In the ward, Zhang Zhai was lying on his side on the bed, turning over from time to time, as if he was very uncomfortable lying on the bed.

"Click!" The door of the ward opened, and Zhang Zhai's attending doctor and Spider came in behind him.

"Hey..." Zhang Zhai had his back to the door, but by the sound of footsteps, he knew who had come in.

He sighed, stopped lying on the bed, and simply sat up.

"Old Cheng, when do you think you can let me out?" Zhang Zhai said helplessly.

Lao Cheng was Zhang Zhai's attending doctor. He smiled and shook his head, "Zhai Shen, although I admire you very much, you are my patient now and I have to be responsible for you. You should rest for two more days."

Lao Cheng was half a fan of Zhang Zhai, but he flatly refused Zhang Zhai's request.

"It's been almost a week, Lao Cheng, do you think my spirit still needs to be cultivated?" Zhang Zhai felt that he had never been so idle in his life.

My body is fine and my mental state is good, but I spend most of my time lying in bed.

It’s so uncomfortable!

"To be precise, it is six days. Although you have rested for six days, it is not enough. If Zhai Shen, you go to the laboratory immediately after leaving the hospital, then you should stay well in the hospital. Otherwise, you will be discharged in the morning, or you will be discharged in the afternoon.

It’s back again.”

"Your current physical condition, according to Chinese medicine, is a deficiency of qi and blood, but according to Western medicine, it is kidney deficiency."

Hearing the word "kidney deficiency", Zhang Zhai almost exploded, but he still didn't have an attack. After a long time, he sighed,

"Experiments can't be done, research can't be done. Staying in the hospital is like being in jail. Lao Cheng, just tell me, how long is my sentence?"

"Four days, you can be discharged from the hospital in four days." Lao Cheng checked Zhang Zhai and then said.

"In the past few days, as before, try to avoid high-intensity brain use, and try to sleep as much as possible if you can. If you really can't sleep, you can also do things you should do at your age, such as flirting with girls and playing games.

, or read novels.”

"There are no such things in my life." Zhang Zhai rolled his eyes.

"Then your life is really sad." Lao Cheng said.

"If there were, I would feel sad. Life is short and dreams are difficult, so how can we waste so much time. If I could live for thousands of years, then I would definitely waste twenty years before talking about anything else."

"Thousands of years? With your efforts, I estimate that if I live over eighty years old, it's all thanks to the advancement of medicine."

…

Twenty minutes later, Lao Cheng left, and Zhang Zhai kicked Spider out in the name of sleeping.

In the ward, Zhang Zhai was alone, leaning on the bedside, with a complicated look on his face.

"Are there four days left?" Zhang Zhai murmured in a low voice, "It should be enough time, it should be enough time."

"A1, link me to the Terminator robot numbered 13512, and convert the first-person view image it receives into the holographic screen." Zhang Zhai raised his head and ordered A1.

"Okay, linking 13512 Terminator robot... to switch to its first-person view."

Zhang Zhai stared at the screen motionless. After being linked, the 13512 Terminator robot stopped moving and stood in place.

At this time, what is shown on the screen is a closed space.

This is a very wide space, located below Zhang Zhai's independent laboratory building and below the two-floor underground laboratory.

To be precise, it is ten meters underground, with an area as large as at least three football fields. At this time, thousands of Terminator robots are busy in this huge space.

These thousands of robots are not part of the previous 100,000 robots, but were produced by Zhang Zhai bypassing Xihe Technology and directly giving instructions to the Terminator factory.

In other words, only Zhang Zhai knows about these thousands of robots.

Thousands of Terminator robots spent a day secretly excavating this huge space that is the size of several football fields and more than five meters high underground under Zhang Zhai's laboratory.

At this time, thousands of robots seemed to be building a very large instrument, almost filling the entire space.

This is an extremely large ring-shaped device. The outermost circle is surrounded by a giant pipe with a diameter of one meter, and the inner circle is also surrounded by a one-meter-thick pipe, and gradually moves towards the center like a whirlpool.

In the center of the pipeline, there is a huge complex instrument that occupies three-quarters of the size of a standard football field. However, the exposed parts at this time show that it is far from complete.

Zhang Zhai controlled Terminator 13512 to observe the entire instrument from all aspects to determine whether the instrument was constructed normally.

Finally, twenty minutes later, Zhang Zhai finally withdrew his gaze.

"A1, cut off the link."

"Okay, Father."

…

"It should be almost done. This is the most important equipment for realizing anti-gravity. I hope it can be built as scheduled." Zhang Zhai said with a slight smile on his face, silently in his heart.

This is the most important equipment for the realization of anti-gravity. Zhang Zhai needs to rely on this equipment to obtain the most important special particles, which is the foundation for the realization of anti-gravity.

Zhang Zhai completed the design of the entire equipment alone, and he did not even let him participate in the A1.

In other words, apart from Zhang Zhai, only A1 knew about the existence of this most important anti-gravity device.

And what exactly is going on with the design of this device.

Even A1 was kept in the dark. A1 knew that this was the most important device for achieving anti-gravity, but he did not know how this device was designed.

The only one who knows about it is Zhang Zhai.

"Ding! The anti-gravity box has been mastered: 95%"

A prompt sounded in Zhang Zhai's ears, and Zhang Zhai couldn't help but smile.

"Four days, four days... almost..." Zhang Zhai murmured, looking up at the ceiling.

…

Zhang Zhai was lying on his side on the bed, with the camera in his hand.

"Live broadcast: Create a new world with bare hands. This live broadcast is not over yet, let us continue."

These days, in his free time, Zhang Zhai spends his time live broadcasting, and every time he starts, he has to say this.

"One live broadcast should be broadcast as several segments, or several live broadcasts should be broadcast as one. Zhai Shen, you are no one else."

"I don't care about the new world anymore. I just want to know, Zhai Shen, why are you lying down and broadcasting live?"

"The male anchor makes millions a month by live streaming from his bed!"

Zhang Zhai was lying on his side, holding a camera in his left hand, "The doctor told me to rest more. If you can lie down, don't sit. If you can sit, don't stand. So I'm sorry everyone."

"As for the title of the live broadcast? Let me tell you a little bit. In fact, it has been going on, but you can't see it."

"Wait a minute, it will be soon. You will understand what the new world is soon."

Zhang Zhai spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, with a somewhat mysterious tone.

However, the audience did not accept this trick.

"Zhai Shen, it's not good for you to be so showy."

"I don't care about the new world at all. I'm just thinking, Zhai Shen, don't your hands feel sore when you hold the camera like this?"

"Husband, you look so handsome lying down, let me take a screenshot!"

…

When Zhang Zhai looked at these barrages, he could not help but laugh.

Just as he was about to say something, another voice rang in his ear.

"Father, there is an incoming call, do you need to answer it?" A1 said.

"who is it?"

"Elder No. 1." A1 displayed these four words on the screen.

Zhang Zhai frowned and said, "Let's put it through."

…

Five minutes later, Zhang Zhai looked at the holographic projection of the old man in front of him and shook his head decisively and resolutely.
Chapter completed!