Chapter 241: Mind control

As soon as Zhang Zhai's words fell, the barrage immediately became lively. Various scramble words flew across the barrage, and most of them were girls.
"Husband. Choose me! I am willing! You can let me be a trustee!"
"Husband, I'm fair-skinned and beautiful, and I can have loliyin, royal sister's voice, and mature girl's voice, even Tieguanyin!"
"Ahhh! Husband chooses me! Choose me, I will be selected by my husband!"
...
Zhang Zhai feel helpless. He can be seen as a woman's fighting power. How can he be like a girlfriend when he chooses an audience to cooperate with him?
"Performing magic requires the cooperation of an audience. In order to show fairness, we randomly select one ..."
Before Zhang Zhai finished speaking, a loud voice interrupted him.
"Grumbling Grumbling ~"
The stomach was writhing, and the temples of the Five Zangs were in trouble.
The sound is not great, but in the quiet environment of the laboratory, it is particularly clear. The 40 million viewers in the live broadcast room naturally heard it.
There are ridicules:
"If the belly sounds thunder! Zhai Shen is Zhai Shen, and his belly is extraordinary!"
But more concerned about,
"Divine, you haven't eaten this day, or should you eat first?"
"I didn't watch the magic show. How about Zhai Shen changing to live broadcast?"
"Live eating! Live eating!"
...
Looking at the barrage, Zhang Zhai felt a little warm, and the corners of his mouth rose a little, showing a knowing smile.
"Thank you for your concern, but this magic is very short. It only takes a dozen minutes. After the show is finished, it is not anxious to eat again!"
Zhang Zhai was impatient and wanted to test whether the extraneural nerve connector was able to achieve the perfect control effect through consciousness.
Although pantothenic acid is in the stomach, it is almost insignificant compared to the eager mood at the moment.
Zhang Zhai said that the main part of the extra-neural neural connector placed on the worktable was being put up, and right above the cylinder, there was a button.
Zhang Zhai did not immediately press the button to activate the extraneural nerve connector.
Instead, he looked at the Terminator T800, who sent an extraneural connector, which was also part of the experiment.
At this time, there is no shadow in the virtual world. How could there be a virtual character to control it, so this Terminator robot has been temporarily manipulated after a simple modification.
Zhang Zhai looked at the Terminator, pointed to a chair not far away, and said, "Terminator T800, come here, sit down!"
The Terminator moved in response, reached the position at a constant speed, and sat in the chair.
"Crunch!" After the Terminator sat down, the chair was overwhelmed!
Zhang Zhai went back again, ignoring the words of the audience on the barrage to let him eat, and said lightly: "Since it is magic, there must be a magic place, so let me introduce it.
This is a Terminator T800, everyone must have understood, I will not repeat it too much, but there is one point, let me repeat, that is the way the Terminator is controlled.
The terminator has two control methods, one is direct voice control, and the other is to give instructions to the terminator through long distance data transmission.
Do you have any objection to this? "
Zhang Zhai said that the audience in the live broadcast also cooperated with a barrage of "no opinion" and "complete agreement".
Zhang Zhai glanced, and then continued: "And the magic to be performed today is called mind manipulation, which uses mind to manipulate objects. Everyone believes that I can control beside me without doing any action or saying anything. Does this Terminator do anything? "
"Believe it, I believe everything you say!"
"Surely believe it! Di Zhai, you say that the moon will fall tonight, I believe it!"
"Divine! What you say is what! I don't believe there are things you can't do in this world!"
...
The barrage made Zhang Zhai cry and laugh. Isn't this a magical thing? Why do you all take it for granted?
"Cough, the effect of the show, everyone's cooperation, you understand!" Zhang Zhai coughed and said in a low voice.
As soon as the voice fell, the barrage changed its direction in the live broadcast room!
"Impossible! How is it possible! Mind to manipulate the robot! Isn't this superpower?"
"Divine, don't make trouble, how can this be done! Unless you are god!"
"Unless the moon falls from the sky tonight, how can this be possible!"
Looking at the barrage, Zhang Zhai didn't know what expression to make.
"Can you do it? In fact, first of all, we draw an audience and let him issue an order to ensure that I did not set it in advance."
"3.2.1. Alright, this is the friend named salted fish!"
As soon as Zhang Zhai's voice fell, a new video box appeared in the upper right corner of the live broadcast screen. A 20-year-old young man appeared in the screen.
"Is it me?" The salted fish was a little cyanotic.
"Yes, that's right, you, this salty fish friend." Zhang Zhai said with a smile.
"... I'm finished ... I ... I was drawn ..."
Unexpectedly, the salted fish did not show the excitement of being selected, but was frustrated and weeping.
"I was actually selected ..." The salted fish almost cried.
"I sweared just now that if I was drawn, I would rather be single for a lifetime, but ... I wouldn't expect it ... God! Is it the life of a single dog?"
"Cough ..." Zhang Zhai coughed. "Salted fish, believe in science, there is no destiny in science."
"Really?" The salted fish eyes hoped.
"Really, and even if it's fake, you are too late now." Zhang Zhai said solemnly.
"Oh!"
...
"First, in order to avoid someone saying that the Terminator moved when he heard the sound of salted fish, so troublesome salted fish you find a piece of paper and find a pen, write the request on the paper, and show it to me, understand?"
"I see! Divine!" The salted fish nodded, not very interested.
"So, let's get started." Zhang Zhai leaned on the chair, facing the workbench, took a deep breath, and resolutely pressed the button.
In the next second, Zhang Zhai felt that the two patches on both sides of the temple had changed, and he clearly felt that his temple position was tingling and swollen.
"Clap!" Zhang Zhai's hands seemed to have lost their strength, and they hit the workbench directly, then slowly slid down and hung on both sides of Zhang Zhai's body.
Immediately afterwards, the entire body suddenly softened, as if the muscles had lost their function, as if the spine had lost its supporting function, Zhang Zhai's entire body collapsed and leaned against the chair.
This suddenly changed, and it scared the audience in the live broadcast room. Zhang Zhai made it like he was paralyzed instantly.
But before we waited, the audience in the live room sent a barrage, and Zhang Zhai spoke: "The magic begins, you can start the salted fish."
With a smile on Zhang Zhai's face, nothing seemed to happen, and the audience in the live broadcast was relieved.
"Scared me ... I thought what happened to Zhai Shen!"
"It sounds painful when you listen ... Divine God, are you okay!"
...
The reason why Zhang Zhai did this was because his nerves temporarily lost control of the position below the neck, including his limbs, which was equivalent to temporary general paralysis.
"His ~" Zhang Zhai didn't say anything, but secretly took a breath.
"Truncation of your body's ability to control is too fast and must be improved.
But you must temporarily cut off your body control ability, or when you are immersed in the virtual world with a virtual helmet, your body is still full of virtual characters, running everywhere, which is more harmful. "
Zhang Zhai silently thought about ~ EbookFREE.me ~ At this time, the salty fisherman also wrote the request on paper and displayed it in front of the camera.
"Get up from your chair!"
"Then, when it comes to witnessing the miracle, come, don't take any action, and don't control it by voice. See if I control the Terminator with my mind."
Turning his head to look at the Terminator on the right side, he saw that the Terminator was sitting in a chair full of time, but the Terminator's head also turned to the right.
Zhang Zhai did not hesitate, and immediately began to manipulate.
"Wow!" Terminator stood up cleanly from the stool.
And Zhang Zhai carried out the operation, just like the usual action of getting up from a chair, it was completely subconscious, and there was no need to deliberately and laboriously imagine.
However, during the whole process of standing up, Zhang Zhai didn't feel anything, because the Terminator would not give him any feedback.
No footsteps touch the ground, no two feet standing on the ground to support the body's sense of pressure.
This is the feeling of manipulation, no feedback, and some disgusting feeling.
I feel subtle in the subconscious, of course, this is an illusion.
"Divine ... I thought you were joking? This Nima ... is amazing too!"
"Bottom! Divine! You are coming! Really stand up like this!"
"I don't believe this is superpower. Look at the thing on Zhai Shen's head. This is black technology!"
"Awareness manipulator! Lying! Definitely a consciousness manipulator!"
"Mind control! Is this the black technology you are going to broadcast live on, Zhai Shen?"
"Well, if this is used for the disabled, does that mean that the broken leg can stand up? This is the real magic!"
At this time, as a lucky viewer, the second request was also written.
"Control the Terminator and go to the cafeteria to buy dinner for Di Shen."