Deep Space Fleet

At the memorial meeting, Captain Zhao whispered a memorial speech: "... death is the end of life, but their courage will always be praised by us."

"It's a pity that we can't even find their bodies, no matter how much praise they can hear, they can't hear them. But the rest of our lives will continue, with their part, and continue to live.

"Let us remember their names forever and observe five minutes of silence for them."

Zhang Yuan bowed his head below and sighed softly. It's hard to imagine what it would be like to wait for death in that place alone.

He suddenly felt that he was very lucky to be able to escape from the big unknown fear. For human beings, such high and dimensional technology is tantamount to magic.

Five minutes later, the entire memorial service was over.

The mourning team left silently, leaving only the relatives and friends still crying.

Zhang Yuan opened the electric wheelchair and left the room.

"Mr. Zhang, please come here. Your bionic legs have been made." Just then, a doctor of biology said gently beside Zhang Yuan.

"Is it so fast?" Zhang Yuanzhang wondered.

"It is a ready-made product in the laboratory and has been researched for a long time. Now, you want to be a experimental ... No, volunteers are great. If you are ready, the surgery can be performed immediately. "

Zhang Yuan shivered secretly and looked at the doctor again. He felt that he could not stand the days without legs. "That's it ... I'll come over here."

Go out and turn left, and then take the elevator again, this is the hospital. At the door of the operating room, Lin Xuanxuan rubbed her hands, with a very strange smile. "It is said that it may be a little painful. You have to stand by it ... I can only look at it."

Doctors cannot operate on their families. This is a rule, and Lin Xuanxuan is not an expert in this area.

"Do you think I am a person who is afraid of pain?" Zhang Yuan patted his chest. "I have no problem cutting my own meat."

"Cut, don't cry out then!"

But soon, the pain of the entire installation exceeded his imagination!

Zhang Yuan didn't know what these **** biologists had smeared on his legs. It is said to be a life-stimulating drug for neurons, as if tens of thousands of ants were biting the wound!

For a while, Zhang Yuan felt that his teeth were about to bite.

The sweat dripping from his forehead was on the operating table, and Zhang Yuan was snoring, and he couldn't help it.

He squeezed a sentence from his voice: "Doctor, can't you take more anaesthetic?"

"No, Mr. Zhang, please bear with me a little bit. The reactivation of neurons cannot be treated with too much anesthetic. Otherwise, the effect may not be good. If it is crooked, you have to endure a pain."

He saw Lin Xuanxuan hiding again, his eyes were worried, and he kept laughing, not knowing whether it was gloating or other expressions.

"Happy to die!" Zhang Yuan scolded in his heart.

After about four hours, this intense pain finally disappeared.

Zhang Yuan had also run out of energy, panting heavily on the operating table, and his entire body seemed to be paralyzed.

It's a nightmare!

The nightmare is comparable to that nine-dimensional space!

After recovering a little strength, Zhang Yuan sat up and touched his legs. The feel was okay, which is not much different from normal legs.

Then I walked a few steps on the ground again, a little embarrassed, not very accustomed, but without much discomfort and pain.

Facing this miraculous operation, he soon left the pain just behind.

Having been in a wheelchair, although Lin Xuanxuan didn't hate him, Zhang Yuan actually hated him a bit.

Regaining legs has a heavy sense of solidity.

"Technology ... That's great! Biologist, great!" He admired sincerely, "If this kind of surgery can be popularized, there will be no disabled people in the future."

"Mr. Zhang Yuan, you are not stable right now because the parameters have not been fully adjusted." The doctor in a white coat handed over a remote control: "The usual range of bionic leg steps needs to be manually adjusted, which has not yet been adjusted The right parameters, so the road is not so stable. You can adjust to your favorite ... "

"Oh, okay, thank you!"

Zhang Yuan took the remote control and kept debugging related forces.

His thighs are still human, but the calves and joints have been replaced with bionic machinery. If the strength is uncoordinated, too large or too small, it is easy to appear unstable walking.

After about half an hour, Zhang Yuan basically adjusted to his habitual strength and pace, walking became stable, he jumped up hard, and landed on the ground steadily.

He has been quite satisfied with this effect ~ www.readwn.com ~ The main thing is that the bionic leg has almost the same consciousness as the body, and it will hurt and itch.

"It also has a certain memory ability, it will record your habits, and it will be smoother after a period of use."

Zhang Yuan turned around and asked with a smile: "The emergence of the bionic school is not without reason. The power that can be adjusted up to several times? Am I a Superman?"

"Want to be a superman, the beauty you want!" Lin Xuanxuan looked at him for a while: "The maximum power is about 5 times the human power. It is mainly because the energy system is not working. If the output power is too large, the heat generation will be very high."

"Is it a radioactive decay battery?"

The other doctor nodded. "Usually, the battery needs to be changed every 20 to 30 years. When it sends out an alarm, it can maintain the appearance of one month. If it goes into hibernation, you need to remove the battery and some parts inside. Come down, that's a little bit troublesome. "

"Anyway, use it first. Any problems will be debugged later."

Zhang Yuan regained his health, and Zhang Yuan was still very excited and jumped hard.

"It seems that the transformation of bionics technology is not so difficult to accept as imagined ..."

With this in mind, Zhang Yuan stepped out of the door of the operating room slowly step by step.

He still has a lot to do. Especially research on high-dimensional debris.

As the only survivor, without his existence, there are many studies that really have no way.

Lin Xuanxuan suddenly caught up with a series of small steps, and she murmured: "You ... still have to pay attention to safety, don't let yourself be crippled again. Our technology is not going to be completely transformed."

"Know, I know, nothing can kill me!" Zhang Yuan smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, leave first, bye!"

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