowl of beef noodles and two servings of shaozi. I don't eat, I bring them for others. "

"That's it." As the chef of Xihe's headquarters cafeteria, the uncle is also well-informed. After hearing the explanation, he didn't ask any more questions. He quickly packed the food and hung it on the outstretched hand of the Terminator.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhai didn't control the Terminator to come back with the things, but cut the screen of the live broadcast room back to the laboratory.

"Restore body control." Zhang Zhai said at the same time when the screen switched.

In an instant, I felt numbness in the head, and the control below the neck was restored instantly.

Zhang Zhai felt it, except for the slight pain from the hand that hit the table just now, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Zhang Zhai stood up from his seat, faced the two anti-gravity drones, looked at the audience in the live broadcast room, and said with a confident smile: "How about it, the magic is over, do you feel shocked?"

"Shock, shock from the bottom of my heart!"

"Mom asked kneeling series, not the usual shock!"

"Magic is amazing, but the means of realizing magic amazes me even more!"

"God Zhai, what you are wearing is a mind control (mind control) device!"

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Zhang Zhai looked at the barrage and said with a smile: "It seems that many of you have guessed it. That's right. This is a brain-controlled device or a mind-controlled device. It is a higher-level control method than voice and can be used in data input. , consciousness communication, mechanical control and many other aspects.”

"A friend said before that the mind-controlled device can be of great help to the disabled, and it is true.

With mechanical prosthetics, he can enable disabled people 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, Di Shen, is this the black technology of this live broadcast? Take it!"

"My second uncle broke his leg in a car accident. How much does it cost to install such a prosthesis and brain control device?"

"God Di, although this black technology is not as subversive as anti-gravity, and not as shocking as a quantum computer, it has benefited mankind! God Di, I accept it! I will be your brainless fan from now on!"

Zhang Zhai glanced at the system plane within his line of sight, looked at the rising popularity, and showed a knowing smile.

Then, he looked at the audience in the live broadcast room and shook his head: "No, the brain control device is only a part of the black technology of today's live broadcast, a very small part.

The live broadcast of creating a new world has only just begun..."