Monster Factory: One Thousand and Zero 55: Teacher Wang gave a lecture

It is beyond words to describe the mood of those who have been standing for more than seven hours at this moment.

People who are suffering are cheering with their bodies at this moment, letting go of their exhaustion.

At this moment, regardless of nationality.

At this moment, it is a celebration of the disadvantaged groups in the world who have lost their hands.

reporters moved when it heard the wind, like a shark smelling bloody, it was crazy about shooting with a camera.

Bronhill stood outside the team, looking at the boiling crowd in front of him with a detached look.

He doesn't have to endure the pain of queuing, he is much calmer than these people.

Primordial Spirit comes online, the merely physiological limit test battle begins.

Wait and see ~

The crowd will soon calm down, and then turn into wilting plants in the hot sun, unwilling to move.

Not a minute at most, Bloomhill thought.

However, only ten seconds passed.

Bronhill's eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth opened wide and gasped.

Being outside the incident, he discovered something very terrifying.

The two long queues are moving slowly.

Bronhill vowed that he would never read it wrong. With the entrance of Mead Hospital as the boundary, she was still standing there just now. She was a beautiful China girl.

Now she has walked two positions forward.

The two are in a crowded crowd, and are also two small steps away from merely.

These two small steps are slowly blurring like a virus in the team. Anyone who sees an empty position in front of them will follow them, and at the same time they will have a more surprised expression on their faces.

Bronhill exclaimed anxiously whether he came, and the front position of the team was vacated.

20 seconds later, it is the fourth position.

The black guy who lined up for Bloomhill also noticed the situation, and his smile instantly stiffened. He can only move forward passively, leaving him with the dream of three thousand dollars a day.

Five minutes later, Bloomhill walked a full ten meters forward.

After 20 minutes, Bloomhill used anomaly's strong left hand to pull the black guy out of the team and replace him with himself.

Because at this time, the black guys are almost lining up to the gate of Mead Hospital.

Before he had time for the outrage(d) to protest, Bloomhill stuffed the 20 $100 face value knife into his pocket. The latter smiled, and very intimately took the sun umbrella in his arm and opened it to help him.

Step by step, every step Bloomhill takes, he is one step closer to the "Hope of Hope".

Soon, Bloomhill saw a brand-new place, a modern|Hyundai building constructed entirely of steel and glass. At the top of the building, the Monster Industrial logo shines brightly.

The crowd in line cheered and celebrated with more intense voices.

No one feels tired, and all bad body reactions disappear in no time.

When Bloomhill was only ten meters away from the building, he began to tremble uncontrollably, and a sudden worry appeared in his heart.

Is this a dream?

Just like three years ago, his father took him to a world-renowned medical rehabilitation institution in New York to install the "world's most advanced" electromyographic prosthetic hand?

Even three years have passed, every time Bloomhill saw a myoelectric hand stuffed in a drawer eating ashes, it would still produce, and ran to New York to beat up the doctor who was fooling him.

Sometimes, Bloomhill was pushed.

Looking up again, he found himself standing in front of a counter.

Two nurses stood at the counter, one of them said in English: "Please show your passport and the wrist you need to install Primordial Spirit."

Bronhill handed out his passport tremblingly, and then revealed his empty left wrist.

With a sound of "drop ~", the passport was recognized and passed on the recognizer.

Bronhill was also invited in.

Crossing the aisle separated by the yellow line, Bloomhill walked to the payment hall.

There are more than 30 toll counters here. Bloomhill saw many foreigners and China people, swiping cards and counting cash in sweat.

For China people, forty-two thousand yuan, foreigners want more than sixty thousand...

Bronhill does not want to know why foreigners are more than 20,000 more expensive. He only knows that this amount of money can not keep up with the money for the business-class ticket.

After paying the fee, Bronhill received an identification card. With this card, Bronhill followed the crowd to second floor.

second floor is like a future Factory that only exists in science fiction movies.

Bronhill and everyone were stunned. They saw the metal display racks on both sides with palms like stars.

This is a semi-finished product of Primordial Spirit. They are neatly packed together. Each display rack is divided into ten two layers. The number of display racks cannot be counted at all, which brings immense visual impact.

The palm of the hand is a material that Bronhill has never seen before. It is like muscle and steel. The delicate fibers are entangled with each other, and it seems to contain infinite power.

Bronhill saw someone taking pictures, and the staff maintaining order did not stop him. He quickly picked up cell phone and joined the camera army.

Walking while filming, the staff will lead a foreigner into a sealed room every 20 seconds.

Soon it was Bronhill's turn, and he was locked into the room nervous and confused.

There was a white cold light in the room. Under the light was an instrument that he had never seen before and could not tell what its purpose was. The staff in charge of the instrument beckoned to him.

"Don't be nervous, we just need to collect some information."

"Come on, put your right arm and left arm on the collection platform."

Bronhill did it dumbly, and then he felt that the process was too fast. As soon as he put his arms up, and the collection platform lights up with two green laser, the staff prompts him to leave.

"No... no more?"

"No, your Primordial Spirit hand has entered the custom-made programming, go quickly, don't delay others."

"How is it possible, what did you collect?" Bronhill blushed and his neck was thick. "I want a Primordial Spirit hand with the size and skin color of my left hand."

"This device is lit up in green laser. You can't even measure the shape of my right wrist?"

The staff member took a look at Bloomhill, the corner of his mouth was faintly mocking, "Measure with a ruler?"

Bronhill understood his gaze, that gaze was the same as the gaze of his father when he was on the farm when he saw the Mexican migrant workers sneaking over from the border.

……

Facts have proved that Bloomhill’s knowledge is worse than that of Mexican farmers.

In front of a white device, Bloomhill saw his own Primordial Spirit hand customization process.

The staff on the side teased Bloomhill, saying that his left hand is really big, only No. 1 smaller than the semi-finished Primordial Spirit hand they stocked.

The largest number is for a strong man about two meters away.

Where can Bloomhill hear what the staff are saying.

All his attention was absorbed by the white device in front of him.

Through the observation glass of device, he saw the bionic skin exactly the same as his skin color, which was outlined little by little.

That is the processing way that Bronhill has never seen before. If it weren’t for a few afterimages moving around the semi-finished Primordial Spirit hand, he would have mistakenly believed that the bionic skin was endowed with magical powers and grew naturally. come out.

Bronhill couldn't help looking at his left hand, he had an illusion at this moment.

There is a feeling of blood connection with the Primordial Spirit hand in the observation glass.

That was his right hand. When the staff opened the glass observation window and took out Primordial Spirit's hand, the feeling of blood connection became even stronger, so that Bloomhill cried on the spot.

Exactly the same.

With Primordial Spirit hands, Bronnhill can't tell the difference between his left and right hands.

The staff pushed his shoulders, "It's all right, go to the next process, don't stand here and delay things."

The next process is to receive the control watch, tactile information collector, cell phone scan the QR code to download the Primordial Spirit mobile APP.

The next process is to learn how to operate.

Mead Hospital arranged this group of foreigners to concentrate on the small football field of the hospital. Bloomhill and more than two thousand foreigners sat on the lawn crowded.

The goal position was replaced by a temporary podium and a large demonstration screen. Wang Yanyu was standing on the podium and looking at them with a smile.

Wang Yanyu is very familiar with this scene.

Bronhill, who watched the live video of the Europa Medical Federation more than ten times, is also very familiar.

For one week, the person at the front desk announced the arrival of Primordial Spirit to the world in front of everyone at France.

At that time, the media stood on both sides.

Today, there are more media coming from the podium, more than two hundred.

There are more media who have no place and can only stand outside the hospital to interview.

"Hello everyone, I am your teacher."

"I may have more than a dozen classes today. Time is limited. I won't talk to you about topics that have nothing to do with Primordial Spirit."

"Everyone must have found that the Primordial Spirit hand cannot work temporarily, that is because your Primordial Spirit hand has not been activated remotely."

Wang Yanyu snapped his fingers with his left hand, and the sound spread through the loudspeaker, covering the entire football field.

"In three seconds, I will unlock all your Primordial Spirit hands."

"One, two, three."

After three beeps~IndoMTL.com~Foreign people with different skin tones on the lawn suddenly found that the control watch on their wrist kept vibrating. At the same time, the connection between the Primordial Spirit hand and the residual limb was also tightened. The feeling of bondage.

It's as if Primordial Spirit's hands came to life, and the connection with them is closer.

"Haha ~"

"Do you want to experience the feeling of pain?" Wang Yanyu picked up the tactile information collector on the podium and held it high, "Now, please take this out and do the following steps with me."

Put it on another intact hand or other more sensitive area, and then use the probe to stimulate the area regularly, you can collect the bioelectric signal that can cause tactile response, and let the Primordial Spirit hand automatically match The most suitable tactile information.

When all this was done, Wang Yanyu asked everyone to hit their Primordial Spirit hands hard.

Next second ~

Like God visit in person.

Bronhill, who patted his Primordial Spirit hand hard, knelt directly on the ground, hissing and shouting.

What did he feel?

That's the feeling that you can only experience in a dream by relying on your own fantasy since losing your right hand.

It was pain, passed from Primordial Spirit's hands, clearly painful.

That is warmth, passed from Primordial Spirit's hands, exactly the same warmth as his skin.

Everyone is yelling, crying, chanting God.

If this is pain, then they are willing to pain for a lifetime.

"Okay, okay, give me peace." Teacher Wang Yanyu yelled like a lesson.

"There are many types of tactile sensations. You will experience them slowly in the future."

"Next, I will teach you how to train Primordial Spirit hands to be as flexible as their real hands."

"Even more flexible than real hands."

Everyone immediately sat back where they were, so quiet that they could not even wipe their tears, afraid of missing a word.