As soon as Zhang Zhai finished speaking, the barrage immediately became lively, with all kinds of competing words flying in the barrage, and most of them were girls.

"Husband, choose me! I am willing! You can let me be your caretaker!"

"Husband, I have fair skin and good looks. I can play Lolita, Yujie, Mature, and even Tieguanyin!"

"Ah! My husband chooses me! If you choose me, I will definitely be chosen by your husband!"

…

Zhang Zhai felt a little helpless. He had seen the fighting power of women. How could he choose an audience to cooperate with him like he was choosing a girlfriend?

"Performing magic requires the cooperation of an audience. In order to reflect fairness, we randomly select one..."

Before Zhang Zhai could finish speaking, a voice interrupted him.

"Gulu gulu gulu~"

My stomach is churning and my internal organs are agitated.

The sound was not loud, but in the quiet environment of the laboratory, it was extremely clear. The 40 million viewers in the live broadcast room naturally heard it.

Some jokes:

"The belly rumbling is like thunder! Zhai God is Zhai God, and the stomach growling is extraordinary!"

But more of a concern,

"Zhai Shen, you haven't eaten all day, why don't you eat first?"

"I won't watch the magic show. How about Zhai Shen live broadcasting the meal instead?"

"Eating live! Eating live!"

…

Looking at these barrages, Zhang Zhai felt a little warm, and the corners of his mouth raised a little, revealing a knowing smile.

"Thank you for your concern, but this magic trick is very short. It only takes about ten minutes. Once the performance is over, you don't have to rush to eat anymore!"

Zhang Zhai is impatient and wants to test whether the extracerebral neural communicator can achieve perfect control effects through consciousness as envisioned.

Although my stomach was full of acidity, it was nothing compared to my anxious mood at the moment.

As Zhang Zhai spoke, he placed the main part of the extracerebral neural communicator on the workbench. There was a button directly above the cylinder.

Zhang Zhai did not immediately press the button to activate the extracerebral neural communicator.

Instead, he looked at the Terminator T800 that sent the extracerebral neural communicator. He was also part of the experiment.

At this time, there was no shadow in the virtual world, so how could there be a virtual character for him to control, so the Terminator robot was briefly modified and temporarily became the manipulated object.

Zhang Zhai looked at the Terminator, pointed at the chair not far away and said: "Terminator T800, come here and sit down!"

The terminator moved in response, reached the position at a constant speed, and then sat on the chair.

"Creak!" After the Terminator sat down, the chair was a little overwhelmed!

Zhang Zhai turned around again, temporarily ignoring the audience's words on the barrage asking him to eat, and said calmly: "Since it is magic, there must be a magical place, so let me introduce it.

This is a Terminator T800. Everyone must know something about it, so I won’t go into too much detail. But there is one thing that I will repeat, and that is the way the Terminator is controlled.

There are two ways to control the Terminator, one is direct voice control, and the other is to give instructions to the Terminator remotely through data transmission.

Does anyone have any objection to this?"

As Zhang Zhai said, the audience in the live broadcast room also cooperated by sending comments such as "No opinion" and "Completely agree".

Zhang Zhai glanced at it, and then continued: "The magic I am going to perform today is called mind control, which uses my mind to control objects. Everyone believes that I can control the objects next to me without making any movements or saying anything.

Does this Terminator do anything?"

"Believe it, Zhai Shen, I believe whatever you say!"

"I must believe it! God Zhai, I believe it even when you say the moon is going to fall tonight!"

"Zhai Shen! Whatever you say is what you say! I don't believe there are things in this world that you can't do!"

…

The barrage made Zhang Zhai dumbfounded. Isn't this a magical thing? Why do you all take it so naturally?

"Ahem, you will understand the effect of the program with your cooperation!" Zhang Zhai coughed and whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly changed direction!

"Impossible! How is it possible! Control robots with your thoughts! Isn't this a super power?"

"Zhai Shen, stop making trouble, how is this possible! Unless you are a god!"

"Unless the moon falls from the sky tonight, how is this possible?"

Looking at the barrage, Zhang Zhai didn't know what expression to make.

"Whether it is possible or not, let's prove it with facts. First, we select an audience member and let him issue the command to ensure that I have not set it up in advance."

"3.2.1. Okay, this is my friend named Xianyu!"

As soon as Zhang Zhai finished speaking, a new video box appeared in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room, and a twenty-year-old young man appeared on the screen.

"Is it me?" Xianyu was a little dazed.

"Yes, that's right, it's you, this salty fish friend." Zhang Zhai said with a smile.

"...I'm done for...I...I was actually drawn..."

Unexpectedly, Xianyu did not show excitement about being selected, but instead looked depressed and crying.

"I was actually chosen..." Xianyu almost cried.

"I just swore that if I was chosen, I would rather be single for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that... just... Oh my god! Am I destined to be single?" Xianyu was so angry that he went crazy.

"Ahem..." Zhang Zhai coughed, "Salted fish, believe in science. There is no theory of fate in science."

"Really?" Xianyu's eyes showed hope.

"It's true, and even if it's false, it's too late for you now." Zhang Zhai said seriously.

"Pfft!" The second part of the sentence is very heartbreaking.

…

"First of all, in order to avoid anyone saying that the Terminator moved after hearing Xianyu's voice, please Xianyu, please find a piece of paper and a pen, write the request on the paper, and then show it to me, do you understand?"

"I understand! God Zhai!" Xianyu nodded, not very interested.

"Then, let's get started." Zhang Zhai leaned on the chair, facing the workbench, took a deep breath, and pressed the button resolutely.

The next second, Zhang Zhai felt the two patches on both sides of his temples change. He clearly felt that his temples were numb and swollen.

"Bah!" Zhang Zhai's hand seemed to have lost its strength and hit it directly on the workbench, then slowly slid down and hung on both sides of Zhang Zhai's body.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body suddenly went limp, as if his muscles had lost their function, as if his spine had lost its support, and Zhang Zhai collapsed and leaned against the chair.

This sudden change frightened the audience in the live broadcast room. Zhang Zhai seemed to be paralyzed instantly.

But before waiting, the audience in the live broadcast room sent a barrage, and Zhang Zhai spoke: "The magic begins, Xianyu, you start."

Zhang Zhai had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened, and the audience in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was scared to death...I thought what happened to Zhai Shen!"

"This sound hurts...Zhai Shen, are you okay?"

…

The reason why Zhang Zhai is like this is because his nerves temporarily lost the ability to control the position below the neck, including the limbs, which is equivalent to temporary general paralysis.

"Hiss~" Zhang Zhai didn't say anything on his face, but secretly he took a deep breath.

“The speed of cutting off one’s own body control is too fast and must be improved.

But the ability to control the body must be temporarily cut off, otherwise when you wear a virtual helmet and immerse yourself in the virtual world, your body will still be the same as the avatar, running around, which will be even more harmful."

Zhang Zhai thought silently, and at this time, Mr. Xianyu also wrote the request on paper and showed it in front of the camera.

"Get up from your chair!"

"Then, it's time to witness the miracle. Without any movement or voice control, watch me control the Terminator with my mind."

Turning his head to look at the Terminator on the right, he saw that the Terminator was sitting on the chair, but the Terminator's head was also turned to the right.

Zhang Zhai did not hesitate and immediately started to control.

"Wow!" The terminator stood up from the stool neatly.

Zhang Zhai performed the operation, just like the usual action of standing up from a chair. It was completely subconscious and did not require deliberate or laborious imagination.

However, Zhang Zhai didn't feel anything during the entire process of standing up, because the terminator would not give him any feedback.

There is no feeling of feet touching the ground, no feeling of pressure of feet standing on the ground supporting the body.

This is the feeling of having only control and no feedback, which is a bit disgusting.

Subconsciously I feel light and airy, but of course this is an illusion.

"Zhai Shen... I thought you were joking? This damn... is so amazing!"

"Fuck! Zhai Shen! Are you serious! You really stood up like that!"

"I don't believe this is a superpower. Look at the thing on Zhai Shen's head. It must be black technology!"

"Consciousness controller! Damn it! It's definitely a consciousness controller!"

"Brain control! Zhai Shen, is this the black technology you want to broadcast live?"

"Damn it, if this is used on disabled people, doesn't it mean that people with broken legs can stand up? This is the real magic!"

At this time, Xianyu, as a lucky spectator, also wrote down a second request.
Chapter completed!