Galactic Garbage Station

At the time of Su Qianrui's anxiety, suddenly “saw”, Yang Qianrui's spiritual fiction slowly appeared, and slowly began to form a human figure. With the emergence of this spiritual fiction, Yang Qianrui's spirit became weaker and his face became more painful. He was already dying, as if his spiritual power had been drawn into the past by this fiction. Of course, this phantom Wang Xiao etc. is invisible.

“It turns out this ability is absorbing mental power.” Su Zheng probably understood that this ability requires mental support. When it can be sustained, it is capacity, and when it cannot be sustained, it is a deadly burden.

However, although I know why, Su Qiang doesn't know what to do either. He can disperse the phantom again, but I'm afraid that won't stop the phantom from reappearing. That will only consume Yang Qianrui's spiritual power more. He tried to soothe himself with mental hypnosis, which unfortunately had no effect.

Su Qian can also think of a possible quick fix, which is the Angel Badge, which may recover if it quickly replenishes his spiritual strength. But as soon as no one here appreciated Yang Qianrui's worship, no one provided him with spiritual strength. Su Qianrui used the Angel Badge. It absorbed other people's worship of himself. It was to give Yang Qianrui his spiritual strength and could not be transferred to Yang Qianrui. In case Yang Qianrui got the Angel Badge, he suddenly became very powerful, and took the Angel Badge? Aren't you the stupidest fool of all time? Placing the treasure in the hands of the enemy was not a wise choice, and he was reluctant to take the risk.

At this time, the medical personnel arrived and, while giving Yang Qianrui an ambulance, moved him to an ambulance. However, just now, Yang Qianrui lost his breath. The result of the doctor's diagnosis was excessive exhaustion and sudden death, which was placed on Yang Qianrui, which is not surprising because he stays in a rental house all day, internet access, stays up late, eats unhealthy and is in poor physical condition. Only Su Xin knows that excessive tiredness may be partly related, but this is not the main reason.

“Ah-jin, if this happens in the future, please call us. This time the diagnosis is very clear. If the result is unknown, you will be suspected.” Wang Xiao said.

“Oh, I'll pay attention next time.” Su Zheng nodded and thought that if I called you, you wouldn't be able to make it. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle this Yang Qianrui. However, he just kept these words in mind and didn't say them, something that Wang Xiao knew didn't do much good.

Wang Xiao stayed to clean up the mess, and Su Xiao left on a golden sculpture. On the way, he received a call from Kang Ji, saying that the test had turned out, and Su Zheng rode directly to Tianchi Materials Research Institute.

“Boss, this arm is terrible.” Just arrived, Jiang Ji was excited to greet him. Ding Bin and Tao Zhong were also excited.

“You're all excited about the phone. What's going on?” Su Qiang questioned.

“This arm, not a robot arm, is much more than that.” Jiang Ji coughed excitedly a few times and said, "This should be a high-tech prosthetic limb. ”

“Even a prosthetic limb isn't so surprising, is it?” Su Xiao was stunned.

“This is not a general prosthetic limb, but a nerve prosthetic limb.” Jiang Ji is excited.

“You mean…” Su Xiaopupils slightly shrunk, the concept of neurophysical limbs is actually not new, the U.S. Department of Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency has been studying this area for almost 20 years.

If literally understood, the neural prosthetic limb is essentially a prosthetic limb, except that the way in which the prosthetic limb is controlled is transformed from a traditional joystick, hydraulic or barometric device into a human nervous system.

If explained in terms of the final effect, the neural prosthetic limb not only accomplishes various movements that are difficult to accomplish in a traditional prosthetic limb, but also feeds back to the brain the sensations touched by the prosthetic fingers. That is, although it is a prosthetic limb, when a disabled person grabs an object with it, even if they close their eyes, they can feel whether it is soft or hard, round or square, cold or hot.

However, due to various technological constraints, neural prosthetics are still in the R&D phase globally. A few months ago, Professor Micra of the Swiss Federal Polytechnic University of Lausanne and the Italian Sant 'Anna School of Advanced Studies, a joint research and development team successfully completed the first human clinical trial of neurological prosthetics. Of course, it works very well.

“How does this neural prosthetic limb work?” Su Qing impatiently asked.

“We did not test humans, but through other methods, it worked well and was able to accurately and sensitively convert nerve pulse signals and micro-electric signals to each other. And every part of this arm is controlled by different artificial tendons. It can be predicted that if installed successfully, it may truly be as easy to manipulate as a real arm.” Jiang Ji was thrilled.

Su Zheng stayed on the spot. At first, he thought it might be Dewey's arm built in time and space under the Devil's Law. Even if Dewey didn't have the skill, he could use the help of an alchemist. But if this arm is such a high-tech neural prosthetic limb, it's absolutely impossible. This is the kind of high-tech technology that the modern world doesn't have, and Dewey plus the magic rule, all the magical civilizations, shouldn't be able to do it.

“So this arm may not have come from the Law of the Devil's Law of Spacetime? Some of this garbage comes from other worlds? God, I seem to have made a huge mistake.” Su Qianrui was quick to recall all the garbage he had dumped in his mind, and the strange things that had happened in recent days, including Yang Qianrui, were connected and organized.

“Boss?” Jiang Ji, Ding Bin, and Tao Zhong looked at Su Zheng, who didn't look very good. They were all confused. Shouldn't they be happy to find such high-tech arms?

“You keep researching, I'll go first.” Su Zheng suddenly seemed to have figured it out, but he wasn't entirely sure. He ran out, jumped on the back of the gold sculpture, and quickly flew home. Jiang Ji and others were staring at each other. What's the rush? It's also the first time I've seen Su Xiao so panicked.

When Su Zheng returned home, he searched in that pile of wrecked weapons and equipment. This time he flipped extremely carefully and very slowly, as if he were afraid of being scratched. After a while, he flipped out an arrow that was somewhat strangely shaped to break a piece of arrow. He remeasured it and looked soberly: “If I am correct, this time the pile of modern garbage, nerve prosthetics, and this arrow are all from another world besides the magic laws. If this arrow is really the kind of arrow I thought it was, I'm afraid I made a huge mistake this time. ”