Chapter 97 Ke Bowen and Xia Ya's Spirit

"What, Ke Bowen is not a human?" Chen Yi was shocked. When he was shocked, his ability to use was biased. The chest of the VF-1A robot suddenly swelled up a big bag, as if the robot had failed to go to Thailand for surgery; he quickly manipulated the metal to make up for it.

He once had some speculation about Ke Bowen's rigid face, but he didn't expect the result to be so amazing. You should know that whether it is a human or not determines the difference between a power and a power-like creature, and also determines the use of power props by a power person. So, is his expressionless face a legendary human skin mask or a creation of simulation technology?

"So, what kind of creature is he?" Chen Yi's thoughts flew for a moment and opened his mouth a little late. On the contrary, Liu Lang, who had never seen Ke Bowen, asked first: "Is he the Transformers Hermit warrior who came to the world, or the Na Mekusei with a human skin mask?"

"Uh... this, neither." The melody was also embarrassing by Liu Lang's divergent thinking. He didn't expect Liu Lang to think so far: "Ke Bowen's ability is called an electronic elf. In fact, he is talking about himself."

"So, how about the specific point? It's not easy to understand this statement." Chen Yi pulled his thoughts back and continued to ask, "Is he a robot?"

"Ye-huh, now Ke Bowen is a robot." Melody said, "After his death, he awakened his ability. From that day on, he continued to live in this world as an electronic elf."

"Well, I'm still confused. Well, let's not ask questions, just start from the beginning." Chen Yi interrupted Liu Lang's action of asking questions, but let the melody organize the language by himself.

"Well, I'll start from the beginning. It's a long story." The melody made sense and looked at Chen Yi, who put down his work and knitted a chair for himself with metal; and Liu Lang, who was sitting on the ground, began to talk about Ke Bowen's internal gossip.

"Ke Bowen's identity was the heir of an overseas heavy industry tycoon. From this point of view, he is probably the richest of all capable people. The child's mechanical genius once made people think that he was a power - but after that, he found that it was just a sub-ability. The melody's expression was quite fascinated. For a senior mechanical enthusiast like him, Ke Bowen had almost all the resources he dreamed of: mechanical genius, sufficient funds, and a large factory for him to turn his imagination into reality.

"As early as when he was a primary school student, he was able to make his own robots and participate in the robot fighting competition." In the face of such a genius, the eyes of the melody are about to shine: "It's a pity that beautiful days are always short, which is no exception for him."

"So, what happened to him?" Chen Yi didn't want to ask questions, just to help the melody answer.

"When he was eleven years old, he was diagnosed with myasthenia gravis, which was very serious." The melody seemed to put himself in, saying that Ke Bowen was sick and his mood was depressed: "The doctor said that he could not live to be fifteen years old, but in fact, he only lived to be thirteen years old."

"So although it is not said on the surface, the identity of the heir has been transferred to other brothers, and a large number of resources that can be called have been deprived. What can really be used is a small automobile factory with an annual turnover of less than two million US dollars, and it has been used for years. Loss." The 'indignation' in the heart of the melody almost hung on his face, but Chen Yi didn't have much feeling: although this approach is very realistic, if a heavy industry tycoon could not do this, his industry would have collapsed long ago.

What's more, it's good to give a factory with tens of millions of turnover (US dollars and RMB) every year to give a child who has been sentenced to reprieve to have fun. Even if this small car factory has been losing money for years, after all, it is its own son, such a huge industrial chain, and a factory can't maintain it. That's the biggest joke.

However, the melody obviously doesn't think so. He just feels that his idol has changed from the treatment that the original first heir can call any resources to the treatment that can only call a small factory, which is greatly wronged: "But even so, the strong will always be strong, in the last two years of his life. He applied for a lot of patents on mechanical design, and also expanded the output value of this small factory more than ten times - this has nothing to do with management, purely because of those scientific research achievements.

"Can you imagine?" The melody seemed to be uplifting, and Junxiu's face had a feverish look: "A weak teenager even needs the care of others to drink water, but he can leave more than 30 patents for the whole world in just two years, and at the same time bring a small factory back to life. How is this? Talented!"

"So, what about that?" Although Chen Yi felt that the melody was off topic, he did not interrupt his words, but continued to stubble.

"Then..." Melody's face suddenly turned gray: "He's dead. All the patents belong to their family.

"I'm not talking about patents, but Ke Bowen himself." Chen Yi had to interfere with the topic of melody again and let him quickly return to the topic: "What happened after Ke Bowen's death?"

"Yes, what happened after Ke Bowen's death?" Liu Lang also asked impatiently. He had listened to a lot of bedding and wanted to listen to the text.

"Okay... I'm off topic." The melody pulled the topic back: "At that time, Ke Bowen died in the studio and died of double heart failure caused by excessive fatigue and myasthenia gravis - if he was not too tired, I'm afraid it would not be impossible to live to the age of 15."

"At the moment before his death, he awakened his ability." The melody was excited again: "That's the electronic elf! He became an ethereal spirit body, which can assimilate with machinery and become his own body with machinery. From then on, Liu Haiwen, who was originally a human teenager, died; what is alive is the electronic elf, the mechanical life body Ke Bowen!"

"It's over?" After a short cold scene, Chen Yi asked cautiously.

"It's over. didn't Ke Bowen return to China later, and then he joined the secret service team, and then it's like this." The melody shrugged its shoulders, indicating that the whole process is so simple.

"Okay..." Chen Yi patted Liu Lang's shoulder and said to the melody, "Now that we know Ke Bowen's identity, so can you explain why Ke Bowen didn't design Gundam?"

"Do you still need to say this?" Melody looked hateful: "Ke Bowen's ability is not to make Gundam, and he is so paranoid about machinery, so all his research is based on the scientific level, and the part that can't be solved needs to be supplemented by power."

"So, he hasn't conquered the movement system of the bipedal robot, hasn't he?" Chen Yi immediately understood the reason. It can make a mechanical genius helpless. To put it bluntly, it is the coordination problem of the sports system - this requires multi-party cooperation across majors, rather than a mechanical genius, which can be easily solved.

"Yes, that's why." The melody nodded.

Although Chen Yi and Melody understand this problem thoroughly, Liu Lang is still a little confused: "What's wrong with the sports system? Isn't the sports system made by Ke Bowen not perfect? Although Gundam has not been made, the various parts of the power armor are very coordinated.

"Well, let me answer this question." Chen Yi turned his head to teach Liu Lang: "First of all, the biggest problem of the sports system is the balance and coordination during exercise - in other words, how to let a robot walk instead of falling."

Chen Yi controlled the projection of the computer and called up several international robot videos, most of which are toys with stiff movements: "In terms of technology, the operating system that controls the subtle balance system is still in the research and development stage. And in terms of application, it is still a prototype. This kind of thing, which is like instinct in human beings, is put into the computer, and the amount of calculation is very large - at this stage, there is no way to solve it from the level of science and technology.

"So, what about using the means of power?" Liu Lang is still a little unwilling. Since he can't do it in science and technology, he can use power to complete it.

"Hasn't there already been a result by means of power?" Chen Yi pointed to a power armor waiting for processing standing in the corner of the plant of the prop department: "That's not to amplify the **ness of the human body to the movement of the body through the technology of power, and also to amplify the reaction speed of the body to the internal human body, so that human beings can complete the calculation, that is, to take over."

"Isn't this an individual device?" Liu Lang still didn't give up: "There are also G Gundam in it. Why can't you use it?"

"G Gundam's somatosensory device, the feedback method is wrong." Chen Yi shook his head: "Don't think about how the internal human body protects itself without safety equipment after the same action is magnified ten times; that is, the difference in vision is already in big enough trouble."

"Difference in vision? Isn't it a holographic panorama?"

Liu Lang incarnates 100,000 whys, but Chen Yi is still very patient: "Although this is the case, when it is really used, the difference will be very big. Well, aren't your abilities and McGraden's complementary? Tomorrow you go to McGraden and ask him to realize a G Gundam. Don't use your ability to see if you can manipulate the body well.

"Okay..." Liu Lang also knew that he could not get a result, so he had to put down the topic.

"Well, let's finish this quickly, and then I'll make you another Shazabi. May the spirit of Hong San bless you, Amen." Chen Yi randomly drew a cross on his chest and joked with Liu Lang.

"The spirit of red and three, isn't it just repeated big breaks..." Liu Lang is embarrassing, Xia Ya's driving skills are beyond doubt, but his luck has not been good, and his body has been blown up one after another.

"No, there is a red spirit, that is, no matter how bad the body is, the driver will not have an accident." Chen Yi said seriously, "You can see that Xia Ya's special series is so bad, but he can live from the beginning of the war to 1993."

"Jong..." Liu Lang immediately pounced on the street.