Monster Factory: One thousand and forty-seven: Don’t think I don’t know you are doing magic

One rope, two induction patches.

Wang Yanyu put the rope on the table and dropped his arms again.

"His...

What is he doing?

A rope is of course easily reminiscent of tying a shoelace, but this is impossible.

In the afternoon, Ossur Company from Iceland has already demonstrated this feature. Then merely has a robotic arm participating and another intact hand is required to control it. The whole process takes a minute and is full of stumbling.

This person on stage wants to perform two robotic hands?

But the truth is so cruel. The two pairs of robots on the table grabbed the ropes on the table without any warning.

This kind of obtrusive vision makes the doctors who are expressionless can no longer collapse the posture that they had nothing to do with themselves.

The two manipulators moved quickly without any feeling of lag. It only took less than five seconds to tie the rope into a beautiful bow.

When the bow was pinched in the air by the manipulator, the nine hundred doctors sitting below also stood up one by one.

They were completely shocked by the display of the robot, whispering one by one, with horrified eyes.

"This...this is impossible." Wainwright tremblingly took out a pair of glasses from his arms. He was only slightly short-sighted, and he was closer to the stage than anyone else, but he felt like he It must have been dazzled just now.

Sitting next to him is another Nobel Prize winner in Medicine from USA, Rossbash, who has covered his mouth with his hand.

"Nothing is impossible." Wang Yanyu shook his shoulders, his proud eyes slanted toward the crowd as if flying, "Mr. Wainwright, as you can see, these two manipulators are from beginning to end. They are all fixed on the table."

"I told you to forget Iceland’s Ossur Company, and you don’t have to look at the next USA Company, then I naturally have the confidence to say this."

"Mr Wainwright, what else do you want to try?"

Winwright pressed his trembling lips, clenched his fists and said: "I want to ask, what is the technical principle of the patch you put on your arm?"

"I'm pretty sure this can't be done by reading neurobioelectricity. I have studied for decades and have never seen a case of the same bioelectric wave. It is even more impossible to interpret these bioelectric waves."

"It is indeed controlled by interpreting biological waves." Wang Yanyu took the patch from his arm, "Mr. Wainwright, if you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

Winwright walked onto the stage without saying a word.

It's not just him, another Nobel Prize winner Rosbash is also on his heels.

On stage, each of them took one and put it on his arm.

"How to control?" Wainwright was not satisfied with sticking the sensor patch, he was talking and walking towards the pair of robots fixed on the table.

Wainwright shook the robotic arm with his other hand, and paused for a few seconds, revealing intriguing eyes.

Wang Yanyu handed over two instruction manuals in English, which listed the basic operation methods of Primordial Spirit hands. Under normal circumstances, based on the IQ of this group of people, it takes less than five minutes to understand the control principle of the Primordial Spirit hand.

But Wainwright’s thoughts were not on the instruction manual. He only glanced at it a few times before squinting.

It is obvious that he is using consciousness to operate the "manipulator" in his mouth.

For manipulators or myoelectric hands, Wainwright can guarantee that he knows more than everyone here, because his research direction is related to the interpretation of the cerebral cortex.

Either Iceland Ossur, who has already appeared on the stage, or German Ottobock Company, who did not participate for some reason, have hired him at a high price to provide technical guidance in the past.

Under Wainwright's operation, the manipulator fixed on the table began to repeat the movement of opening and holding.

There is no pattern and no sense of rhythm.

The corners of Wainwright's tight mouth suddenly smiled.

"Hehe ~"

"This trick is performed very well."

"What?" Wang Yanyu watched him inexplicably. Wainwright didn't have a microphone when he said this, so the natural voice would not be too loud, and he could only be heard on stage.

Winwright took off the sticker and threw it aside, asked the staff for a microphone and then returned to the stage. He sneered: "I said the ~ trick is very good."

The audience naturally exclaimed.

"Mr. Wang Yanyu, maybe I can use magic to describe it, right?" Wainwright looked directly at Wang Yanyu, "Let me guess what's under the table?"

"It should have a mirror that just reflects the floor to us, making us feel that there is nothing under the table."

"Do you... actually think this is magic?" Wang Yan looked at him with the pity that only people with dementia have.

This is completely outside the table.

According to previous people's inferences, Wainwright Professor is the person with the deepest knowledge of the cerebral cortex and neurobiological waves in the audience. He will definitely jump out to maintain medical authority in the first time. The next step is the fact face-smacking.

Wang Yanyu will operate the Primordial Spirit hand and show all the movements he can imagine, which will completely subvert his authority.

Regardless of Wainwright’s reaction, sensational news effects have already appeared.

But what's the situation now? A Professor who stands at the forefront of the cerebral cortex and bio-wave field actually said that merely is a magic trick.

Magic...

Even Su Yuhang, another junior high school student tester at Mead Hospital, didn't say that Primordial Spirit's hand was magic when he saw it for the first time, OK?

Even Wainwright himself had several questions about why he did not come to the exhibition in the field of prosthetics, rank World First's German Ottobock Company.

He never thought about it. In fact, Ottobock Company didn't dare to come when he knew that Meade Hospital was going to go?

"Let me guess again, what is behind the mirror." Wainwright Professor pressed harder, "I guess there is a person behind the mirror."

"Haha ~"

Most of the doctors in the audience burst into laughter.

Between Wang Yanyu and Wainwright Professor, of course they believed Professor unconditionally. What's more, the previous display was really appalling.

reporters on both sides, one by one can't wait to adjust the focus of the camera machine to the maximum.

The evening news is lively to watch.

"You are trampling on my IQ." Wang Yanyu was so speechless that he didn't even use the honorific name of Mr.

"You are trampling on our IQ." Wainwright Professor turned his gaze to the metal table, pointed to the Primordial Spirit hand on it, and said: "Before you break through your tricks and send you to the police station, I Let me ask you some scientific and medical questions first."

"These questions will let you understand how inadequate your preparations are and how ridiculous."

"Ask." Wang Yanyu felt that his dementia problem was very serious.

"The first question, please tell me why there is no sound during the movement of these two manipulators." Wainwright Professor blinked frequently, "If I sit in the audience and can't hear it, I can understand it, but I have already Standing on the stage, I was less than three meters away from the robots."

"You can hear the gears running when you are close to the watch, let alone a pair of manipulators that need electric power to drive?"

"Please tell me, what kind of mechanical structure can make no noise?"

Wang Yan was too lazy to return his words, "Because it is not a mechanical structure."

"Second question, please tell me, when performing rope knotting. Why can the pair of robots accurately twist the thin rope from the smooth metal tabletop?"

"Don't tell me, the robot has eyes."

"Don't tell me, your mind is controlled, and you can distinguish coordinates across distances."

"Have you... ever heard of the o'clock direction?" Wang Yanyu was a little dumbfounded, "It is the kind commonly used in military operations. In addition, in our China, many chicken players can master this skill."

Winwright Professor snorted coldly, not arguing with him about this naive issue.

The last question is the killer.

It is also the final issue that can completely overthrow their performance.

"Well, it's time to end this farce."

"Please answer me."

"Why did I feel my body temperature when I just shook hands with this robotic hand?"

Wainwright Professor has come to the metal table, his tone is colder, and more confident, "As a doctor who has been in the business for more than 40 years, only human hands can give back the touch just now."

"Body temperature, flexibility."

"Excuse me, how do you explain?"

The Wainwright Professor is qualified to be so confident, even if the "robotic hands" wear thin gloves.

But don’t doctors often deal with gloves? Wainwright Professor wears medical gloves for half a lifetime. How can it be impossible to tell the temperature that most directly reflects the patient’s vital characteristics?

A change in the question means that the patient’s condition has deteriorated. In the age when device monitoring was not popularized, quickly judging the patient's temperature with both hands was the most basic professional skill of a doctor.

"I..."

When asked about this question, Wang Yanyu sighed, shook his head and said, "I have nothing to say."

These words are no less than the final words.

How dare you bother Wainwright Professor doing things like arresting people?

The four security personnel who had been waiting in the audience rushed up. Their strong bodies contained unreasonable agility. They all grabbed a corner of the metal table and lifted them up easily.

Huh?

The following is empty.

Immediately there was a leg sweep by two security guards, but there was an unexpected sound of a mirror cracking, and only the thigh slid past without lag.

Wainwright Professor's puffed up eyes almost wore gold glasses in shock.

He squatted on the ground regardless of his identity and fumbled under the table with his hands.

Next is the bottom of the metal table...

At this moment, the scene of the Europa Medical Association conference was no less than a heavy aerial bomb being dropped.

A silent and terrifying breath quickly swept across the venue from the stage.

All the doctors who were affected by the breath remained motionless.

There is a huge wave in their thinking.

The manipulators showed only two sets of movements.

Grab the Apple and tie the rope.

But who can understand?

These two small movements, in their eyes, are the same as those of the patient whose heartbeat has stopped for several hours, sitting up again and moving his fingers, the same shock?

Science is rigorous, and there is only magic that violates scientific common sense.

There are also four security members in the same sluggish manner. They are integrated with the corner of the metal table, and the pair of Primordial Spirit hands above are extremely dazzling.

Wang Yanyu picked up the sensor patch on the ground again.

Wang Yanyu said in a solemn tone: "It is not a manipulator that appears on the metal table."

"Its name is Primordial Spirit hand."

"What you see is that anyone who has lost one or both hands can do it."

"The Primordial Spirit hand is a gift we give to the world~IndoMTL.com~ what you see is what we already have."

"But the following paragraph, I want to express it in words."

Wang Yanyu stretched out his left hand and took out a cell phone from his pocket.

There is a huge screen behind him. Every Company exhibitor or medical unit can try this screen for free, so that the doctors sitting behind can more intuitively see all the details on the stage.

Wang Yanyu tapped cell phone a few times with his left hand, and the screen on the back immediately switched to the cell phone interface.

His left hand quickly typed on the cell phone screen.

These contents are faithfully presented on the huge screen behind.

"What you see is not a product under test, nor a test product that is only stored in the laboratory and has been assembled after a long time.

It is a mature product that can be mass-produced.

Please remember July 1st.

This is the day when Primordial Spirit hands are officially released.

The starting place is China. We welcome anyone to come to China to experience Primordial Spirit.

We also welcome any country and medical unit to negotiate cooperation matters, so that people in any corner of the world can experience the life changes brought by Primordial Spirit in the fastest way. "

People shook the content on the huge screen and marveled at the technician’s typing speed.

That's as fast as an afterimage.

Just when people thought that this silent declaration to the world was about to come to an end.

Wang Yanyu smiled, put down cell phone, and said loudly: "Why do I type choice?"

"Because Mr. Wainwright just said two most common moves."

"He may not know, but I was actually typing with my Primordial Spirit hand."

……

After half a minute of silence, thunderous exclamations erupted at the conference site.