Gate of Technology

Seeing Cheng Yuan's gaze, Professor Yan Zhongchen sighed, "This is my granddaughter, Xue Ling. Her motor neurons have shrunk, and her entire body cannot move."

"Same as Hawking, the world's most outstanding physicist?" Cheng Yuan took a close look at Yan Xueling, and found that she was paralyzed in a chair, unlike ordinary disabled people who could still sit on it.

Seeing Cheng Yuan was looking at herself, the girl's black and white eyes were gently turning, looking at Cheng Yuan seems to be hitting the range.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuan smiled slightly and said to Professor Yan Zhongchen: "Professor, let's go in together, her illness should be able to recover, but according to our recovery data, this time may be longer."

For this girl, Cheng Yuan estimated that she would take at least a year and a half to recover. Due to the atrophy of the motor nerves, her entire body muscle tissue atrophy and vascular sclerosis for more than ten years, she was paralyzed in a wheelchair for more than ten years, and her spine also had various problems.

Perhaps it was discovered early and has been carefully maintained, and the organs of girls have at least no symptoms of canceration.

After hearing Cheng Yuan saying that he could cure, the eyes of Professor Yan Zhongchen and Mu Xiaoling turned red instantly.

"Okay! Let's hurry in, don't delay time!" Professor Yan Zhongchen's voice was a little hoarse and trembling, watching the granddaughter paralyzed in a wheelchair, excited.

Mu Xiaoling turned her body while covering her mouth, sobbing in a low voice.

The most painful thing a daughter suffers from such a disease is her. At this moment, when she heard Cheng Yuan said that she could cure, she cried with joy.

Looking at the two excited people, Cheng Yuan secretly sighed, and when the emotions of the two had calmed down, the group went towards the nursing home.

Because of time, the structure of a nursing home is simple.

It is a large bungalow, a straight passage, and symmetrical rooms distributed left and right. Of course, the difference from ordinary bungalows is decoration. The wealthy Guo Xiaolian made a big splash, and this simple bungalow seemed extremely luxurious.

If the doorway looks slightly ordinary. Then at the end of the passage, the spacious leisure garden is the core of this sanatorium.

The gravel path is winding and winding, and the rockery flows. The pool surrounded by white marble, in the center of the pool is a careful fountain, the spring is flowing in a rush, and the surrounding is a large and small lawn with reasonable distribution, on which are chairs of different lengths.

at this time. Many volunteers are resting in the garden. For those who are not severely disabled, it is the happiest time of the day to get out of the medical warehouse and bask in the garden in the garden.

Cheng Yuan took Professor Yan Zhongchen's family to a ward prepared in advance and called the nurse and Dabai. "This is a new patient in our nursing home, and she will leave it to you."

Cheng Yuan seriously instructed the nurse: "Remember, her condition is special, and the time in the medical warehouse is counted as 8 hours each day."

The nurse nodded. Ying said, "Okay, Mr. Cheng."

Then, she took the wheelchair from Mu Xiaoling very professionally, and said to everyone: "Men, please stay away, and help me out."

Dabai said, "No problem."

Then the nurse and Dabai pushed Yan Xueling in, and Professor Yan Zhongchen and others were stopped outside.

"Cheng Yuan, I can't go in and see?" Yan Zhongchen looked into the ward a few times, but unfortunately he just glanced at the door and window covered by curtains.

Cheng Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid this is not possible. The medical warehouse we designed requires the patient to be immersed in the body, so it cannot be dressed in the immersion."

"That's it." Yan Zhongchen was slightly disappointed.

Cheng Yuan smiled, "Professor need not worry, the recovery fluid can restore the human nerve. We have successfully regenerated a volunteer's ear and restored his damaged nerve."

Mu Xiaoling, who was standing next to Professor Yan Zhongchen, then asked, "What do we do now?"

Cheng Yuan glanced at the middle-aged woman and said only one word, "Wait!"

...

[Z-1] base in the suburbs of Anhe City.

In the central hall, five giant robots stand side by side on a steel structure. A thick wire extends from the robot to the computer table below.

In front of the computer desk, a group of researchers in white coats gathered around the computer and seriously looked at the contents displayed on the computer.

"Lao Song, can you do it? No, we'll call Cheng Yuan. Look at you. We rebuilt five units, but there were no problems elsewhere. You got stuck here. If you don't worry, we all Anxious! The indicators have been set above, we will make ten Z1s, and then start to develop the naval warfare! The boy Feng Guang has been called away because of the magnetic restraint technology that Cheng Yuan has brought out, he has participated in the new power core. Fighter, I heard that it is already effective. "

Ma Zhicheng looked at Song Bowen, who was sitting in front of the computer desk, with a frown on his face, and could not help muttering.

After Z1 showed it slightly in front of the No. 1 chief, in the afternoon of the same day, No. 1 approved the funds, and then the entire base was running at a high speed. However, some experts were called away while it was running.

The reason is that Z1 contains a lot of new technologies. I think these technologies are not only used on Z1!

Such as Cheng Yuan's magnetic bearing servo system and new magnetic restraint control technology are all high-tech that can be used in a lot of other fields!

The magnetic bearing servo system allows the national industrial bearings to make a leap forward, and the progress of the industrial foundation also represents that the manufacturing cost of many things will drop to a whole new level.

The new magnetic restraint control technology has even made the above people more enthusiastic. After hearing that the Ministry of Aerospace Industry of China has known this technology, it has been clamoring for the data principle of this technology. There is no way to send Feng Guang over.

Half a month later, they received news that the country's new power fighter had already taken shape.

Although some experts left, there were more basic engineers in the base. With the support of these new forces, five Z1s were built in half a month!

It's just that things were made, but something went wrong with the transfer and replication of this intelligent core.

Cheng Yuan had already transferred control of the original Z1 to Song Bowen at the beginning, but Song Bowen tinkered with it for half a month, but didn't figure it out at all, causing the project to come to a halt now.

Ma Zhicheng of the nuclear power department was naturally anxious at this time.

Their department still has five miniature nuclear fission reactors in it, which has been kept for him, just like a thorn, and daily inspection and maintenance will waste most of his time. So he is not in a hurry.

"Old horse, don't worry, am I not studying this? It will interrupt itself every time it is copied to 99%, there must be a reason here!" Song Bowen frowned even deeper.

As soon as Ma Zhicheng heard it, he was speechless and angrily said, "The reason for the fart, you can't say it directly. I want to contact Cheng Yuan and continue to let these five robots occupy the steel frame. Will we do the next task? The components of five Z1s have already been built. Just wait for assembly. I can't let you delay! "

After that, he ignored Song Bowen, who was still on the computer, and turned around to contact Cheng Yuan.

In this regard, Song Bowen has nothing to say, but the sadness on his face is even worse.

"What is the reason for this?" Song Bowen clicked on the copy of the intelligent core again, and the result was interrupted again when the progress bar reached 99%.

"It's weird!" Song Bowen was reluctant to experiment again ...

Just when Song Bowen was scratching his head and thinking about the fault, Ma Zhicheng had come outside the base.

At this time, the [Z-1] base was not as shabby as before. A large number of troops were stationed around it. On the huge square outside the base, a group of soldiers with live ammunition kept patrolling around, and every ten meters outside A soldier stood there.

Ma Zhicheng came to the contact booth outside the base and said to the staff members inside: "Contact Cheng Yuan, we need to solve some problems here."

When Cheng Yuan, who had just left the nursing home and sent away Professor Yan Zhongchen's family, was about to return to his private laboratory, the phone rang.

"Sir, the call from the base [Z-1]." With Bluetooth headset, Zero quickly reported the basic information of the caller.

Cheng Yuan was slightly surprised, "[Z-1] Base? Is there something wrong with them?"

After answering the phone, before waiting for him to speak, Ma Zhicheng's voice came over. "Mr. Cheng, are you free now, if you have any trouble, please come to the base, we have some small problems here in the intelligent core. . "

Ma Zhicheng's voice was fast and anxious. Cheng Yuan knew immediately that the 'small problem' in his words was definitely not small. Otherwise, could he be so anxious?

The idea was fleeting in his mind, and Cheng Yuan said, "I'm really fine here, shall I come here?"

Cheng Yuan looked at the time, at this time it was almost noon.

"It's bothering you, as soon as possible."

Seeing Ma Zhicheng's urgency, Cheng Yuan hung up the phone and instructed Zhang Li, who drove the car: "Zhang Li, we'll go to eat now, and then we will go directly to the [Z-1] base."

The tension of driving [Z-1] base ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the heart beats unconsciously for half a beat.

Z1!

As long as anyone who has followed the latest news does not know, that is the first large robot of Huaxia?

At this moment, when he heard that Cheng Yuan was going to that robot production base, tension was naturally excited. After all, isn't the man's favorite is these cold metal chunks?

Although he was excited, there was still a problem to be solved, "Boss, I don't know the way!"

When Cheng went to the base [Z-1], he was sent to find volunteers.

Cheng Yuan froze and looked at Chen Yu next to him.

Seeing Cheng Yuan look at himself, Chen Yu quickly nodded: "I know."

"Then, you can drive after dinner." Cheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, driving for a few hours, he didn't want to direct where to go, it was too slow. (To be continued.)