42: Chapter 42 No, who told you to use a gyroscope for this kind of thing?

This scene, like an invisible giant hand, tightly gripped the heart of everyone present.

The footage was too realistic.

The timestamp in the top-left corner was still ticking, showing it was last night, and the top-right corner displayed the location: a road on Kunwu Street in Mingzhu City.

Su Qingxue sat in the audience, her back straight, her fingers subconsciously tightening, her knuckles turning slightly white.

She knew what was installed on that phone, and she knew how powerful Xiao Dou AI was.

But she didn't know that Lu Li would choose such a video.

There were no flashy special effects, only real footage concerning life and death.

In the face of such an accident, no one knew what would happen the next moment.

Su Qingxue was also worried it might backfire.

The barrage in the live stream paused for a brief moment, then exploded frantically:

[ I also deliver food, I know this intersection well! It's full of oil stains when it rains, it's very slippery! ]

[ Don't let anything happen... It looks so painful. ]

[ If they fainted and no one found them, they could die from excessive blood loss! ]

[ It's so dangerous, so what's going on, has the police already been called? ]

Just as everyone was holding their breath.

On the big screen.

The guanghui 7 lying in the muddy water suddenly burst into a high-frequency red light on the screen, like a beacon of survival in the dark, rainy night.

Immediately after.

A piercing alarm sound tore through the rain.

It was no longer a cold, synthetic machine voice, but sounded like a real human voice:

"Warning! The gyroscope has detected an impact peak exceeding the limit! Acceleration has dropped to zero instantly!"

"Attempting to wake the owner—Hello? Please respond! Hello?"

Three seconds of silence.

Those were three suffocating seconds.

"No response from the owner."

"Emergency incident detected."

"GPS coordinates locked... Establishing emergency rescue channel... 120 has been called... Sending on-site recording to primary emergency contact..."

At this moment, the call recording played.

The moment it connected, the voice of the emergency center operator was heard:

"Hello, Mingzhou City 120 Emergency Center, do you need an ambulance?"

"Hello, is anyone there?"

Xiao Dou: "Hello, I am Zhou Zifeng's voice assistant, the rider is in a life-threatening situation."

The footage sped up.

Blue police lights cut through the night sky, and medical personnel rushed into the rain with a stretcher.

The footage froze, the screen went black, and a line of white text appeared:

[ This case is from real feedback from the Guanghui Technology OS beta testing group; Mr. Zhou, the rider, is now out of danger. ]

"Whew—"

In the grand theater, thousands of people let out a synchronized sigh of relief.

But before that breath was fully exhaled, a shiver like an electric current shot straight to the top of their heads.

What was this?

This was a profound sense of security!

In the seats where Xiaomi sat.

Lei Jun stood up abruptly, his movement so sudden that it knocked over the water bottle behind him.

He didn't bother to pick it up; his eyes, which always carried a gentle smile, were now locked tightly onto the words [Guanghui Technology · Xiao Dou AI] on the screen.

He felt his scalp tingle.

"Voice assistants and gyroscopes can be used like this?"

Xiaomi only just tested the waters with AI on speakers this July, and was still struggling with how to improve its voice recognition rate.

Guanghui Technology, on the other hand, had turned AI directly into a life-saving talisman!

This wasn't a generational gap in technology.

This was a dimensional strike in philosophy!

"This is hardly a phone..." Lei Jun muttered to himself, feeling a great deal of admiration for Lu Li in his heart.

To actually link the gyroscope with automatic life rescue.

And those competitors? They were still researching how to use the gyroscope to trigger full-screen ads faster.

And not far away.

Jin Zailong, the head of Samsung's China region, also looked uneasy.

He took off his glasses and rubbed his brow in frustration.

As the leader of the Android camp, Samsung had always taken pride in its hardware.

But today, his AMOLED screen, which he was so proud of, and his Exynos processor, which he was also so proud of, seemed so powerless in front of this feature called 'Guardian'.

"Damn it," Jin Zailong cursed under his breath in English. "Shouldn't this kind of humanistic care be the kind of prestige only Apple has?"

Since when did Chinese companies learn to make such warm, human-centric products?

On stage.

Lu Li was like a conductor in control of the entire scene.

He didn't even need to look at the audience's reaction to know the effect of this bomb.

"We call this feature—'Guardian'."

Lu Li's voice traveled through the microphone across the entire venue.

"It will be a standard feature across the entire guanghui 7 and 7 Ultra series."

Speaking of this, he paused, his gaze softening:

"During the R&D process, we discovered that the people who need this feature the most are often the food delivery riders and couriers shuttling through the city."

"But we also know that one crash might mean days of lost work, and one hospital stay might mean the collapse of a family."

Lu Li turned around, and the screen behind him switched.

A huge logo appeared—Guanghui Technology X Ping An Insurance.

"Therefore, Guanghui Technology has reached a strategic partnership with Ping An Insurance."

"For all delivery riders and courier users who activate 'Guardian Mode'."

Lu Li held up a finger, his voice resonant and powerful:

"Guanghui Technology will automatically purchase an accident insurance policy for you."

"In case of an accident, 80% of hospital expenses will be reimbursed, with a maximum payout of—"

"One million!"

Boom!

If the previous technology demonstration was shocking.

Then this promise was a nuclear explosion!

Buying a phone comes with insurance?

And this kind of insurance specifically tailored for the working class?

The media reporters on site went crazy, the sound of keyboards clattering like a torrential rain.

The live stream was completely paralyzed, with only two words filling the screen:

[ Awesome!!! ]

[ I am a die-hard Xiaomi fan, but this time, I support Guanghui Technology! This is the true pride of domestic products! ]

[ This vision is on another level! This isn't just making phones, this is charity! ]

[ Who just said Lu Li was a kept man? Stand up! I want to eat that rice too! ]

[ I'm tearing up, brothers. My dad is a food delivery rider. Because of this feature, I'm definitely buying it! ]

[ The competitors next door are still researching how to use the gyroscope to make you click on full-screen ads, while Guanghui Technology is directly adding safety features! ]

Lei Jun sat in his seat, his body leaning forward, his previous respect turning into deep concern.

He stared fixedly at the "1 million payout" text on the big screen, his brain racing.

As the originator of internet marketing, his first reaction was to do the math.

"How much profit is there in one phone? Giving away one million in accident insurance—has Guanghui Technology gone crazy?"

But he quickly overturned his own thought.

Lei Jun was Lei Jun, after all; it only took him ten seconds to see through the terrifying calculation hidden behind this move by Lu Li.

"No... This isn't selling insurance; this is buying lives, buying the hearts of hundreds of millions of workers across China!"

He turned his head and whispered to Lin Bin beside him:

"Go check the cost of this kind of group accident insurance from Ping An. If it's targeted at specific trigger conditions, it might cost less than ten yuan per phone."

Lin Bin was stunned: "Ten yuan? Then this one million payout..."