I use the learning system to engage in technology

No matter how shocked/frightened others were, Song Yao himself was still very satisfied with his gift.

In particular, Zhao Xiaodong was still standing next to him with a look of amazement on his face:

"Wow! Yao'er!! It's so powerful!"

Spinning in place is nothing, their spider can also spin in place.

But while rotating, all five fingers are waving, which is very powerful.

Anyway, he doesn't have the ability to achieve it now.

Zhao Xiaodong went to see Song Yao with great admiration:

"Yao'er, how did you think of making it move its five fingers?"

Song Yao was proud at first, and then felt guilty.

How did he come up with the idea?

Of course, I came up with this idea when I was imagining "the palms of the hands facing the ground, and the fingers crawling forward in unison".

But it was too difficult to cooperate with the fingers and control the direction. Song Yao tried many methods but couldn't do it.

This evolved into the current "dance mode".

He answered his good friend vaguely: "Think carefully, think carefully, and I'll think of it."

Zhao Xiaodong didn't realize how guilty Song Yao was. He nodded with admiration and decided that starting from today, he would think about it carefully every day.

Father He was still praising all his efforts with a smile on his face:

"Not bad, not bad. I can look at these bones when I'm bored in the future... This hand dances. It's really interesting. It can really pass the time."

Song Yao listened with a proud look on his face, patted his chest and said:

"Grandpa, if you like it, we can make a dancing snake for you next time."

After he finished speaking, he secretly looked at Zhao Xiaodong.

Zhao Xiaodong didn't understand Song Yao's little idea of ​​"being afraid of snakes, so he kept trying to send it away", and he nodded happily:

"Yes! We also have a toy snake. Its internal structure is also very alive, and it must be able to dance."

Father He: "..."

other people:"……"

Dancing with one hand is weird enough.

A snake dances...

Father He swallowed:

"...No, no, it's enough to have this hand."

As he spoke, he glanced at Old Man Zhang and said loudly:

"I'm very happy that you have such a heart. After all, you are still so young, and you will give me gifts yourself."

Old Man Zhang didn't choke on him this time. He glanced at the hand bones that were still buzzing and spinning on the ground, silently picked up the crutches and went out.

He didn't want to have a hand bone and a snake dancing in the ward every day.

It’s better not to irritate Lao He.

Father He won, and his face immediately showed reserved pride.

This feeling of pride disappeared silently when he saw that the bones of his hand had rotated due to inertia, and he had no idea when he had put on his shoes and danced with them.

Song Yao was even more proud.

"Wow! I didn't expect it to carry such a big thing!!"

Hehehe, what he made is indeed the best.

Yuan Jiang watched silently. When everyone finished visiting He's father and went out, he went to ask Song Yao.

"Technique of this hand?"

Song Yao thought about it very seriously:

"Grandpa Wu just told me last time that something like this is already available abroad."

For example, some foreign equipment used in fortifications use more or less similar technologies.

Although the child Song Yao was very proud that he could make it, he was not too distracted. He still knew how much this hand weighed.

When Yuan Jiang asked, the child waved his little hand and said:

"Although it can be manipulated, the grip strength is not strong enough and it cannot be made into a foreign kind of robotic hand."

Yuan Jiang was slightly disappointed, but quickly adjusted.

The child Song Yao is only eight years old. What he can do to this extent is already very remarkable.

As an adult, he can't put too much pressure on him.

Song Yao himself didn't feel any pressure at all.

He was also very happy that Yuan Jiang Hui had an eye for pearls:

"Brother Yuanjiang, let me write a copy of its technology, and you can hand it over to the country!"

Hey hey hey.

He is really awesome.

It can be so useful as a hand toy.

Yuan Jiang nodded: "Okay."

However, he still said: "If it can be applied, the situation is tense now, and there should be no direct commendation from the above, but don't worry, these are all recorded.

At present, there is a high probability that there will only be bonuses, I hope you can understand..."

He didn't say the rest.

Because the child's eyes lit up when he heard the word "bonus".

"Wow!! Bonus! Will there really be a bonus?!"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He actually doesn't understand.

The Song family didn't treat Song Yao badly. The child always wanted to eat and drink. Why did he like money so much.

But he still said with certainty:

"Yes, there is a high probability that a bonus will be given."

Song Yao was originally recorded as a minor hero in the file. Even if the hand bone technology was like what a child said, now that he has relevant technology, the superiors will definitely give him appropriate encouragement and rewards.

After receiving a positive answer, Song Yao became excited.

He was very happy and said to 005: [005, I am making money again. 】

005 is also very happy: [The host is one step closer to the spacecraft! 】

Yes, Song Yao worked so hard to make money because he was still thinking about his spaceship.

Building a rocket costs tens of billions, and a spaceship would be even more expensive.

Although 005 said he could find the country, Song Yao still felt a little guilty.

A child has been taught by his family since he was young not to take advantage that he should not take advantage of. How could he go to the country and ask for money just to be able to fly his own spaceship?

I'm so embarrassed.

So Song Yao has been very careful about money recently.

As soon as he returned to the place where he rented an apartment, he immediately began to count his little treasury.

After counting it carefully twice, the child raised the corners of his mouth happily:

"Hey, I'm so rich."

Zhao Xiaodong is not very obsessed with money. He was happy when he first made money, but as the money became more and more, he became Buddhist.

After all, his current thoughts on saving money are only candied haws and all kinds of delicious food. Since the money is enough to last for a long time, he is too lazy to remember it anymore.

Seeing Song Yao cherishing the small money so much, Zhao Xiaodong came over curiously:

"Yao'er, what are you going to do with the money?"

After saying that, he suddenly became alert:

"You can't buy batteries secretly. If you want to buy batteries, you should also take money from our public accounts."

If they buy any more, their spider will definitely fall out of favor.

Song Yao was delighted and quietly said to Zhao Xiaodong:

"Do you remember the airplane and rocket I told you last time?"

"Remember, it's the very expensive one."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded nonchalantly at first, and then his eyes suddenly widened:

"Are you planning to make airplanes and rockets?"

"You are crazy!!"

He was completely shocked, not that Song Yao wanted to do such a powerful thing, but that...

"Where did you get tens of billions from? We don't even have a few hundred yuan now!"

Song Yao had the same idea as Zhao Xiaodong before, but after being rewarded several times by the state, his mentality changed.

"How do you know it's impossible if you don't save money? Have you heard of the saying? There is a golden house in the book, and a big fat fish in the book!

As long as we study hard, we will definitely make money! "

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

If he had heard this before, he would have just recited the meaning and passed by.

But Song Yao did earn a lot of bonuses by studying hard and working hard.

Looking at it this way, it seems that this logic is correct?

And Song Yao does look very confident...

He scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Okay... Then I will work hard."

"Then we just keep the money?"

Zhao Xiaodong was a little reluctant: "I originally said we would go eat wontons later."

When he heard about wontons, Song Yao's eyes lit up as he looked ambitious just now.

He smacked his lips a little greedily: "Then...if it's just one meal, it shouldn't cost much, right?"

Half an hour later, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong sat at the Chaos stall table with expectant faces, watching the shop owner put two small bowls of wontons in front of them with a smile.

The shop owner didn't have a right hand, so he brought the food one bowl at a time.

But the lack of his right hand does not hinder his skill in making wontons.

The white wontons lay quietly at the bottom of the bowl. The rich soup was sprinkled with green onion and some small shrimps. Before eating, it seemed that the tangy aroma was already smelling.

The two children happily raised their heads and said to the boss, "Thank you."

The boss smiled and said: "You're welcome, be careful because it will burn you."

Song Yao's tongue was always very tender, so he carefully scooped up a spoonful of it and whirred hard, trying to quickly cool down the delicious little wontons.

Father Song was thick-skinned and had no such scruples. He took two in one bite, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"I didn't expect that Yao'er is only seven years old and I can already raise him."

Song Yao, who had just finished breathing and was about to throw the wontons into his mouth, immediately became alert:

"Dad! I only treat you to this meal!"

Father Song waved his hand indifferently: "I don't believe you won't let me eat delicious food in the future."

Song Yao explained to him seriously: "This is the last time we eat delicious food. We will have to save money in the future. We can no longer eat whatever we want."

He also took out his small notebook: "Look, we have accounts."

Yuan Jiang, who was eating wontons in silence, subconsciously raised his eyes and saw the word "goal" clearly written on the notebook, followed by a string of numbers. Obviously, this was Song Yao's and the others' ultimate goal of saving money.

He took another look and almost choked on the wonton.

Are the dozen zeros after that number serious? ?

No matter how shocked Yuan Jiang was, Song Yao was extremely serious anyway.

He counted on his fingers: "I am eight years old this year. I want to save until I am twenty, um... that means saving 2.5 billion a year..."

Song Yao counted, and he was shocked by this number.

[005, 2.5 billion a year is so difficult. 】

005 is very confident: [Don’t worry, host, as long as you have talent, money is not an issue. 】

[There are many powerful things in our learning system that can make you money. 】

Since the last discussion with Song Yao about the issue of "where can we get the money to buy materials without StarNet investment?", 005 felt that he was still not qualified as a student of AI.

It plucked up the courage and took the initiative to inquire for the first time.

Then 005 became super confident.

It lists Song Yao:

[In the history of Central Continent, almost every hundred years there will be people who get rich because of the development of useful technologies, especially from the year 2000 to 3000 after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Host, you should remember that period of history if you have studied it. 】

Of course Song Yao remembered it. Not only did he remember it, he was also very interested in it: [Does magic keep track of time? 】

005 praised him: [Yes! The host is awesome! 】

Song Yao also felt that he was great.

The history class is on the first level. It seems easy, right?

But what he was learning was a history lesson about the four thousand years since the founding of Zhongzhou.

With four thousand years of history, even if it is an open-book exam, it is not easy to get a perfect score.

However, although Song Yao received perfect marks, the reason why he remembered the history from 2000 to 3000 so clearly was because that thousand years were known as the "Magic Chronicle" in history.

Children naturally like this kind of thing.

When Song Yao took the history course of this thousand years, it was like listening to a story. He listened with great interest and naturally remembered it very clearly.

The reason why that thousand years was called the "Magic Chronicle" was not because the Kingdom of Middle Continent suddenly switched from technology to magic, but because the entire Middle Continent was deeply interested in magic during that thousand years.

It started with entertainment output.

Magic elements are added to various games, and magic is also incorporated into the holographic game field.

It was not until later that the people of Zhongzhou were no longer satisfied with the false sense of magic.

They decided to get something real.

Naturally, there is no magic in Middle-earth.

But this does not prevent everyone from using technology to develop various items that can make people look magical.

At the beginning, there were various flying series, broom and cloak carpets, and some people even made a flying gossip furnace and sat on it to fly and show off.

Then evolved into various magical furniture.

In short, everyone worked hard over the past thousand years, and countless inventions were born, and their creators naturally made a fortune.

This mania for magic lasted for a thousand years.

The reason for the end of "Magic Years" is simple:

3000 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, a real magical planet was added to the Star Alliance.

As soon as the news came out, the people of Middle-earth lined up to take the travel spacecraft to watch, and found that the witches and wizards were not as tall as they thought.

The magic of the original residents of the magic planet is also based on the buoyancy of their own planet and the ability to use various ores. They are still ordinary people outside the planet.

Wizards and witches also need to practice waving their wands frequently, swinging them forward for a long time, and repeating the movements. Many people suffer from rheumatoid arthritis as a result.

What makes magic fans collapse the most is:

The most popular magic item on the Magic Planet is actually the magic toilet.

Because using magic will change part of the physique, although it does not affect general health, when it is reflected on the body, it becomes... Whether they are wizards or witches, they are all constipated.

The image of wizards who were aloof, mysterious, and full of personality suddenly turned into the image of people suffering from constipation and eager to buy toilets.

Isn't this outrageous?

The citizens of Central Continent, who love to join in the fun, are in awe at the magic filter. Many people have turned fans into fans and formed a group offline to cry.

The thousand-year "magical calendar" quickly subsided due to the emergence of real magic.

Influenced by this wave of "Ye Gong loves dragons", the "Annals of Immortal Cultivation" that appeared later only became popular for a few decades and ended.

Although the "Magic Anniversary" eventually turned into a large-scale fan-favorite scene, in this millennium, many people became rich because of the invention of "magic" supplies.

005 was full of confidence in Song Yao because he read this record.

It vowed: [According to speculation, human beings' interest in magic faded after the arrival of real magic. As long as you, the host, make magic-like products, you will definitely make a lot of money. 】

Anyway, the Magic Planet only reported to the Star Alliance in 3000 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China. You can definitely make money by making magic-like products.

So at this moment, 005 confidently started planning for Song Yao:

[Host, you only need to arouse the current Zhongzhou people's love for magic, and then develop magic-like supplies to ensure that your annual income of 2.5 billion is not a dream. 】

[Most magic products are divided into hobby groups. As long as you save up your learning points, you will definitely be able to afford them. When the time comes, you can make them and sell them! 】

Song Yao continued with bright eyes: [Get rich! ! ! 】

yes! !

Why has he never thought of making magic-like products before? !

Magic-like products are very profitable.

As long as it is made, let alone the raw materials for making the aircraft.

Maybe he can even think about the raw materials for making rockets.

The child was happy but felt that he was too careless.

How could you let go of something so fun?

After happily opening the hobby group and searching for a lot of magic products, Song Yao said: "..."

After seeing the production preview of the magic supplies marked with the label [Super simple, you can make your own with your own hands], the child instantly withered.

This is not a question of whether he will let it go or not.

It's a problem that he simply can't solve.

He looked over and over, but couldn't find anything he could do right now.

It’s too difficult, [As long as you have hands] is a lie.

Song Yao fell down visibly.

Zhao Xiaodong was happily drinking chaos soup. When he saw his unhappy face, he was startled:

"Yao'er, what's wrong with you?"

Didn’t you eat well just now?

Song Yao glanced at him wiltedly: "I find that I still don't understand a lot of things."

Zhao Xiaodong put down the bowl: "You memorize it, didn't you say so? If you don't understand, just memorize it, and you will understand it sooner or later."

Song Yao shook his head and pursed his lips: "It's not the same thing as the book given by Uncle He. It's something much more difficult. Even if I try hard, it will take me a long time to understand it."

He thought for a while and gave Zhao Xiaodong an analogy:

"If our current level is 1, then what I want to learn is 30 billion."

Zhao Xiaodong's mouth turned into a "0" shape in surprise: "Wow, 30 billion, that's even harder than saving 30 billion for us."

Song Yao nodded depressedly with a "isn't it?" expression on his face.

Then Zhao Xiaodong was shocked: "Then you can't do three first? There is only two words difference between three and thirty billion."

The two adults who overheard their conversation said: ...can it still be calculated like this?

Song Yao didn't think there was anything wrong with this calculation at all.

He raised his head in surprise: "Yes!"

Although he can't make magic-like products now, he can still do something about it! !

Everyone will definitely like it too.

It's like loving those dancing hands!

The child opened the hobby group with great vigor:

【005, I want to buy the simplest and simplest one! What do you think? 】

He has learned enough now, so he speaks very arrogantly.

005 is very happy: [Good host, I believe you will be able to earn 2.5 billion per year as soon as possible! 】

It even said thoughtfully: [We can also plan how to arrange your daily life after becoming a billionaire. 】

Song Yao was very excited: "Wow, then I will definitely be able to drink mutton soup every day." 】

Looking down at the almost eaten small wontons in the bowl, the child added: "There are also small wontons." 】

005 naturally supports him.

【Certainly possible! 】

It said: [I will add these to the plan. After you become a billionaire, you will eat wontons on the 1st, 3rd and 5th and haggis soup on the 24th and 6th. 】

Song Yao happily added: [Sunday candied haws! 】

One person reached a consensus and happily rummaged through the hobby groups.

Seeing that the child could not find the magic-like product he wanted after flipping through several pages, 005 mustered up the courage to quickly flip through the pages carefully.

Then he said to Song Yao: [Host, I have screened out the magic-like products you may need and put them in the shopping cart. The screening weight is production difficulty | production raw materials | production cycle. 】

The AI ​​always felt a little guilty when it crossed its host for the first time.

After all, it is an auxiliary learning AI, not a technological assistant AI.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't help the host with screening, but the host really wants auxiliary glasses...

005 struggled for a while, and then he made a guilty decision to support AI with the data of learning AI.

Song Yao didn't notice anything wrong with this at all. He was so happy and surprised that he praised 005 again and again:

【Wow! Thank you 005, I was just wondering when I would find so many pages! You are wonderful! ! ! 】

Song Yao praised him several times without hesitation, and 005's data became active again.

It said happily: [As long as the host likes it. 】

【like! ! I like it very much! ! 】

Song Yao was so happy that he thought he was going to spend a long time in the hobby group again today.

005 is so good.

It must be because they are good friends, hehehe.

The child happily opened the shopping cart.

Only AI can filter hundreds of thousands of types of magic products down to just a few dozen in an instant.

Song Yao looked at each one carefully and finally selected a quasi-magical product that looked somewhat similar to his dancing hand.

[That’s it, the puppet arm. 】

005 immediately called up the purchase page of the puppet arm: [Host, the order has been placed. 】

Song Yao called out the course and watched it for a few minutes.

After a few minutes, he exited the learning system, his eyes a little straight.

Zhao Xiaodong was reluctantly finishing the last sip of soup. He turned his face and was shocked to see his good friend like this: "What's wrong with you?"

Then Song Yao grabbed his arm.

The child's eyes were full of desire for knowledge: "Zhao Xiaodong!! Are you full?"

Zhao Xiaodong had a bad premonition and silently stepped back:

"Am I full...or...not full?"

Song Yao's eyes sparkled: "You're full!!"

Zhao Xiaodong's heart rang with alarm bells. He was about to say, "Actually, I'm not very full either" when the other party pulled him to his feet.

"Let's go! Let's go back to study!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "???"

It's over.

He was too familiar with Song Yao's state.

This guy must have had some inspiration again.

Zhao Xiaodong tried to struggle:

"Isn't it good to study early in the morning? We are on summer vacation.

And I'm not full yet. I think I can have another bowl. Hey, don't pull me away. "

Song Yaoxiong pulled Zhao Xiaodong forward in a high-spirited manner:

"You believe me! As long as we work hard!! We will definitely become billionaires in the future! Then you can eat wontons every day!"

Zhao Xiaodong grimaced: "I don't want to eat small wontons every day, I prefer eating small elbows."

Song Yao waved his little hand: "Don't talk about small elbows!! Big elbows are fine!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

What to do if you feel a little moved.

He was dubious: "You didn't lie to me, did you? Can you really eat a big elbow every day?"

Song Yao was full of confidence: "Hmph, do you know the puppet arm?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "...I don't know."

Song Yao happily introduced the puppet arm to him:

"The puppet arm can be installed on any part of the person. It is highly responsive and can receive various external blows. It can also control activities through muscle signals and help people lift various heavy objects. The most important thing is!"

“It’s so handsome!!!”

With a steel body and a black body, it can also freely eject the knife stuck between the fingers.

The smooth lines and gorgeous movements made Song Yao wish he could make it and put it on himself right now.

He now particularly understands how everyone in Magic Annals welcomes this kind of magical equipment.

He really wants one too!

Especially when I saw the course demonstration video, the super handsome arm was slightly bent, and the sharp knife popped out instantly.

——Swish, brush, brush!

Cut the watermelon in just one go.

Neatly arranged slices of watermelon on the plate, and even carved a small boat for one of them.

Then the slogan rang out: "Puppet arm, a magic product, although it is not as easy to use as a robot, not as obedient as a robot, and not as versatile as a robot."

"But! It's! Handsome!"

After watching the entire demonstration video, Song Yao was deeply moved.

This is the first time the child has seen such a handsome thing. It is even more handsome than the spider he made.

He was excited for a long time and found that Zhao Xiaodong had no reaction, and suddenly realized:

"You will know after I draw it for you!"

Then he took out his special notebook for drawing design drawings and started drawing on it.

Because he saw the real thing, the child was full of inspiration, and he painted very quickly this time.

After entering the house, he had already finished painting.

Song Yao handed the notebook to Zhao Xiaodong with a confident look on his face.

Zhao Xiaodong took a look: ...Why does a chicken claw look so handsome?

He scratched his head and looked at Yuan Jiang who was following him.

Yuan Jiang immediately looked away, looking intently at the scenery outside the window.

He pursed his lips and said, "Okay, then I will study with you for a while."

Song Yao immediately took out the book with an expectant look on his face:

"bring it on!"

"Let's learn quickly. Once we learn it, we'll buy the materials and make the puppet arm. It will definitely be more popular than the dancing hand!"

Hehehe, Song Yaochao thought happily: I am going to become a billionaire.

After some study, the two children went to buy materials under the protection of Yuan Jiang.

Along the way, Song Yao worked hard to brainwash Zhao Xiaodong:

"Don't just do it because you think it's difficult. We are geniuses and nothing can defeat us!"

Zhao Xiaodong looked like he had been tortured: "Yao'er, that chicken claw...no, the puppet arm, it's really difficult."

"I've been thinking about it all morning and my head is going to explode. I'm almost crying. Why are you still so energetic?"

That's of course because the thought of them becoming billionaires makes them super happy.

Song Yao was delighted: "Because as long as we make it, we will make a fortune!"

The child was very motivated: "Before we make it, no matter how difficult it is, we will overcome it!"

"We have wontons on Monday, March and Friday, haggis soup on Tuesday and Saturday, and we have candied haws on Sunday!"

Zhao Xiaodong was reluctantly encouraged by what he said: "Okay, let's go back and read after buying the materials.

They made a list of materials before going out.

After buying the items one by one strictly according to the material list, Song Yao suddenly felt something was wrong.

He took out the small bag where the money was kept and opened it to look at it: "How come it's all spent?"

Zhao Xiaodong didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at the moment. He yawned and answered casually:

"Those materials are so expensive, it's normal for them to run out."

Song Yao felt that it was not normal at all.

Isn’t it about making money?

How come they spent all their own money before they even earned it?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became:

"Then, what about our 135 small wontons and 246 haggis soup..."

Tears began to accumulate in the child's eyes: "I can't even eat..."

Zhao Xiaodong was stunned by his crying:

"Eh? Don't cry. The haggis soup is at the station. We couldn't buy it. We don't need to eat it so well. We can just eat candied haws."

Song Yao cried: "But we can't even afford candied haws now..."

Zhao Xiaodong was stunned and shocked:

“Can’t we even afford candied haws on a stick?!”

Song Yao nodded with red eyes and opened the empty bag to show him.

The child can't help but feel aggrieved at the thought of spending all his money before making any money.

[Woooooooooo 005, that’s not what the plan says...]

005 guilty conscience.

It only calculated how much money it could earn, not how much it would cost to make a puppet arm:

[Host, you just have no money now. You will definitely become a billionaire in the future. 】

Yes.

They will definitely become super rich in the future.

Song Yao sniffed and said to Zhao Xiaodong, who was also beginning to accumulate tears:

"It doesn't matter, we will be billionaires in the future, and the short-term sacrifice is worth it."

He went to see Yuan Jiang again, trying to get the adults' approval: "Brother Yuan Jiang, we will definitely become billionaires in the future, right?"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He looked at the child's red nose and said, "...Yes."

Song Yao then became more confident.

"I'm a billionaire! I won't cry over a bunch of candied haws!"

He went to encourage Zhao Xiaodong: "You too! Don't cry! We billionaires are very high-end!"

Zhao Xiaodong looked at the empty bag in his hand as he was about to cry:

"But, even if we become billionaires in the future, we still can't afford to eat candied haws on a stick..."

Song Yao was stunned for a second.

Then the tears that he had just stopped started to accumulate again, and he tried hard to convince himself:

"Wu...Science, scientific progress requires sacrifice, we just sacrificed the candied haws... Wuwuwuwuwu!!"

As he talked, the child's mentality collapsed:

"I don't want to sacrifice the candied haws on a stick, why should scientific progress sacrifice the candied haws on a stick?"

Before Yuan Jiang could stop him, he saw the child closing his eyes, raising his head, and burst into tears.

Without even giving him time to react, Zhao Xiaodong burst into tears.

Yuan Jiang, who still can’t understand how “sacrifice for scientific progress” and “candied haws of sugar” are linked: “…”

He was caught in the middle, with cries ringing in his ears and unable to move.

Because the two future billionaires were holding his arms aggrievedly.

She cried very loudly for the sacrifice of Tanghulu.