Frankly speaking, when Yin Ta said that she wanted a "body", Ye Ming was stunned for a few seconds.

His mind is full of images of Alita and Sister Widow in the superbody.

Alita: Battle Angel and Superbody

But when he saw the design of Yin Ta's body that rose in his mind, he didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved......

Although Yin Ta's body set for himself conforms to the mechanical structure of human bipedal upright walking, it does not have a good-looking skin at all.

In short, she doesn't seem to be aware of human aesthetics.

"I've examined the design of a variety of bipedal robots, and none of them work."

"Especially your design, especially not good!"

Ye Ming couldn't cry or laugh.

-- The brain-computer center has been designing a bipedal robot for more than half a year, in order to prepare for the "stand-in armor" in the future.

You know from listening to it that this thing must be made according to the structure of the human body, how can it meet the beauty of mechanical design?

Yin Ta's voice was a little interested: "I can design a mechanical structure that conforms to the human model, it will conform to the perfect mechanical scheme and manipulation scheme, and at the same time, the structure will conform to the golden ratio - do humans particularly like this?" ”

“…… Be. ”

"That's it, although I think six legs are much better than two."

“……”

Hearing this, Ye Ming was a little unbearable.

He understood.

Poor child, because there is no human aesthetic concept, all thinking is built on data...... Therefore, she subconsciously felt that the optimal solution that matched each formula was the most beautiful.

From the perspective of mechanical life...... It seems like that's true.

"Okay, you do the design first, and then make a list of materials when you're done - don't show off your computing skills!" However, Ye Ming's warning was a little late after all.

Because in the next second, Yin Ta told her that the list of materials was completed.

"Well, it seems that you do need to be tortured by reality to understand the meaning of the truth that 'what you get on paper is shallow'." Ye Ming couldn't bear to discourage her enthusiasm, but just sighed.

Yin Ta's voice was a hundred unconvinced: "I don't think reality torture still holds true for me - if you mean all kinds of accidents. ”

"Well, that's good. Fly back first, you have to add a robotic arm to the drone, and you also have to try to control the machine. ”

It took another two days for Ye Ming to install his previous robotic arm on the chassis of the drone, with another simple three-axis small robotic arm, so that Yin Ta could achieve various combined operations, such as opening and closing windows, etc.

However, Yin Ta said that none of this will work, and it is better to be automatically inducted.

"Well, whatever you want, you can place your own order if you need anything - pay attention to the frequency of data packets, don't be identified as a crawler by the website."

"No problem!"

……

As the weather gets colder, it's December.

The construction site next to the brain-computer center was surrounded for a month and a half, and finally officially broke ground.

In the design, two main buildings will be built here, one for the Brain Science Research Center and the other for the Quantum Computer Center.

The construction site broke ground, and construction noise was indispensable, so that the research center specially built a room to make sound insulation and serve as a temporary conference room for the research group.

As for the usual experiments and data analysis......

Let's put it this way, many people at the research center have developed the habit of reversing day and night, working at night when the construction site is closed, and sleeping with earplugs during the day.

In this environment, even if the machine tool on the first floor screams every day, not many people care.

Mid-December.

A black BYD Han walked through a crowded passage surrounded by a construction site fence and stopped at the gate of the research center.

Then, with a smile on his face, Professor Tang pushed open the driver's door, and took out Xiao Qiao's folding wheelchair from the trunk and opened it.

At that moment, the backseat door opened, and his wife helped a slender young man to slowly move out at snail-like speed.

Professor Tang pushed the wheelchair to the young man's side, and he didn't help, just looked at the young man with an encouraging face.

"Dad, can you respect the disabled?"

Unexpectedly, the young man raised his head and was a little dissatisfied: "Help me!" ”

Tang Zhigao was stunned, and then looked at his wife and smiled.

The couple lifted their son up together and put him in a wheelchair.

Not far away, a group of young people led by Ye Ming poured out of the building.

……

"Ye Ming, thank you."

"Senior Sister Mogu, thank you."

"Senior Brother Sheng Fei, thank you."

After being carried to the third floor by everyone, Tang Haowen looked at everyone, called their names one by one, and thanked them earnestly.

Professor Tang and his wife stood behind their son, not thanking them, but looking at everyone with a smile.

After all, he came here today, not as the director of the brain-computer center, but as Tang Haowen's father.

My son underwent surgery a month ago, and his recovery is not "perfect" - after all, he has lost control of his body for more than two years, and everything has to be "trained" again to regain his senses.

But more important than these is that my son has regained his confidence and enthusiasm for life.

This time, my son wanted to come to the brain-computer center to thank Ye Ming and others in person, and then cooperate with the experiment, but his wife did not support it, but Professor Tang supported it.

The son finally "lived", how could he, a father, bear to refuse him again?

And he fully believed that with Ye Ming and Mo Gu here, it was absolutely impossible for any nonsense to happen.

……

In the next experiment, Professor Tang's wife did not sit by.

Although she knew that her son was cured by chips, she still felt a little too frightened when it was her turn to "write data" into her son's brain.

But Professor Tang, as the head of the research group, coupled with his trust in Ye Ming and Mogu, sat opposite his son the whole time.

"Howen, next you have to adjust your emotions." Mo Gu unbuttoned Tang Haowen's down jacket, revealing the back of his neck.

There is a row of data wires on the back of the neck.

This is what Tang Haowen strongly asked to stay before undergoing surgery - he said that no matter whether he succeeds or not, he will fight fate to the end and fully cooperate with the brain-computer center.

It's a pity that not all patients have this idea - under the deliberate cost suppression, a similar high paraplegia recovery surgery in China currently costs no more than 50,000 yuan, and it is not even as good as installing an imported pacemaker.

"The Sword Comes"

However, among so many recovered patients, there are not many people who are willing to cooperate with further scientific research, coupled with various subjective and objective reasons, so that until now, similar scientific research institutions across the country have not done a good job of completing a comprehensive analysis of the spinal nervous system.

Not to mention truncating the experiment.

"Well, I'm fine. But if you say you're not excited, you can't. Tang Haowen moved his hands lightly and smiled: "Senior Sister Mo, am I the first to do the truncation experiment?" ”

"In terms of high paraplegia, yes – at least domestically, abroad, Harvard and Oxford have done it, but they didn't succeed because there were still too many interferences."

Tang Haowen nodded, with a sunny look on his pale face: "Well, it's okay, I'm simple-minded and have few interferences." ”

The crowd laughed.

In the midst of laughter, Sheng Fei and Liu Jie all appeared at the door pushing a humanoid robot.