"It seems that this guy is dead, what about Zhao Hui?"

"Zhao Hui, where are you?" Professor Qian Siliang hurriedly shouted.

There was no response for a while, and a moment later, a faint whisper came from the communicator, "Professor, I'm here."

"It's great to be alive." Professor Qian Siliang was overjoyed and was about to find Zhao Hui, but Xiaoma grabbed Zhao Hui and flew over.

"Zhao Hui, how are you?" Professor Qian Siliang asked hurriedly.

"Metal, I need metal."

Zhao Hui's condition was very serious at this time and was severely damaged one after another. His upper body was almost shattered into minced flesh by the huge force, his chest bones and ribs were completely shattered, and none of them were complete.

It can be said that Zhao Hui is now forcibly dying, but he can't hold on for long.

"Metal, what do you want metal?" Professor Qian Siliang was anxious about Zhao Hui's injuries, but he felt inexplicable about the sudden request made by Zhao Hui.

"Healing the wound, no, helping the life." Zhao Hui's voice became weaker and weaker, and he could die at any time.

"Can metal still help your life?" Professor Qian Siliang was wondering, but Xiao Ma grabbed Zhao Hui and flew towards the black high wall.

"What are you doing, what are you going to do?"

The pony grabbed Zhao Hui, flew to the black high wall, and then gently put it down.

At this moment, Zhao Hui couldn't even feel the pain, but he retained the last trace of clarity, and there was only one thought left in his mind, that is, absorbing metal, and only absorbing metal can save lives.

Seeing the black high wall beside him, he reached out and touched it, but was blocked by the metallurgical space suit. Seeing this, Xiaoma's golden eyes flashed with a slight hesitation, and then with a sharp claw, the metallurgical space suit on Zhao Hui's fingers cracked a hole, and the hole failed to heal.

Through the hole, Zhao Hui's fingers were in full contact with the high wall.

"What are you doing? Are you going to kill him?" Professor Qian Siliang roared angrily. It was Hailar here, and the temperature was as low as the spacesuit exposed the gap as big as a pinhole, which was enough to cause the internal air pressure to be imbalanced, oxygen leaked, and low temperatures entered.

Then, kill Zhao Hui.

Everyone stared blankly at the pony that was nowhere to be around, and felt a nerve short circuit in an instant, and their brains were a little short of use.

Such sharp crystal thorns were chewed casually by this little thing like candy. How sharp should its teeth be?

Professor Qian Siliang swallowed, and a hot light suddenly burst out from his eyes. He must be grabbed and dissected and studied it.

Just as this thought was just born, the pony, who was originally deserted, suddenly looked up and his golden pupils suddenly looked at Professor Qian Siliang, plain and cold, cold and ruthless, as if he was looking at a dead person.

A biting cold chill rose from the soles of her feet and climbed up to the back of her head along her back. Professor Qian Siliang stood there blankly, his whole body was like a falling from an ice cellar, and he felt like his soul was frozen.

"Xiaoma, eat your food well. I'm still busy after finishing my meal." At this moment, Zhao Hui saw Xiaoma stop, and couldn't help but pat his head and muttered with dissatisfaction.

The pony screamed, lowered his head and continued to eat the spikes.

Professor Qian Siliang gasped heavily, sweating all over his body. Under Xiaoma's gaze just now, he felt as if he had wandered from the edge of death, and almost lost his strength.

"What kind of monster is this little thing? It's terrifying, so terrifying, can you actually feel my hostility?"

Professor Qian Siliang's shock was extraordinary. He had seen too many monsters. Even if he surpassed the super god level, he had studied many monsters, but no one had ever brought him such great pressure.

It's like, it's terrible that the two are not on the same level of life at all.

"Professor Qian Siliang, are you okay?" The warrior asked keenly when he noticed Professor Qian Siliang's abnormality.

"It's okay, I'm just frightened by this little guy." Professor Qian Siliang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a dry smile.

Liu Zifeng said oh and smiled kindly, "Yes, I was scared too."

Everyone else laughed, and was indeed scared.

This was just a small episode, which was quickly revealed, but it was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts. Next, Professor Qian Siliang began to decompose and study the monster.

Tentacles, scales, flesh and bones were not spared, and they were all checked. In this process, two super gods, Liu Zifeng and the warrior, guarding the cave in order to prevent more monsters from passing through the cave.

As a helper of Professor Qian Siliang, Zhao Hui specifically dismembered the monster's body for his research. Although the monster was dead, its body was still hard and terrifying. Among all the people present, Zhao Hui was competent for this job.

"Haha! Great discovery, great discovery."

Zhao Hui was dismembering the monster's tail. At this moment, Professor Qian Siliang suddenly burst into laughter, holding a big tendon with an excited look on his face, as if he was holding a peerless treasure.

"Professor, what's wrong?" Zhao Hui threw away the tail in his hand and asked curiously.

"Boy Zhao Hui, do you know, how long has I been looking for this material, ten years, ten years!"

Professor Qian Siliang's eyes were a little red, which was excited. "With it, I can make a real neural connection device, connect the human brain to the computer 100% of the time, and the real nerve sensing helmet will be fully released."

"A real neural connection device? Induction helmet?" Zhao Hui was stunned and said strangely: "Has the human nobles not invented a nerve sensing helmet yet?"

“There is, but it’s not perfect.”

Professor Qian Siliang shook his head and sighed: "The neural connection devices and nerve sensing helmets developed at this stage have many problems. Although they can be used, they cannot make the brain and computer perfectly connect. On the one hand, it is certainly a limitation of technology, but it is mainly due to materials."

Professor Qian Siliang explained: "Just like the latest neurosensory helmet developed by my team, it can only make people vaguely telepathize to communicate, and cannot allow the consciousness of several people to appear directly on the same platform and communicate face to face."

"That's it!" Zhao Hui nodded. He had naturally heard of the name of nerve helmets, or virtual helmets. He even heard that many companies are developing nerve helmets and have achieved remarkable achievements. As for the specific level, it is not something he can tell.

Now, after hearing Professor Qian Siliang's explanation, he finally had a relatively clear understanding that there are indeed things like nerve helmets among human aristocrats, but they are not perfect and are far from reaching the most ideal level.
Chapter completed!