Chapter 884

Four days later, Gu Ning specially took some time to participate in Sir Victor's mechanical arm debugging. Originally, he was not familiar with Sir Victor and had no time, but the big Sir somehow solved a problem for him. With Qi Hong's strong invitation, he came.

Originally, Yang Koizumi also wanted to follow him to see strange things. As a result, he was scolded by his family, so he had to stay at home and have a rest.

In addition to the doctors and nurses who are common in the room, there are also two city beauties who are well-dressed and wearing nameplates. As for the team members that Victor brought over, they were also chased aside by several girls, which was a bit of a fuss.

Sir Victor was very satisfied with this phenomenon. After all, Dongfang girl was very interested in his scheme and redesigned his robot arm program to ensure that the whole experiment would not fail due to program problems.

"David, what you need now is to concentrate, imagine the scene of your normal movement, and release the brain waves of your motor nerve center on several chips. These radio waves will be recognized by the program on the manipulator and make the corresponding action you want to do. Now the biggest problem is to see if you can establish a connection with the instrument. "

At this time, David was lying on a large operating chair. Two bionic manipulators, which were exactly the same as ordinary people's arms, were tied to his two broken arms. They gave off a dark gray metallic luster, which was quite similar to the smell of mechanical warfare police.

What interests David most is that he wears a big hat on his forehead, which is like the brainwave machine on Professor X's head. Several chip interfaces have been fully linked. He only needs to transmit the movement information to the mechanical arm through the silicon crystal chip transplanted into the brain.

"Everything is ready, Mr. David. Please move your finger, either one will do!"

Chen Qun, as his girlfriend's assistant, looked at his girlfriend's raised finger in front of the console and immediately acted as a tool man, translating his girlfriend's gestures to everyone present. With these words, Chen Qun is a little funny. He is a real human flesh translator, and he is countless times smarter than a computer program.

David took two breaths of air and looked at the manipulator on the armrest. He kept releasing and imagining the movement of the mechanical finger in his mind. However hard he tried, the cold mechanical finger didn't move and didn't react at all.

His brows, eyes and mouth are wrinkled. He is eager to use his energy, but there is no place to show it.

Sir Victor was not in a hurry to cheer up the patient.

"David, it doesn't matter. It may take a while. We're waking up your neural pathways, but they haven't been used since your accident. It's going to take a little bit of time for you to clean up the cobwebs in your brain. "

Miss Dongfang also expected this situation and immediately called for a halt.

"Don't rush to work hard, wait for me to debug the settings, change the chip to full band reception, expand its range, and see if the chip can receive your consciousness under the conditioned reflex. At least in the unconditioned case, the chip receives all of your brain pulses, and the computer responds. "

At the end of the speech, Miss Dongfang's voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible. Then she gave Qi Hong and tool man Chen Qun a look, glanced at the screen and asked in a low voice.

"You see, there is no activity signal in his motor cortex. Is there any other problem in the process of signal transcription. Wait, what's this? "

The young lady pointed to the screen, a large jump up and down signal, said puzzled.

"It's a signal from the pain nerves that the patient is in great pain. But conversely, there is no problem for the chip to accept information, at least for painful information. "

Standing beside, Su wanting, who has been acting as the audience, suddenly said something.

"If you disconnect his bionic arm and connect him to the racing simulation program, maybe it will have a different effect."

Chen Qun looks at Su wanting in surprise. He closes his mouth and moves it twice, ready to explain to her, the chief executive who is not a doctor at all. At last, thousands of words turn into a dry word.

"The car simulator needs a more advanced brain interface. He can't even move his fingers. How can the simulator receive his signal?"

Su wanting's words made Chen Qun speechless.

"I'm not a doctor and I don't know much about medical principles, but I know that Mr. David is a professional racing driver and the best. For racing cars, it's just something engraved in his genes. Maybe such high-intensity stimulation can make him understand his own situation betterWhen Chen Qun blinked twice, he realized that the biggest difference between him and the beauty CEO was that when he thought he was very aggressive, in other women's presidents' eyes, he was too conservative, so he had to gently remind them.

"If Mr. David's brain wakes up the motor cortex again, it will be associated with his pain nerves, and the surviving part there may never wake up. It's not just an emotional setback, it's more likely to be a neurological decline. "

Su wanting immediately stares at him and directly says Chen Qun's speechless words.

"No racing car, no David. In order to reexperience his ability, he would rather risk his life as a mouse and accept this cutting-edge operation. Do you think he cares about brain damage? No, he cares more about whether his wish can come true or not! "

Without waiting for Chen Qun to answer, Miss Dongfang, who is in charge of the program, debugs the program directly and asks a question.

"Mr. David, do you want to run on the circuit again? If you like, I will take down your arm program temporarily and replace it with a racing interface, just like your professional racing driver's simulation training. What you need to do is just a little bit. All these buttons need your neural activity to complete. As long as your neural pathway is connected, the simulator will press the button, and we can also confirm that there is a problem with the mechanical arm. "

When Miss Dongfang said this, she suddenly said something mischievous.

"If it can't be triggered, it will cause a rollover."

Chen Qun immediately gave his girlfriend a vicious rebuke.

"He's an old driver, but he won't roll over!"

The biggest advantage of talking in Chinese is that patients can't understand it.

David met before the big screen immediately appeared very familiar simulation racing picture, a pair of eyes immediately lit up. At the same time, the signal on the monitoring screen suddenly became strong.

Chen Qun and Victor gape at all this, and they don't know what's wrong with them. Now David's brain waves appear on the monitoring screen. From a certain point of view, it's his wave path that is connected. It's not that he just can't connect at all.

"Dudududu..."

While the two doctors were looking at the screen with hope, the old driver unexpectedly overturned his car. The alarm of the simulation program sounded, and a fire appeared on the screen.

This should be their idea is too cutting-edge, a lot of technical problems have not been solved!

When Chen Qun was about to persuade his girlfriend not to mess around, David, who was sweating all over the chair, suddenly said calmly.

"Wait, give me another chance. I think I feel something. Let me sort out my mind. I think it's OK."

With that, David immediately closed his eyes and whispered to himself.

"Compass, oil meter, speedometer, brake, this is my car, this is my race. I can do it. I can do it. OK, first step, open the throttle and start the engine

With David's words, the control screen on the screen seems to be controlled by the invisible mouse. It starts to start slowly, and then slides to the runway in a floating posture.

Everyone looked at the scene inconceivably. Chen Qun had a vague idea in his mind, but he couldn't connect it. Another idea came out again.

"If you play a racing game, you can operate it in this way, isn't that hanging all the hand speed?"