"No wonder researchers often die young; this job is just too exhausting!"
He stretched habitually and muttered something under his breath.
However, when he saw the palm-sized piece of new material, his mood improved considerably.
It has a dark golden metallic luster and feels cold to the touch.
It is not very hard; it would even be an exaggeration to say that it is a liquid metal.
Although it is not very hard, it is strong enough.
Gao Ang tested it, and with his current strength, he couldn't leave a single mark on it with an ordinary kitchen knife.
It's not that there were no marks, just a dent. As soon as the knife was removed, the mark quickly disappeared, as if no force had been applied.
"This is... shape memory metal?"
Shape memory metals with liquid-like properties?
The reason why the new material is liquid may be related to its molecular structure.
The high number of epidermal cells, meeting the body's own needs, certainly indicates a high degree of elasticity.
Therefore, the newly created material has strong ductility.
If we change its molecular structure to something else, wouldn't it become a normal solid material?
"Solid-state shape memory metal... It feels like this thing actually existed in history."
After a moment's thought, Gao Ang recalled a weapon from his junior high school textbook: the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue.
The legend that the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue, possesses the function of shape-memory metal has been around for a long time and can be roughly divided into two versions.
The first version is the official one, which describes the situation at the site when cultural relics workers were excavating the sword:
When this sword was unearthed, it was pressed down at a certain angle, and this angle was visible to the naked eye.
When the staff removed the heavy object that was pressing on it, a miracle happened: the sword "whooshed" back to its original state!
And it's perfectly straight, as if it has never been bent.
Imagine, a bronze weapon from thousands of years ago, which has been suppressed for more than two thousand years, can be restored to its original state. What else could it be but memory metal?
The second thing is a popular legend:
During the testing of the Goujian Sword, a high temperature was used to test its performance.
However, the testing was not rigorous enough, and the sword was heated too high at once, resulting in a serious accident due to excessive force being applied.
In an instant, the sword twisted and became a twisted sword.
The testers were shocked. Damaging a rare national treasure is a serious crime; at the very least, it would mean being dismissed from public office, if not jail time.
To make matters worse, the sword was to be sent to the Northeast for exhibition the next day, so the truth could no longer be kept secret.
Left with no other option, the testers had to take the sword from the Beihu Provincial Museum to the icy and snowy Northeast.
At that time, the temperature in Northeast China was extremely low, reaching as low as minus thirty degrees Celsius.
Upon arriving in Harbin, the testers nervously opened the box, preparing to report the mistake to their supervisor, when something shocking happened.
The Goujian Sword, which had been exposed to the bitter cold, had returned to its original state and was no longer twisted as it had been before.
In the 1960s, Dongguo's metal technology was backward, and no one knows why.
In the 1970s, the West suddenly began to vigorously develop shape memory metals, and the Chinese people realized that the Goujian Sword might have been made of shape memory metals.
Later, both the Academy of Sciences and the technical staff of the Beihu Provincial Museum conducted scientific research on the Goujian Sword, but no one knew the result.
But the story of the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue, is not over yet.
On March 20, 2019, the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue during the Spring and Autumn Period, was listed as one of the third batch of cultural relics prohibited from being exhibited abroad…
"A travel ban is interesting!"
Gao Feng had always held the content in textbooks in awe and blind obedience.
However, as his knowledge and experience broadened, his perspective on problems also changed.
For example, the claim of "returning to normal" might actually be true.
However, he didn't believe a word of any claims that the restoration was due to the ancients' mastery of advanced alloy technology.
Are there technologies that people in ancient times could master, but people in modern times cannot?
Is modern technology less advanced than that of ancient times?
There can only be one explanation: modern people have analyzed and mastered the principle of restoring Goujian's sword to its original state, but they are limited by the upper limit of current science and technology and can only stare blankly!
Proving this conjecture is simple; Gao Feng only needs to go to the Beihu Provincial Museum to see the composition of the Goujian Sword, which is suspected of containing shape memory metal.
"No rush, whether it memorizes or not isn't the key. Let's get this smart car working first..."
Today is the 14th, and there are only a few days left until the time the old man mentioned for him to go to Beijing. If he doesn't hurry, he might have to go empty-handed.
Use your fingernails and teeth to divide the material into two pieces. One piece will be used as the electrode material for the EEG amplifier, and the other piece will be kept for other experiments.
After much deliberation, Gao Ang decided to first create a wired brain-computer interface system.
It's something similar to an electroencephalogram (EEG) device, where you attach a small metal plate with electrodes to your head.
One reason is the time constraint; he hasn't had time to access the brainwave identification and precise positioning system yet.
If wireless is used, this smart car is very likely to be interfered with by other people's brainwaves.
On the other hand, he was worried that these elders were, after all, quite old, and the activity level in their brain regions was not as strong as that of young adults. Since wired electrodes were attached to the scalp, collecting brainwave signals was more reliable.
As for whether this wired brain-computer interface system will be helmet-style or headset-style, he hasn't decided yet.
"Your Excellency, what do you think?"
"Each has its own advantages. Helmet-style helmets have stronger signal acquisition capabilities, but from an aesthetic point of view, they are a bit ugly. Even if the appearance is optimized, it still has to be worn on the head, which cannot be eliminated; so I prefer the headphone style."
Headphones are not far from the cerebral cortex. Although they are certainly different from helmets, the difference should be negligible.
Also, sir, you haven't forgotten, have you? When you were doing the experiment before, weren't you wearing wired headphones?
Upon hearing Qian Sui mention this, Gao Ang immediately remembered it.
He did conduct experiments, and wired headphones do indeed have a certain signal conduction effect.
He deduced at the time that the magnetic pole signal entered the computer via the headphone cable.
"Then let's go with headphones!"
It took another afternoon for Gao Ang to finally get the smart mobility scooter passably working.
While it may be described as so-so, it is actually quite fully functional and easy to use.
Of course, all of these have been verified by him personally.
He did not deliberately use magnetic pole signals, and even deliberately relaxed himself to make the cells in his cerebral cortex as inactive as possible.
Watching the little mobility scooter zipping around in the yard, he felt a bit awkward.
Who should we ask to conduct the experiment?
Going home to find Grandpa is the safest option, but the trip takes a lot of time, almost half a day. If something is not up to standard and I have to go back and fix it myself... then I probably won't have enough time.
"So we still need to look around Shanghai."
But who should we contact?
Who can trust him, not betray his secret, and even help him perfect it?
Forget about my senior; people within the system are bound by too many disciplinary regulations, which is too inconvenient.
He figured his senior sister wouldn't betray him, but Gao Feng still felt it wasn't quite right to ask her to give him such a secret.
"Your Excellency, do you think there's a risk of exposure if we let Senior Sister test this brain-computer interface system?"
Gao Ang already had the answer in his heart, but he still habitually wanted to ask Qian Sui for advice.
"What Senior Sister Du says should be reliable, so you don't need to have any concerns."
To Gao Feng's surprise, Qian Sui gave a direct and affirmative answer, and an absolute one at that.
Why?
He became curious; was there some other explanation behind this?
"Based on your expertise in psychology, and combined with data from the internet and some archives, I have simulated a personal behavior prediction guide."
Of course, while this guide is supposed to predict individual behavior, it's not as far-fetched as some claim.
Its main function is to predict an individual's choice under certain conditions, such as choosing between black and white or right and wrong.
"Isn't this just big data fortune telling...?"
Gao Ang rolled his eyes at Qian Sui, "I thought it was some kind of cutting-edge technology."
"Well, individual behavior is included in big data fortune telling. You can think of the former as a subdivision of the latter."
Gao Ang can understand what Qian Sui is saying; isn't a person's life just a combination of various behaviors?
"Alright, you can continue."
"Okay, I've included people with whom my husband has a decent relationship in this guide for evaluation, and the results are as follows:"
Senior Brother Cao Kun, his personality...
"Stop talking," Gao Ang waved his hand to interrupt Qian Sui's explanation, "Just tell me the result, tell me who you think is the most suitable candidate."
He had a plan in mind, but he didn't want Qian Sui to open this door.
"The two most suitable people are both girls."
"Could one of them be the senior sister?"
Gao Feng guessed.
"No, Senior Sister knows too many people. After all, she's a strong woman. If she knew..."
"Stop, don't tell me the reason," Gao Ang wanted to slap himself. Why did he always have to guess? "Who is it? Stop keeping me in suspense."
"It's not that I'm trying to keep you in suspense, it's just that you keep interrupting me..."
Chisui looked so wronged; if he had any expression, he would definitely look adorable at this moment.
Gao Ang didn't reply, but waved his hand, signaling him to continue.
"These two people would never guess that one is Xia Weiwei and the other is Wan Xinyue!"
Chitose finally gave the final answer.
"Xia Weiwei? Wan Xinyue?"
Gao Ang couldn't quite understand Xia Weiwei, but Qian Sui's explanation did seem to make some sense.
Unlike her senior brother Cao Kun, her reason for working at the Municipal Bureau was largely because she wanted to find out the truth about her parents' deaths.
Moreover, her family is wealthy, so she doesn't crave money.
As for Wan Xinyue... he was a little unsure.
Qian Sui didn't rush to explain; he knew Gao Yang's temper.
Between the two candidates, Gao Feng still leans slightly towards Wan Xinyue.
Xia Weiwei's identity, after all, always gave him an urge to resist.
Moreover, Xu Qing, that short-haired woman, is planning to recruit her into Bureau 303, and has even already done so.
If she finds out about this secret, wouldn't that mean Bureau 303 also knows about it?
Although brain-computer interfaces are bound to be available sooner or later, he still doesn't plan to have much contact with Bureau 303.
As for Wan Xinyue... judging from the previous inferences, there is indeed a tiny bit of logical support for them.
First of all, this woman doesn't have many messy relationships with other departments, and even if she does, they are all on a business level.
On a business level, this woman is not short of money either. She can level up to the maximum level just by watching a live stream. Her net worth must be at least several hundred million.
Moreover, with Gao Feng's help, she recently obtained the title of vice president of the Robotics Foundation. Once her robotics company goes public, she will be able to make another killing.
More importantly, the sickle that Gao Ang handed her was the one that enabled her to harvest these chives.
People from Jiangnan are very shrewd; they know who they can offend and who they can't. So, from a self-interest perspective, this can be explained.
Most importantly, this woman is a die-hard superhero fan!
You can get a glimpse of her personality just from her WeChat profile picture and background.
Moreover, the initial reason for collaborating with her was that she planned to bring her Sailor Moon series to life.
Thinking about it this way, Gao Ang felt like he had found the key.
"Your Excellency, are you attracted to Wan Xinyue's personal preference for robots?"
"Yes, sir. This is especially important. Judging from Wan Xinyue's resume, she is obsessed with robots and superheroes. For someone like her, no amount of profit can stop her determination to pursue superheroes. To put it bluntly, even if you gave her brain-computer interface technology, she might not sell it for money. Instead, she would build a bunch of robots to play with herself!"
Men might consider fame and fortune, but for a woman so obsessed with superheroes, personal desires come first; nothing else matters.
Selfish desires... Hearing Qian Sui use this word, Gao Ang felt something was off.
But he was too lazy to argue with him about the inappropriate wording, and continued, "I hope your judgment is correct. Contact her as soon as possible."
"Please do it yourself, sir."
"Um?"
Gao Ang glanced at Qian Sui in surprise. This guy rejected him?
Then came a pleasant surprise, which indicated that Qian Sui was gradually breaking free from the category of biological computer and was striving step by step toward self-awareness.
However, he then had some concerns.
Will this kind of rejection become the norm?
Will this refusal evolve into outward compliance but inward defiance as the consciousness of a thousand years evolves?
He didn't know, and couldn't predict, but he could only force himself to believe that this kind of evolution was good.
Gao Ang took out his phone and sent a message to Lao Wan: Help! It's urgent and crucial!
It included the coordinates of Changying Island, but nothing else was mentioned.
Lao Wan's reply was also quite interesting: ? ? ? ?
A bunch of question marks.
"Oh, this is great news, absolutely great news for you. When have I ever lied to you?"
"Hmmmm, you've never lied to me before, but that doesn't mean you won't lie to me this time."
Wow, who said Xiong Da is brainless? This woman is quite wary.
"This is absolutely not a lie, it's really a good thing!"
Gao Ang repeated the words "good thing" again.
"real?"
"It's true, it couldn't be more true!"
"Okay, but you have to treat me to a big meal."
A grand meal?
What kind of fancy meals hasn't this rich kid eaten? Why does he need to eat at my place?
Gao Ang was a little confused, but whatever, he agreed first. He could always ask Qian Sui to prepare a table for her later.
A meal prepared by an intelligent robot is truly unique; it should be considered a "feast."
Gao Feng readily agreed to Lao Wan's request and happily turned off his phone screen.
"Hey, Chitose, how's your cooking?"
"It's alright. I have all the recipes online in my head. In terms of skill, I should be comparable to a Michelin three-star chef. But I can't do anything about some of the more unique or family recipes."
The Emperor spread his hands, looking helpless.
His data and information all come from the internet or from his own research.
But asking him to invent a dish himself... is still quite difficult.
It's not impossible, it's just not happening now.
Old Wan is quite a character. He kept saying he was afraid of being fooled, but two and a half hours later, he arrived at Changming Island.
"Did you fly here?"
Feeling that his statement might be ambiguous, Gao Ang quickly changed the word, "taken by plane..."
Old Wan gave him a charmingly disdainful look. "We're all adults, I'm not that petty," she said, then changed the subject. "Driving? It's not the weekend, so it's fine except for a little traffic in the city. But if it were any other time, I'd probably have to take the high-speed rail or drive here in the middle of the night."
At this point, Lao Wan was slightly unhappy.
Why?
Gao Ang turned around curiously and glanced at her beautiful long hair that was fluttering in the sea breeze.
He really liked her long, straight black hair.
"Because of the new policy in Shanghai, vehicles with non-Shanghai license plates can only enter the inner ring road, including the Middle Ring Elevated Road, from 10 pm to 8 am the next day."
Gao Ang nodded in sudden realization, "I've heard about this, but I didn't pay much attention to it. What can I do? I have a Shanghai license plate!"
At this point, he was once again overjoyed at his brilliant decision.
"Tch, what's so great about having a Shanghai license plate... It's not like you've ever driven into the city."
Old Wan rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.
She actually guessed right. Although Gao Ang's license plate was from Shanghai, he had never actually enjoyed this kind of treatment.
He used to be a typical homebody, basically just wandering around Pudong, the rural area of Shanghai.
He hadn't really been to the other bustling areas much.
"Tell me, what is it that made me come all this way?"
Smoothing his hair, Lao Wan leaned against the motorboat, bobbing gently with each slight jolt.
"What's the rush? You'll know when we get there."
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