There are no words to describe the mood of those who have been standing for more than seven hours.

People who have been suffering have cheered with their bodies at this moment, releasing their exhaustion to the fullest.

At this moment, regardless of nationality.

This moment is a celebration for vulnerable people around the world who have lost their hands.

The reporters moved like sharks smelling blood, and set up cameras to shoot this scene frantically.

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

He didn't have to endure the pain of queuing, and he was much calmer than these people.

The launch of the Yuan Shen hand is just the beginning of the physiological limit test battle.

Let's wait and see~

The crowd soon calmed down, and then turned into wilted plants in the scorching sun, reluctant to move.

Not a minute at most, Blomshire thought to himself.

However, only ten seconds passed.

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

Staying out of the way, he discovered a very terrifying thing.

Two long queues were moving slowly.

Bronhill swore that he would never be mistaken, taking the gate of Mead Hospital as the boundary, and standing there just now, it was a beautiful Chinese girl.

Now she's two positions forward.

The two of them were only two small steps away from each other in the crowd.

These two small steps slowly spread through the ranks like a virus, and everyone who saw the vacant seats in front of them took a step forward, and at the same time showed even more surprised expressions on their faces.

Bronhill didn't have time to exclaim, and the front of the line was vacant again.

Twenty seconds later, it was the fourth position.

The black guy in line for Bronhill also noticed this, and his smile instantly stiffened. He could only passively move forward, and his dream of three thousand dollars a day left him.

Five minutes later, Blomshire had walked a full ten metres forward.

Twenty minutes later, with his unusually strong left hand, Bronhill pulled the black guy out of the group and replaced him with himself.

Because at this time, the black guys were almost lined up at the gate of Mead Hospital.

Before he could protest angrily, Bromshire shoved twenty hundred-dollar knives into his pocket. The latter smiled with a smile on his face, and very intimately took the sun umbrella that Blomshire was holding in his arm, and opened it to help him play.

Step by step, with each step Bronhill takes, he is one step closer to the "Temple of Hope".

Soon, Bronhill saw a new, modern building made entirely of steel and glass. At the top of the building, the logo of Behemoth Industries shines brightly.

The crowd in line is cheering and celebrating with more intense voices.

No one gets tired, and all the bad physical reactions disappear in an instant.

When Bronhill was only ten meters away from the building, he began to tremble uncontrollably, and a sudden worry came over him.

Could it be a dream?

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

Even after three years, every time Bloomhill saw the myoelectric hand stuffed in a drawer and eating ashes, he still had the urge to run to New York and beat up the doctor who had fooled him at the time.

At some point, Bronhill was pushed.

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

Two nurses stood in front of the counter, one of whom said in English, "Please show your passport and the wrist you need to have your Genshin hand fitted." ”

Blomshire shuddered as he handed out his passport and showed his empty left wrist again.

"Drip~", the passport is recognized on the recognizer.

Bronhill was also invited in.

Passing through the passage separated by the yellow line, Bronhill walked to the toll hall.

There are more than 30 toll counters here, and Mr. Bloomhill saw a lot of foreigners and Chinese, sweating their cards and counting cash.

42,000 yuan for Chinese and more than 60,000 for foreigners......

Bronhill didn't want to know why foreigners were more than 20,000 yuan more expensive, he only knew that this amount of money could not keep up with the cost of his business-class air ticket.

After paying the fee, Bronhill received an identification card, with which Bronhill followed the crowd up to the second floor.

The second floor is like a futuristic factory that only exists in a science fiction movie.

Bronhill and everyone else were stunned as they saw the metal shelves on both sides of the shelves, palms that looked like the number of stars.

This is a semi-finished product of the Yuan Shen hand, they are neatly squeezed together, each display is divided into twelve layers, the number of display racks can not be counted at all, bringing a huge visual impact.

The palm of the hand was something Bronhill had never seen before, it was like muscle and steel, and the delicate fibers were intertwined with each other, and there seemed to be infinite power in it.

Bronhill saw that someone was taking pictures, and the staff who maintained order did not stop him, so he quickly picked up his mobile phone and joined the army of photographers.

Every twenty seconds, the staff will lead a foreigner into a fully sealed room.

Soon it was Blomhill's turn, and he was locked in the room with nervousness and confusion.

The room was lit with a white lamp, and under the light was a device he had never seen before, and he couldn't say what it was for, and the staff in charge of the instrument beckoned to him.

"Don't be nervous, we just need to gather information. ”

"Here, put your right and left arms on the platform. ”

Bronshir did so, and then he felt the process was too fast. As soon as he put his arms up, the acquisition platform just lit up with two green lasers, and the staff prompted him to leave.

"I didn't ...... Gone?"

"No, your Yuan Shen hand has entered the custom procedure, hurry up, don't delay the people behind. ”

"How is it possible, what have you gathered?" Bronhill blushed and his neck was thick, "I want the kind of primordial hand that is about the same size and skin color as my left hand." ”

"This device lit up with a green laser, and you didn't even measure the mutilated shape of my right wrist?"

The staff glanced at Bronhill, and the corners of his mouth were faintly mocking, "Measure with a ruler?"

Mr. Bronhill read his gaze, the same gaze that his father had seen when he was on the farm at the Mexican migrant farmers who had slipped across the border.

……

It turns out that Bronhill's insight is worse than that of Mexican farmers.

In front of a white device, Blom Hill saw his own Genshin hand customization process.

The staff on the side joked that Blomhill's left hand was really big, only one size smaller than the maximum size of the half-finished Yuan Shen hand they stocked.

And the largest size is for strong men about two meters old.

Where could Bronhill hear what the staff was saying.

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

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

It was a process that Bronhill had never seen before, and if it weren't for the fact that there were a few afterimages moving around the half-finished product of the Yuan Shen Hand, he would have mistakenly thought that those bionic skins had been endowed with magical powers and grew naturally.

Bronhill couldn't help but look at his left hand, he had a delusion.

There is a feeling of being connected with the blood connection with the observation of the original hand in the glass.

It was his right hand, and when the staff opened the glass observation window and took out the Genshin hand, the feeling of blood connection was even stronger, so much so that Bronhill cried on the spot.

Same.

With the Yuan Shen Hand, Bronhill couldn't tell the difference between his left and right hands at all.

The staff pushed him on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, hurry up and go to the next process, don't stand here and delay things." ”

The next process is to receive the control watch, the tactile information collector, and scan the QR code on the mobile phone to download the Yuanshenshou APP.

The next step is to learn how to do it.

Mead Hospital arranged for the foreigners to attend classes on the hospital's small soccer field, and Bloomhill and more than 2,000 foreigners sat on the lawn in a crowded manner.

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

This scene is very familiar to Wang Yanyu.

Bronhill, who has watched the live video of the Europa Medical Federation no less than ten times, is also very familiar.

A week ago, the person at the front desk announced the arrival of the Yuan Shen Hand to the world in front of everyone in France.

At that time, there was a lot of media standing on both sides.

Today, the number of media coming from the podium is even higher, more than two hundred.

There are many more media outlets who have no place but to stand outside the hospital gates to do interviews.

"Hello everyone, I am your teacher. ”

"I may have more than a dozen lectures today, and my time is limited, so I won't talk to you about topics that have nothing to do with the Yuan Shen Hand. ”

"You must have found that the Genshin Hand is not working for the time being, and that's because your Genshin 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'll unlock all of your primordial hands. ”

"One, two, three. ”

After three sounds, the foreigners with different skin tones on the lawn suddenly found that the control watch on their wrists kept vibrating, and at the same time, there was also a feeling of tightening the restraints at the junction between the Yuan Shen hand and the stump limb.

It's as if the Genshin Hand has come to life and is more connected to them.

"Hehe~"

"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 out this and do the following steps with me." ”

Sticking it to another intact hand, or other more sensitive places, and then regularly stimulating the area with a probe, you can collect bioelectric signals that can cause tactile responses, so that the Yuanshen hand can automatically match the most suitable tactile information.

When all this was done, Wang Yanyu asked everyone to use their strength to beat their own Yuan Shen hands.

The next second~

As God comes.

Bronhill, who slapped his Yuan Shen hand hard, knelt directly on the ground, hissing and roaring with all his might.

What did he feel?

It was a feeling that I could only experience by fantasizing about it in my dreams since I lost my right hand.

It was pain, transmitted from the hands of the primordial spirit, and it was clear and incomparably painful.

It was warmth, the warmth that came from the hands of the original god, exactly the same as his skin.

Everyone was yelling, weeping, shouting God.

If it's pain, then they're willing to hurt for the rest of their lives.

"Okay, okay, give me a little steady. Teacher Wang Yanyu roared like a student.

"There are many more types of touch, and you can experience it for yourself in the future. ”

"Next, I will teach you how to exercise the Yuan Shen hand to be as flexible as your real hand. ”

"Even more agile than real hands. ”

Everyone immediately sat back down, so quiet that they couldn't even wipe away their tears, afraid of missing a word.