Deep Space Planet Leader

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

"Unfortunately, we can't even find their remains. No amount of praise can be heard. But the rest of our lives will continue, with their parts, and continue to live."

"Let us always remember their names, and mourn them for five minutes."

Zhang Yuan bowed his head below, lightly sighed. It is hard to imagine what kind of experience it is to be alone in such a place waiting for death.

He suddenly felt that he was very lucky to be able to escape from that unknown fear. Such high, dimension-related technology is tantamount to magic to humans.

After 5 minutes, the whole memorial ceremony is over.

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

Zhang Yuan turned on the electric wheelchair and then left the room.

"Mr. Zhang, please come here, your bionic legs have been made." At this time, a biology Academician said lightly beside Zhang Yuan.

"Is it so fast?" Zhang Yuan asked in surprise.

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

Zhang Yuan shuddered secretly, and then glanced at the Academician. He felt that he couldn't bear this kind of days without legs, "That's OK...I'll come here."

Go out and turn left, and then go up an elevator, which 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 hold on...I can only watch it by the side."

Doctors cannot perform operations on family members. This is a rule, and Lin Xuanxuan is not an expert in this area.

"Do you think I am someone who is afraid of pain?" Zhang Yuan patted his own chest, "I have no problem even cutting my own flesh."

"che, when the time comes, don’t scream!"

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

Zhang Yuan doesn't know what these damn biologists have smeared on their legs. It is said to stimulate the life medicine of neurons, just like thousands of ants are biting the wounds!

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

The sweat on his forehead dripped onto the operating table, and Zhang Yuan was shivering. He couldn't help it.

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

"No, Mr. Zhang, please bear with me for a while. You can’t use too much anesthetic for activation. Otherwise, the effect may be bad. If you get it wrong, you have to endure a pain."

He saw Lin Xuanxuan hiding aside again, his eyes were worried. She kept laughing again, not knowing whether it was taking pleasure in other people's misfortune or other expressions.

"I'm so happy!" Zhang Yuan cursed in his heart.

After about four hours, the intense pain finally disappeared.

Zhang Yuan is also exhausted, panting heavily on the operating table, his whole body seems to be paralyzed.

It's a nightmare!

The nightmare is comparable to that nine-dimensional space!

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

Then walked a few steps on the ground again, staggering a bit, not very accustomed, but there is not much discomfort, and there is no pain.

Faced with this miraculous operation, he quickly threw the pain behind his head.

I have been in a wheelchair. Although Lin Xuanxuan did not dislike him, Zhang Yuan disliked herself a little bit.

Having both legs again brings a heavy sense of steadiness.

"Technology...great! Biologist, great!" He exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "If this kind of surgery can be popularized, there will be no disabled people in the future."

"Mr. Zhang Yuan, you are not walking steadily now because the parameters have not been thoroughly adjusted." The doctor in a white coat handed over a remote control: "The usual range of bionic leg steps needs to be adjusted manually. I haven’t debugged the proper parameters, so it’s not safe to start. You can adjust to what you like..."

"Oh, good, good, thank you!"

Zhang Yuan took the remote control and kept adjusting the related power.

His thighs are still human beings, but the calves and joints have been replaced by bionic machines. If the strength is not coordinated, too large or too small, it is easy to get unstable walking.

After about half an hour, Zhang Yuan has basically adjusted to his habitual strength and pace, and his walking has become steady. He jumped up vigorously, and landed steadily on the ground.

He is quite satisfied with this effect.

The most important thing is that the bionic leg still possesses almost the same sensation as the main body, and it hurts and itches.

"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 really not without reason. How many times the maximum power can be adjusted? Have I become a Superman?"

"If you want to be a Superman, you want the beauty!" Lin Xuanxuan looked at it. After a while: "The maximum power is about 5 times that of human power. The main reason is that the energy system is not good. If the output power is too large, the heat will be very high."

"The radioactive decay battery should be used. Right?"

Another doctor nodded, "Usually, it’s enough to change the battery once every 20 to 30 years. When it sounds the alarm, it can last for a month. If you enter a hibernation state, you need to change the battery. The battery and some parts inside are disassembled first, which is a little troublesome."

"Use it first anyway, if there is any problem, debug it when the time comes."

After regaining his health, Zhang Yuan was still quite excited and jumped vigorously.

"In this way, the transformation of bionics technology does not seem to be as difficult to accept as imagined..."

With this mindset, Zhang Yuan step by step, slowly Get out of the door of the operating room.

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

As the only survivor, without his existence, there is really no way for many studies.

Lin Xuanxuan suddenly caught up with a series of small steps, she hesitated and said: "You... still have to pay attention to your safety and don't mutilate yourself. Our technology is not yet fully transformed."

"You know, nothing can kill me!" Zhang Yuan laughed and waved his hand: "Don't worry, go now, bye!"

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