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Chapter 8

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The string of "knife the prophet" chat in Feng Yan's heart hadn't floated away yet.

That group of people had already walked straight to their corner booth.

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over the exoskeleton frame standing "punished" on the table and the motionless robot dog beside it.

Finally landed on Feng Yan's professional smile that hadn't had time to be retracted and was slightly stiff.

The accompanying organizer leader just wanted to open his mouth to introduce, but the middle-aged man raised his hand slightly to stop him.

Looked directly at Feng Yan and asked:

"Which unit are you from? How much does this exoskeleton system weigh? What is the design load target?"

The voice was calm, but the question cut directly into the core, as precise as a scalpel.

Feng Yan said "Holy crap" in his heart, this big boss knows his stuff!

Not the kind of leader who only asks "What can this thing do."

He instantly put away all distractions, his brain running at high speed, his smile unchanged, his tone respectful but not overly flattering:

"Leader, we are currently at the individual innovation project stage, the team is called 'Tie Lang Gong Fang'."

"This set is the second-generation verification machine, weighing about 25 kilograms, the design load target is to stably carry 50 kilograms, currently in the test environment, the stable load can reach about 35 kilograms."

While speaking, he quietly touched Li Yang, who was still sitting on the small stool, staring at the screen as if in meditation, with his foot.

Li Yang seemed to be pressed the start button, looked up.

Seeing this battle, he was clearly stunned, then reacted, immediately put down the computer, and stood up.

Li Yang wasn't too used to this occasion, his lips were pursed tightly.

But his eyes were already focused on the exoskeleton.

"Can you demonstrate it?" The middle-aged man asked with interest.

His gaze never left the exoskeleton full of industrial aesthetics.

"Of course!" Feng Yan answered quickly, and gave Li Yang a wink.

Li Yang took a deep breath, suppressing his nervousness.

Picked up the control terminal on the side (a modified tablet computer), his fingers sliding rapidly.

The sound of fine motor initialization came from inside the exoskeleton frame.

【Holy crap holy crap! It's really coming!】

【This leader seems very professional! The questions asked hit the key points!】

【Wolf Boss, don't shake your hands! Steady! We can win!】

【Look at the partner brother, switched to official reception mode!】

【This plot... I apologize! Prophet is awesome! (Brush a rocket)】

The chat in the livestream exploded instantly, and the number of online people began to jump visibly.

Under Li Yang's control, the exoskeleton began to move.

It first completed walking in place smoothly, then lateral movement and turning in a small range.

The metal soles contacted the ground, making a steady "clank, clank" sound.

Then it was a standard squat and stand up, the action was more stable than any previous demonstration.

Finally, Li Yang controlled it to walk to the 20kg counterweight box.

The mechanical arm (currently still a simple gripping structure) buckled the box and lifted it steadily.

About ten centimeters off the ground, held it for a few seconds before putting it down gently.

The whole demonstration process, although still able to see some lag, not as natural as the human body.

But the sense of power, stability, and precision belonging to the machine had been displayed to the fullest.

The robot dog on the table didn't idle either, under Li Yang's distracted control.

Still shuttling nimbly in the limited space, occasionally a light jump, jumping over the mouse pad "obstacle" Feng Yan temporarily put on.

The middle-aged man watched very focusedly, nodding slightly from time to time.

When the demonstration ended, he pondered for a moment and asked a few more in-depth questions:

"What model is the core of the control algorithm based on?"

"What is the data fusion frequency of the IMU (Inertial Measurement Unit) and joint encoder?"

"Energy system, I see you use lithium batteries, how are the battery life and power peak?"

These questions were more professional, pointing directly to the core of the system.

Feng Yan was mainly responsible for macro answers and "translation":

"Leader, the current core algorithm is adaptive PID combined with some experience compensation that Li Yang explored and improved himself."

"The data fusion frequency is currently limited by hardware to 200Hz."

"In terms of energy, it is indeed a self-made lithium battery pack, the theoretical battery life is half an hour, the actual depends on the complexity of the action"

"The power peak is temporarily unable to fully exert the potential of the joint motor."

Involving specific parameters and implementation details, it was supplemented by Li Yang concisely.

Although he talked little, every word fell on the technical point.

Occasionally, he would pop out a few professional terms that even Feng Yan found difficult to understand.

After listening, the middle-aged man showed a hint of imperceptible appreciation.

He turned his head and gave a few instructions to the accompanying personnel beside him in a low voice.

Then took a business card from the other party and handed it to Feng Yan.

"The idea is very unique, under such limited conditions, being able to achieve this completion degree is very difficult."

His tone was still calm, but carried a kind of unquestionable weight.

"The ceiling of individual projects is very obvious."

"But if you want this technology to go further, you need more systematic support, a more standardized test environment, and more stable resource investment."

He paused, his gaze swept over Feng Yan and Li Yang, leaving a key instruction:

"In this way, let your Yunchuan City Industrial Development Bureau, for this 'Tie Lang Gong Fang' project."

"Prepare a detailed technical report and development suggestions, and report it directly to me."

He pointed to the business card: "The report must be solid, focus on explaining the technical principles, current bottlenecks."

"Potential application directions and what kind of support is really needed next."

After speaking, he nodded slightly to Feng Yan and Li Yang, then turned and left with the group, without extra pleasantries.

The whole process was as fast as a wind, leaving Feng Yan holding that exquisite business card, standing still, his palms full of sweat.

Li Yang also leaned over to look.

On the business card, the unit was "Longguo Academy of Sciences Provincial Branch," the title was "Deputy Director," and the name was three words—Chen Jiuming.

The chat in the livestream had completely gone crazy.

All kinds of "awesome," "congratulations," "historic moment," and guesses filled the screen, and small gift effects jumped non-stop.

【Chen Jiuming! I checked! It's a big boss from the Provincial Academy of Sciences! In charge of cutting-edge technology projects!】

【Wolf Boss and partner brother are about to take off! Directly poked to the sky!】

【Report! Hurry up and write the report! Brothers are waiting to see the follow-up!】

【The ones who said the plot was old-fashioned come out! This slap in the face came too fast!】

【Where is the prophet? Protect him! This is a national treasure-level prophet!】

He glanced at the chat that was still scrolling wildly, and said to Li Yang:

"Close the livestream first, next... we have a lot to be busy with."

Li Yang nodded, at the camera, rarely said a few more words:

"Thank you everyone. See you next time." Then ended the livestream cleanly.

The corner returned to quiet, but the waves in the hearts of the two were surging, more violent than any previous technical breakthrough.

Feng Yan took several deep breaths before barely suppressing the stormy waves in his heart.

He looked at Li Yang, and Li Yang was also looking at him.

Both eyes were full of disbelief and a kind of trance of being hit by a huge opportunity.

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