Chapter 62 (Chapter 62 (Three in One)...)

No matter how shocked/frightened others were, Song Yao himself was still very satisfied with his gift.

In particular, Zhao Xiaodong was still standing next to him with a look of amazement on his face:

"Wow! Yao'er!! It's so powerful!"

Spinning in place is nothing, their spiders can also spin in place.

But while rotating, all five fingers are waving, which is very powerful.

Anyway, he doesn't have the ability to achieve it now.

Zhao Xiaodong went to see Song Yao with great admiration:

"Yao'er, how did you think of making it move its five fingers?"

Song Yao was proud at first, and then felt guilty.

How did he come up with the idea?

Of course, I came up with this idea when I was imagining "the palms of the hands facing the ground, and the fingers crawling forward in unison".

But it was too difficult to cooperate with the fingers and control the direction. Song Yao tried many methods but couldn't do it.

This evolved into the current "dance mode".

He answered his good friend vaguely: "Think carefully, think carefully, and I'll think of it."

Zhao Xiaodong didn't realize how guilty Song Yao was. He nodded with admiration and decided that starting from today, he would think about it carefully every day.

Father He was still praising all his efforts with a smile on his face:

"Not bad, not bad. I can look at these bones when I'm bored in the future... This hand dances. It's really interesting. It can really pass the time."

Song Yao listened with a proud look on his face, patted his chest and said:

"Grandpa, if you like it, we can make a dancing snake for you next time."

After he finished speaking, he secretly looked at Zhao Xiaodong.

Zhao Xiaodong didn't understand Song Yao's little idea of ​​"being afraid of snakes, so he kept trying to send it away", and he nodded happily:

"Yes! We also have a toy snake. Its internal structure is also very alive, and it must be able to dance."

Father He: "..."

other people:"……"

Dancing with one hand is weird enough.

A snake dances...

Father He swallowed:

"...No, no, it's enough to have this hand."

As he spoke, he glanced at Old Man Zhang and said loudly:

"I'm very happy that you have such a heart. After all, you are still so young, and you will give me gifts yourself."

Old Man Zhang didn't choke on him this time. He glanced at the bones of his hand that were still humming and spinning on the ground, silently picked up the crutches and went out.

He didn't want to have a hand bone and a snake dancing in the ward every day.

It’s better not to irritate Lao He.

Father He won, and his face immediately showed reserved pride.

This feeling of pride quietly dissipated after seeing that the bones of the hand had rotated due to inertia, and they had no idea when to put on the shoes and dance with the shoes.

Song Yao was even more proud.

"Wow! I didn't expect it to carry such a big thing!!"

Hehehe, what he made is indeed the best.

Yuan Jiang watched silently. When everyone finished visiting He's father and went out, he went to ask Song Yao.

"Technique of this hand?"

Song Yao thought about it very seriously:

"Grandpa Wu just told me last time that something like this is already available abroad."

For example, some foreign equipment used in fortifications use more or less similar technologies.

Although the child Song Yao was very proud that he could make it, he was not too distracted. He still knew how much this hand weighed.

When Yuan Jiang asked, the child waved his little hand and said:

"Although it can be manipulated, the grip strength is not strong enough and it cannot be made into a foreign kind of robotic hand."

Yuan Jiang was slightly disappointed, but quickly adjusted.

The child Song Yao is only eight years old. It is already very remarkable that he can achieve this level.

As an adult, he can't put too much pressure on him.

Song Yao himself didn't feel any pressure at all.

He was also very happy that Yuan Jiang Hui had an eye for pearls:

"Brother Yuanjiang, let me write a copy of its technology, and you can hand it over to the country!"

Hey hey hey.

He is really awesome.

It can be so useful as a hand toy.

Yuan Jiang nodded: "Okay."

However, he still said: "If it can be applied, the situation is tense now, and there should be no direct commendation from the above, but don't worry, these are all recorded.

At present, there is a high probability that there will only be bonuses, I hope you can understand..."

He didn't say the rest.

Because the child's eyes lit up when he heard the word "bonus".

"Wow!! Bonus! Will there really be a bonus?!"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He actually doesn't understand.

The Song family didn't treat Song Yao badly. The child always wanted to eat and drink. Why did he like money so much.

But he still said with certainty:

"Yes, there is a high probability that a bonus will be given."

Song Yao was originally recorded as a minor hero in the file. Even if the hand bone technology was like what a child said, now that he has relevant technology, the superiors will definitely give him appropriate encouragement and rewards.

After receiving a positive answer, Song Yao became excited.

He was very happy and said to 005: [005, I am making money again. 】

005 is also very happy: [The host is one step closer to the spacecraft! 】

Yes, Song Yao worked so hard to make money because he was still thinking about his spaceship.

Building a rocket costs tens of billions, and a spaceship would be even more expensive.

Although 005 said he could find the country, Song Yao still felt a little guilty.

A child has been taught by his family since he was young not to take advantage that he should not take advantage of. How could he go to the country and ask for money just to be able to fly his own spaceship?

I'm so embarrassed.

So Song Yao has been very careful about money recently.

As soon as he returned to the place where he rented an apartment, he immediately began to count his little treasury.

After counting it carefully twice, the child raised the corners of his mouth happily:

"Hey, I'm so rich."

Zhao Xiaodong is not very obsessed with money. He was happy when he first made money, but as the money became more and more, he became Buddhist.

After all, his current thoughts on saving money are only candied haws and all kinds of delicious food. Since the money is enough to last for a long time, he is too lazy to remember it anymore.

Seeing Song Yao cherishing the small money so much, Zhao Xiaodong came over curiously:

"Yao'er, what are you going to do with the money?"

After saying that, he suddenly became alert:

"You can't buy batteries secretly. If you want to buy batteries, you should also take money from our public accounts."

If they buy any more, their spider will definitely fall out of favor.

Song Yao was delighted and quietly said to Zhao Xiaodong:

"Do you remember the airplane and rocket I told you last time?"

"Remember, it's the very expensive one."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded nonchalantly at first, and then his eyes suddenly widened:

"Are you planning to make airplanes and rockets?"

"You are crazy!!"

He was completely shocked, not that Song Yao wanted to do such a powerful thing, but that...

"Where did you get tens of billions from? We don't even have a few hundred yuan now!"

Song Yao had the same idea as Zhao Xiaodong before, but after being rewarded several times by the state, his mentality changed.

"How do you know it's impossible if you don't save money? Have you heard of the saying? There is a golden house in the book, and a big fat fish in the book!

As long as we study hard, we will definitely make money! "

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

If he had heard this before, he would have just recited the meaning and passed by.

But Song Yao did earn a lot of bonuses by studying hard and working hard.

Looking at it this way, it seems that this logic is correct?

And Song Yao does look very confident...

He scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Okay... Then I will work hard."

"Then let's just save the money?"

Zhao Xiaodong was a little reluctant: "I originally said we would go eat wontons later."

When he heard about wontons, Song Yao's eyes lit up as he looked ambitious just now.

He smacked his lips a little greedily: "Then...if it's just one meal, it shouldn't cost much, right?"

Half an hour later, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong sat at the Chaos table with expectant faces, watching the shop owner put two small bowls of wontons in front of them with a smile.

The shop owner didn't have a right hand, so he brought the food one bowl at a time.

But the lack of his right hand does not hinder his skill in making wontons.

The white wontons lay quietly at the bottom of the bowl. The rich soup was sprinkled with green onion and some small shrimps. Before eating, it seemed that the tangy aroma was already smelling.

The two children happily raised their heads and said to the boss, "Thank you."

The boss smiled and said: "You're welcome, be careful because it will burn you."

Song Yao's tongue was always very tender, so he carefully scooped up a spoonful of it and whirred hard, trying to quickly cool down the delicious little wontons.

Father Song was thick-skinned and had no such scruples. He took two in one bite, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"I didn't expect that Yao'er is only seven years old and I can already raise him."

Song Yao, who had just finished breathing and was about to throw the wontons into his mouth, immediately became alert:

"Dad! I only treat you to this meal!"

Father Song waved his hand indifferently: "I don't believe you won't let me eat delicious food in the future."

Song Yao explained to him seriously: "This is the last time we eat delicious food. We will have to save money in the future. We can no longer eat whatever we want."

He also took out his small notebook: "Look, we have accounts."

Yuan Jiang, who was eating wontons in silence, subconsciously raised his eyes and saw the word "goal" clearly written on the notebook, followed by a series of numbers. Obviously, this was Song Yao's and the others' ultimate goal of saving money.

He took another look and almost choked on the wonton.

Are the dozen zeros after that number serious? ?

No matter how shocked Yuan Jiang was, Song Yao was extremely serious anyway.

He counted on his fingers: "I am eight years old this year. I want to save until I am twenty, um... that means saving 2.5 billion a year..."

Song Yao counted, and he was shocked by this number.

[005, 2.5 billion a year is so difficult. 】

005 is very confident: [Don’t worry, host, as long as you have talent, money is not an issue. 】

[There are many powerful things in our learning system that can make you money. 】

Since the last discussion with Song Yao about the issue of "where can we get the money to buy materials without StarNet investment?", 005 felt that he was still not qualified as a student of AI.

It plucked up the courage and took the initiative to inquire for the first time.

Then 005 became super confident.

It lists Song Yao:

[In the history of Zhongzhou, people who got rich by developing useful technology appeared almost every hundred years, especially from 2000 to 3000 years after the founding of the country. Host, you have studied that period of history, so you should remember it. ]

Song Yao certainly remembers it. Not only does he remember it, he is also very interested in it: [Magic Chronicle? ]

005 praised him: [Yes! Host is awesome! ]

Song Yao also thinks he is awesome.

The history class is in the first tier. It looks simple, right?

But he is taking a history class about the 4,000 years since the founding of Zhongzhou.

It is not easy to get a full score even if it is an open-book exam for 4,000 years of history.

However, although Song Yao got a full score, he remembered the history from 2000 to 3000 so clearly because that 1,000 years was called the "Magic Chronicle" in history.

Children naturally like this kind of thing.

When taking the history course of the 1,000 years, Song Yao listened to it with great interest as if he were listening to a story, so he naturally remembered it very clearly.

The reason why that thousand years was called the "Magic Chronicle" was not because Zhongzhou suddenly turned from technology to magic, but because the entire Zhongzhou fell into a deep interest in magic during that thousand years.

At first, it was in the entertainment output.

Magic elements were added to various games, and magic was also integrated into the holographic game field.

Until later, the people of Zhongzhou were not satisfied with the false sense of magic.

They decided to make something real.

Of course, there is no magic in Zhongzhou.

But it does not prevent everyone from using technology to develop various items that can make people look magical.

At first, there were various flying series, brooms, cloaks, carpets, and even someone made a flying Bagua furnace, sitting on it and flying to show off.

Then it evolved into various magic furniture.

In short, everyone was tossing around in this thousand years, countless inventions were born, and their creators naturally made a fortune.

This craze for pursuing magic lasted for a thousand years.

The reason for the end of the "Magic Chronicle" is simple:

In the 3000th year of the founding of the country, the Interstellar Alliance joined a real magic planet.

As soon as the news came out, people in Zhongzhou lined up to take a travel spaceship to watch, only to find that the witches and wizards were not as great as they imagined.

The magic of the original inhabitants of the magic planet is also based on the buoyancy of their own planet and various minerals. Once they leave the planet, they are still ordinary people.

The witches and wizards also need to practice waving their wands frequently, with long front swings and repetitive movements. Many people have rheumatoid arthritis because of this.

What makes magic fans most frustrated is:

The most popular magic product on the magic planet is actually a magic toilet.

Because using magic will change part of the physique, although it does not affect the general health, when it is reflected on the body, it becomes... Whether it is a wizard or a witch, they are constipated.

The imagined high-cold, mysterious, and full of style wizards suddenly turned into the image of being troubled by constipation and keen to buy toilets.

Isn't this outrageous?

The filter of the people of Zhongzhou who love to join in the fun was broken, and many people turned from fans to haters and cried offline.

The "magic chronicle" of a thousand years was quickly calmed down because of the appearance of real magic.

Influenced by this wave of "Ye Gong likes dragons", the "Xuxian Chronicle" that appeared later was only popular for a few decades before it ended.

Although the "Magic Chronicle" eventually became a large-scale fan-to-black scene, in this thousand years, many people became rich overnight because of inventing "magic" products.

It was because 005 turned over this record that he was full of confidence in Song Yao.

It vowed: [According to speculation, human interest in magic faded after the arrival of real magic. Host, as long as you make magic-like products, you will definitely make a lot of money. ]

Anyway, the magic planet will only report to the Interstellar Alliance 3000 years after the founding of Zhongzhou, and making magic-like products will definitely make money.

So at this moment, 005 confidently began to plan for Song Yao:

[Host, you only need to arouse the current Zhongzhou people's love for magic, and then develop magic-like products to ensure that your annual income of 2.5 billion is not a dream. ]

[Magic products are mostly divided into interest groups. Host, as long as you accumulate learning points, you will definitely be able to afford them. When the time comes, you can make them and sell them! 】

Song Yao continued with sparkling eyes: [I'm rich!!!]

Yes!!

Why didn't he think of making magic-like products before!!

Magic-like products are very profitable.

As long as they are made, let alone the raw materials for making airplanes.

He might even dream of making raw materials for making rockets.

The child was happy, but at the same time he felt that he was too careless.

How could he miss such a fun thing.

After happily opening the interest group and searching for a lot of magic-like products, Song Yao: "..."

After seeing the preview of magic products marked with the label [Super simple, you can make it yourself with your hands], the child instantly wilted.

It's not a question of whether he should let it go or not.

It's a question of whether he can make it at all.

He flipped over and over, but couldn't find one that he could make at the moment.

It's too difficult, [You can make it with your hands] is a lie.

Song Yao was visibly disappointed.

Zhao Xiaodong was happily drinking wonton soup, and when he saw his unhappy face, he was stunned:

"Little boy, what's wrong with you?"

Weren't you eating well just now?

Song Yao looked at him with a sullen look: "I found that I still don't understand a lot of things."

Zhao Xiaodong put down the bowl: "You memorize it, didn't you say so? If you don't understand, memorize it, and you will understand it sooner or later."

Song Yao shook his head and pursed his lips: "It's not the same as the book given by Uncle He. It's more difficult. Even if I try hard, it will take a long time to understand it."

He thought about it and gave Zhao Xiaodong an example:

"If our current level is 1, then what I want to learn and do is 30 billion."

Zhao Xiaodong's mouth was shaped like "0" in surprise: "Wow, 30 billion, that's harder than saving 30 billion."

Song Yao nodded depressedly with a "isn't it" expression on his face.

Then Zhao Xiaodong was finished with his surprise: "Then can't you do three first? Three and 30 billion are only two words apart."

The two adults who heard their conversation: ... Can you still calculate it this way?

Song Yao didn't think there was anything wrong with this calculation at all.

He looked up in surprise: "Yes!"

Although he can't make magic-like products now, he can make something that is close to magic! !

Everyone will definitely like it.

Just like liking the dancing hand!

The child opened the interest group with great vigor:

[005, I want to buy the simplest one! What do you think! ]

He has learned enough now, so he speaks very generously.

005 is very happy: [Okay host, I believe you can make 2.5 billion a year soon! ]

It even said considerately: [We can also plan how to arrange your daily life after becoming a billionaire. ]

Song Yao was super excited: [Wow, then I will definitely drink mutton soup every day. ]

Looking down at the almost eaten wontons in the bowl, the child added: [There are also wontons. ]

005 naturally supports him.

[It will definitely work! 】

It said: [I will add these to the plan. When you become a billionaire, you can eat wontons on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and mutton soup on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. 】

Song Yao happily added: [Tanghulu on Sunday! 】

One person reached a consensus and happily searched in the interest groups.

Seeing that the child had not found the magic-like products he wanted after flipping through several pages, 005 mustered up the courage and carefully flipped through the pages quickly.

Then he said to Song Yao: [Host, I have selected the magic-like products you may need and put them in the shopping cart. The selection weight is production difficulty | production raw materials | production cycle. 】

The first time AI acted beyond the host, it always felt a little guilty.

After all, it is an auxiliary learning AI, not a technology assistant AI.

In theory, it should not help the host to select, but the host really wants auxiliary glasses...

005 struggled for a while, and then he did the auxiliary AI thing with a guilty conscience under the data of the learning AI.

Song Yao didn't find anything wrong with this at all. He was so happy and surprised that he praised 005 again and again:

[Wow! Thank you 005, I was just wondering how long I would have to find so many pages! You are awesome!!!]

After Song Yao praised him so generously, 005's data became active again.

It said happily: [As long as the host likes it.]

[Like it!! I like it very much!!]

Song Yao was very happy. He thought he would have to spend a lot of time browsing the interest groups again today.

005 is so nice.

It must be because they are good friends, hehehe.

The child happily flipped through the shopping cart.

Only AI can filter hundreds of thousands of magic products into dozens in an instant.

Song Yao looked at them carefully one by one, and finally selected a magic-like product that looked a bit similar to his dancing hand.

[Let's take this, the puppet arm.]

005 immediately called up the purchase page of the puppet arm: [Host, the order has been placed. 】

Song Yao called up the course and watched it for a few minutes.

A few minutes later, he exited the learning system, his eyes a little straight.

Zhao Xiaodong was reluctantly drinking the last mouthful of soup, and when he turned around and saw his good friend like this, he was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"

Then his arm was grabbed by Song Yao.

The child's eyes were full of desire for knowledge: "Zhao Xiaodong!! Are you full!"

Zhao Xiaodong had a bad premonition, and he silently stepped back:

"Am I full... or... not full?"

Song Yao's eyes sparkled: "You are full!!"

Zhao Xiaodong's heart was alarmed, and just when he was about to say "Actually, I am not very full", he was pulled up by the other party.

"Let's go! Let's go back to study!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "???"

It's over.

He was too familiar with Song Yao's state.

This guy must have another inspiration.

Zhao Xiaodong tried to struggle:

"It's not good to study so early in the morning, we are on summer vacation.

And I'm not full yet, I think I can eat another bowl, hey, don't pull me."

Song Yao pulled Zhao Xiaodong forward with a proud and confident look:

"Believe me! As long as we work hard!! We will definitely become billionaires in the future! Then you can eat wontons every day!"

Zhao Xiaodong said with a bitter face: "I don't want to eat wontons every day, I prefer to eat pork elbows."

Song Yao waved her hand: "Don't mention small elbows!! Big elbows are no problem!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

What should I do if I'm a little tempted.

He half believed and half doubted: "You didn't lie to me? Can I really eat big elbows every day?"

Song Yao was full of confidence: "Hehe, do you know about puppet arms?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "...I don't know."

Song Yao happily introduced the puppet arm to him:

"Puppet arms can be installed on any part of the human body, and they are sensitive and can receive various external blows. They can also control activities through muscle signals and help people lift various heavier objects. The most important thing is!"

"It's very handsome!!!"

Steel body, black body, and can freely eject the knife stuck between the fingers.

The smooth lines and gorgeous movements made Song Yao wish he could make it now and install it on himself.

He now particularly understands the welcome of this kind of magic tool by everyone in the Magic Chronicle.

He also wants one!

Especially when he saw the course demonstration video, the super handsome arm was slightly bent, and the sharp knife popped out instantly.

——Swish!

It only took a few seconds to cut the watermelon.

It neatly placed the slices of watermelon on the plate, and even carved a boat on one of the slices.

Then the slogan sounded: "Puppet arm, a magic product, although not as easy to use as a robot, not as obedient as a robot, and not as many functions as a robot."

"But! It! Is cool!"

Song Yao was very moved after watching the entire demonstration video.

The child saw such a cool thing for the first time, and it was even cooler than the spider he made.

He was excited for a long time and found that Zhao Xiaodong had no reaction, and suddenly realized:

"I will draw it for you and you will know!"

Then he took out his notebook for drawing designs and started drawing on it.

Because he saw the real thing, the child was full of inspiration, and he drew very quickly this time.

After entering the house, he had already finished drawing.

Song Yao handed the notebook to Zhao Xiaodong with a confident look on his face.

Zhao Xiaodong took a look:... Why would a chicken claw look cool?

He scratched his head and looked at Yuan Jiang who had caught up with him.

Yuan Jiang immediately looked away, concentrating on the scenery outside the window.

He pouted: "Okay, then I'll accompany you to study for a while."

Song Yao immediately flipped out the book with an expectant look:

"Come on!"

"Let's study quickly. After we learn well, we will go buy materials and make puppet arms. It must be more popular than the dancing hand!"

Hehehe, Song Yao thought happily: I'm going to be a billionaire.

After some study, the two children went to buy materials under the protection of Yuan Jiang.

Song Yao tried to brainwash Zhao Xiaodong all the way:

"Don't think it's difficult and don't do it. We are geniuses. Nothing can defeat us!"

Zhao Xiaodong looked devastated: "Little boy, that chicken claw... no, puppet arm, it's really difficult."

"I've been thinking about it all morning today and my head is about to explode. I'm about to cry from studying. Why are you still so energetic?"

Of course, it's because they are super happy when they think they will become billionaires.

Song Yao was very happy: "Because as long as we make it, we will get rich!"

The child was full of fighting spirit: "Before we make it, no matter how big the difficulties are, we will overcome them!"

"The days of eating wontons on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, mutton soup on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, and eating candied haws on Sunday are just around the corner!"

Zhao Xiaodong was barely encouraged by what he said: "Okay, then let's go back to read after buying the materials.

They made a list of materials before going out.

After buying them one by one strictly according to the list of materials, Song Yao suddenly felt something was wrong.

He took out the small bag where he kept his money and opened it to take a look: "Why did you spend it all?"

Zhao Xiaodong didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at this moment. He yawned and answered casually:

"Those materials are so expensive, it's normal to spend them all. "

Song Yao felt that it was not normal at all.

Didn't they say they were going to make money?

How come they spent all their own money before they made any money?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt:

"Then, what about our 135 wontons and 246 mutton soup..."

The child's tears began to accumulate in his eyes: "We can't eat them anymore..."

Zhao Xiaodong was stunned by his crying:

"Eh? Don't cry, mutton soup is at the station, we can't buy it anyway, and we don't have to eat so well, just eat some candied haws on weekdays."

Song Yao cried: "But we can't even afford candied haws now..."

Zhao Xiaodong was stunned and shocked:

"We can't even afford candied haws? ! "

Song Yao nodded with red eyes and opened the empty bag to show him.

The child couldn't help feeling wronged when he thought about spending all the money before earning any.

[Wuwuwuwu 005, that's not what the plan said...]

005 felt guilty.

It only calculated how much money it could earn, but didn't calculate how much it would cost to make the puppet arm:

[Host, you just don't have money now, you will definitely become a billionaire in the future.]

That's right.

They will definitely become super rich in the future.

Song Yao sniffed and said to Zhao Xiaodong, who was also beginning to accumulate tears:

"It doesn't matter, we will be billionaires in the future, and the short-term sacrifice is worth it. "

He went to see Yuan Jiang again, trying to get the adults' affirmation: "Brother Yuan Jiang, we will definitely be billionaires in the future, right!"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He looked at the tip of the child's red nose: "...I think so."

Song Yao became more confident.

"I am a billionaire! I won't cry for a string of candied haws!"

He went to encourage Zhao Xiaodong: "You too! Don't cry! We billionaires are very high-end!"

Zhao Xiaodong looked at the empty bag in his hand, wondering if he was about to cry:

"But, but even if we become billionaires in the future, we still can't afford to eat candied haws now..."

Song Yao was stunned for a second.

Then the tears that had just stopped started to accumulate again, and he tried hard to convince himself:

"Wuuu... Science, scientific progress requires sacrifice, we just sacrificed the candied haws... Wuuuuuuuu!!"

As he spoke, the child's mentality collapsed:

"I don't want to sacrifice the candied haws, why should scientific progress sacrifice the candied haws? Wuuuuuuuu!!"

Before Yuan Jiang could stop him, he saw the child close his eyes, raise his head, and burst into tears.

Before he had time to react, Zhao Xiaodong also burst into tears.

Yuan Jiang, who had not yet understood how "sacrifice for scientific progress" and "candied haws" were linked, said: "..."

He was caught in the middle, with crying in his ears, and he couldn't move.

Because the two future billionaires were holding one of his arms aggrievedly.

He cried very loudly for the sacrifice of the candied haws.