Xu Qing and the others were dumbfounded.
The moment the seven Iron Man figures emerged, she knew this was no use.
So what if they know some Tai Chi or Eagle Claw techniques?
They are essentially normal people, just a bit more agile, with stronger muscles and more active neurons.
They were still afraid of bullets, cannons, and even poison.
Let them fight these giant iron blocks one-on-one? That's just giving them a free kill.
Regardless of whether they possess fighting skills, their sheer size and imposing physique alone would leave them with nowhere to attack.
"Mr. Gao, with such skills, why not use them to serve the country instead of blocking government officials here? Isn't that going a bit too far?"
Xu Qing said in a sullen voice, his face dark.
She had heard some things about the Robotics Foundation, but she had no way of knowing the more confidential information.
How can Gao Ang be associated with that Dragon Brain No. 1?
I'm sorry, it's beyond her comprehension.
Within the realm of ordinary people's understanding, a person can excel in at most one field, but it is extremely difficult to be proficient in everything.
Aside from those legendary figures, such as Darwin and Tesla, etc.
After all, these people are just legends, and no one can say for sure what the truth is.
“Officer, don’t try to flatter me with your flattery. I don’t fall for that,” Gao Ang interrupted Xu Qing with a wave of his hand, and continued, “Besides, how do you know I haven’t served my country? Oh, you probably don’t know yet, but I was the one who created that ‘Dragon Brain No. 1’. They even wanted me to be the ‘President of a Big Foundation,’ but I couldn’t be bothered to go.”
He boasted arrogantly, leaning against the half-open door of the laboratory, swaying back and forth with his legs shaking.
Xu Qing and the other two exchanged glances; this was troublesome.
If Dragon Brain No. 1 really was created by this guy, they're definitely going to have to return empty-handed this time.
"Stop flirting with me. Dragon Brain No. 1 was just a haphazard creation, a complete accident."
He let out a long sigh, looked up at the sky, and put on a relieved expression. Gao Feng was once again acting like a drama queen.
"If I say too much, you won't understand. Anyway, it's all the same thing. Whether it's biology, physics, or chemistry, they all lead to the same thing. In the end, it all boils down to one point: energy."
Gao Ang began his deception, pouring all his research from the past few days, whether real or just speculation, into the three of them.
"If energy is used properly, physical reactions can be completely transformed into chemical reactions..."
The people around him stared at Gao Feng in disbelief, completely dumbfounded: We came here to talk about meteorites, not to listen to your cryptic pronouncements.
After nearly half an hour of rambling, Gao Ang swallowed hard, still feeling unsatisfied. "That's all for now. I doubt you'd understand if I said more. But my point is simple: this meteorite is more useful to me than to you. What do you think?"
Xu Qing and the other two had nothing to say, but it would be difficult to explain to them if they were allowed to go back like this.
"How about this," Gao Ang thought for a moment and decided to compromise, "leave the meteorite here for now, and you go back and inform your boss to come and communicate with Director Zhang and the others, how about that?"
The three exchanged glances, and Xu Qing nodded, indicating his agreement with Gao Feng's suggestion.
At 8 p.m., the leaders of all parties gathered on Changying Island.
Director Zhang from the Health Bureau, the captain of the Eastern Brigade of Bureau 303, and other departments that came to watch the spectacle, such as the Observatory and the Meteorological Bureau, etc.
Gao Ang was too lazy to argue with them, so he went upstairs to do his so-called scientific research, leaving the living room on the first floor to them.
Gao Feng upstairs heard everything that was going on downstairs; he was banging on the table one minute and jumping up and cursing the next…
"At your age, can't you just talk things out calmly?"
It wasn't until midnight that everyone finally reached an agreement:
1. The meteorite split in two, one half for each person;
2. Information related to meteorite research must be shared and not kept secret;
3, ...
Many of the regulations are just empty words; they're merely a way for both sides to save face and for themselves to back down.
After the people from Bureau 303 left with their half of the meteorite, Gao Ang then invited Director Zhang and Section Chief Zhang to have a late-night snack, which was the stir-fried noodles that he had asked Qian Sui to make.
These two are practically his staunch partners, so letting them see some understandable extraordinary things doesn't have much of an impact.
There are indeed domestic robots on the market, including those that can cook, but none are as meticulous as Chitose.
Director Zhang was clearly a man of the world; he simply gave Gao Ang a thumbs up and said, “Mr. Gao truly deserves to be called a genius. I’ll have some noodles first, and we’ll talk later.”
We were rushing all the way here and didn't even have dinner. As soon as we arrived, we had another long argument with Bureau 303, with spittle flying everywhere.
It's already past midnight, and his old bones are starting to give out.
While he was eating, Gao Ang gave Director Zhang a full-body massage.
There are no major problems. After all, he is one of the leaders of the Health Bureau and takes excellent care of himself. It's just normal deterioration of a few cells.
It took some effort to regenerate some of his depleted cells, which could be considered another form of prolonging his life.
While Director Zhang was eating, Gao Ang and Qian Sui had a brainstorming session.
"Your Excellency, you said I can reshape human cells, does that mean I can make people live forever?"
Gao Feng was both excited and a little apprehensive about his discovery.
What excites him is whether he can help his grandfather regain his energy and become vigorous again.
He was uneasy, unsure whether he had opened a Pandora's box.
"Sir, in theory, as long as all the cells in the human body remain active and viable, one can live forever, but this is only in theory."
With so many years of modern technological development, including organ transplantation, artificial blood, and even artificial organs, why is it that no one can achieve immortality?
It's definitely not an ethical issue; I suspect there are deeper, unsolvable problems at play.
Let alone the human body, even plants have a reasonable internal ecological balance.
If one were to hastily replace one or more tissues or organs, the body could barely maintain this balance after a long period of assimilation and acceptance.
However, if too many changes are made, this balance will definitely be broken.
As for how to strike this balance, I don't know.
Moreover, I feel that what you did to Director Zhang just now was not quite appropriate.
Even if your intentions were good, you have still disrupted some of the balance that existed within him.
Gao Ang understood what Qian Sui was saying, but understanding is one thing, and doing it is another.
Just like when we were kids, everyone said that children shouldn't play with fire, because they might burn themselves.
But they wouldn't listen; they insisted on playing with fire, and only learned they shouldn't play with fire after burning themselves.
Gao Ang is an adult, but he has never given up the idea of making his grandfather healthier.
This time, he only conducted a small experiment on Director Zhang on a very minor scale.
"Closely monitor Director Zhang's health condition and notify me immediately if anything unusual happens."
Just to be on the safe side, Gao Ao decided to observe for a while before making a decision.
The optimization at the cellular level differs from that in ROG's clinical trials.
Whether it's external injury or bone damage, the treatment will show obvious results to the naked eye, and there will basically be no abnormalities.
Moreover, these injuries were caused by external forces, not by cell failure.
"Comfortable!"
After finishing the last sip of soup, Director Zhang let out a satisfied burp, stood up, and paced back and forth in the living room. As for the dishes and chopsticks, the Emperor would take care of that.
"Mr. Gao, can you mass-produce this robot?"
Director Zhang hesitated for a moment, organized his thoughts, and then spoke.
"What, Director Zhang is thinking of targeting them again?"
“No, that’s not it,” Director Zhang waved his hand. “I think these robots are quite flexible, and if they can be controlled, they can still have some medical benefits.”
Director Zhang was naturally thinking about the older comrades, since people can become complacent, while robots can work 24 hours a day.
“Director Zhang, these robots are not suitable for the older comrades. After all, they are robots. I can build them and control them. Even if you agree, even if those older comrades agree, I will not agree. I don’t want to take that risk.”
Gao Feng's words immediately dispelled Director Zhang's idea.
"Hey, how can you be so gloomy at such a young age? How could I not trust you... But, if you don't want to, then forget it."
Director Zhang moved around for a while, then sat back down on the sofa and said quietly, "That pear blossom ointment you asked Xiao Zhang to take back last time has undergone clinical trials."
"Oh, how is it?"
"According to the patients, it's amazing!"
Director Zhang gave a thumbs up, a knowing smile on his face. "This stuff is no worse than ROG, and it's even more popular. Once our Pear Blossom Cream is in full production, Viagra from the mountains can be sitting in the warehouse growing mold."
The two chatted for a while longer before Director Zhang went back, while Gao Ang examined the meteorite in the dilapidated laboratory.
Aside from its magnetic properties, this meteorite doesn't seem particularly unusual, at least not on the surface.
The hardness is so-so, it's still cuttable.
Other features still need to be tested step by step.
With full force applied, every molecular image of the meteorite became crystal clear.
...
"There's nothing particularly strange about this."
I worked until 8 a.m., doing everything I could to analyze the meteorite's composition and conduct tests, but to no avail.
It can't be said that we gained nothing; we did discover some unknown elements.
However, these unknown elements are inactive in terms of optical properties and other characteristics, and are also insulators.
However, this is not necessarily a bad thing.
As long as there are unknown elements, things are easier to handle; many new inventions can be disguised using these unknown elements.
For example, the plant growth hormone he developed earlier can be said to be activated by these unknown elements, and so on.
"Sir, the city bureau's network has recently been under a lot of DDoS attacks; they seem to be looking for something."
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