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

"Sadly, we can't even find their bodies, and no matter how many words of praise they can hear them. But the rest of our lives will continue, with their parts, and continue to live."

"Let us always remember their names and watch them silent for five minutes."

Zhang Yuan lowered his head below and sighed softly. It is hard to imagine what it would be like to wait for death alone in that place.

He suddenly felt that he was very lucky to escape from the unknown fear. Such a high and dimension-related technology is tantamount to magic for humans.

Five minutes later, the entire memorial service ended.

The memorial team left silently, leaving only the relatives and friends group crying quietly.

Zhang Yuan opened the electric wheelchair and left the room.

"Mr. Zhang, please come here. Your bionic legs have been made." At this moment, a doctor of biology said softly beside Zhang Yuan.

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

"It's a ready-made product in the laboratory and has been researched for a long time. Now, you want to be an experimental product... No, it's so great for volunteers. If you're ready, the surgery can be done right away."

Zhang Yuan shivered secretly and glanced at the doctor again. He felt that he could not bear such a life without legs, "Okay... I'll come here now."

Turn left and then take the elevator to 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 hurt a little, you have to hold on... I can only watch from the side."

Doctors cannot perform surgery on their family members, this is a rule, and Lin Xuanxuan is not an expert in this regard.

"Do you think I'm a person who is afraid of pain?" Zhang Yuan patted his chest, "I can't even cut my own flesh."

"Tsk, don't scream then!"

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

Zhang Yuan didn't know what these damn biologists had applied to their legs. It was said to be a life medicine that stimulates neurons, just like millions of ants biting wounds!

After a while, Zhang Yuan felt that his teeth were about to be broken.

The sweat dripped on his forehead on the operating table, and Zhang Yuan shivered, and couldn't help it.

He squeezed out a sentence from his voice: "Doctor, can't you give me more anesthetic?"

"No, Mr. Zhang, please bear with it a little. You can't take too much anesthetics for the reactivated neurons. Otherwise, the effect may be bad. If the response is wrong, you have to endure the pain."

He saw Lin Xuanxuan hiding beside him again, his eyes were worried and smiling non-stop, not sure if it was a gloating or some other expression.

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

After about four hours, the severe pain finally disappeared.

Zhang Yuan was exhausted and was gasping heavily on the operating table, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed.

It's simply a nightmare!

The degree of nightmare is comparable to that of nine-dimensional space!

After recovering a little bit of strength, Zhang Yuan sat up and touched his legs. The touch felt OK, not too big as normal legs.

Then he walked a few more steps on the ground, staggering a little, not very used to it, but there was no big discomfort or pain.

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

He spent all the time in a wheelchair. Although Lin Xuanxuan did not dislike him, Zhang Yuan despised himself a little.

Re-owned legs brings a heavy sense of stability.

"Technology... is so good! Biologist, great!" He exclaimed sincerely, "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 completely adjusted." The doctor in a white coat handed over a remote control: "The common amplitude of the pace of bionic legs needs to be adjusted manually. There is no appropriate parameters yet, so you walk less steadily. You can adjust to your favorite..."

"Oh, OK, thank you!"

Zhang Yuan took the remote control and kept debugging the relevant forces.

His thighs still belong to humans themselves, but the calves and joints have been replaced with bionic machinery. If the strength is not coordinated, too large or too small, it is easy to walk unsteadily.

After about half an hour, Zhang Yuan basically adjusted his habitual strength and pace, and his walking became steady, jumped upward and landed smoothly on the ground.

He was already quite satisfied with this effect.

The most important thing is that the bionic legs actually have almost the same perception as the body, which will hurt and itch.

"It also has a certain memory ability, which will record your habits and will be smoother after using it for a while."

Zhang Yuan turned around and asked with a smile: "The emergence of the Bionic School is indeed not without reason. How many times the maximum power can be adjusted? Am I a superman?"

"If you want to be a superman, you think it's beautiful!" Lin Xuanxuan looked at him for 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 high, the heat will be very high."

"We should use radioactive decay batteries, right?"

Another doctor nodded, "Usually, it's enough to change the battery every 20 or 30 years. When it sounds an alarm, it can still last for a month. If you enter hibernation, you need to remove the battery and some parts inside first, which is a little troublesome."

"Anyway, let's use it first, and debug it whenever there is any problem."

After recovering his health, Zhang Yuan was still quite excited and jumped hard.

"It seems that the transformation of bionic technology is not as difficult as imagined..."

With this kind of thought, Zhang Yuan slowly walked out of the operating room door step by step.

He has a lot to do, especially the research on high-dimensional fragments.

As the only survivor, there are many studies that really can't help without his existence.

Lin Xuanxuan suddenly caught up with her in a series of small steps, and she hesitated: "You...you should pay attention to safety and don't mess up yourself anymore. Our technology will not be fully modified."

"I know, nothing can kill me!" Zhang Yuan smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, let's go first, beg!"

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Chapter completed!