73: Chapter 73: Widespread Doubts: Was it Special Effects? Doraemon Slides Down the Slide in Public, Proving the False Alarm.

Lu Li, however, had a calm and indifferent expression.

He stood in the sunlight with one hand in his pocket, his expression serene.

He did not care about the prejudices of ordinary people.

"Pay no mind to them."

Lu Li raised his hand and pointed to the marble ramp slides on either side of the stairs not far ahead, his voice calm and firm:

"Doraemon, go try the stair slide ahead."

"Perform a terrain self-adaptation test!"

Looking in the direction he pointed.

It was a slide that children often used for "butt sliding," and it had even been worn smooth and reflective from use.

Adults would never step on such a slide; they might slip, fall onto the stairs, and land face-first.

Let alone an "actor" wearing a heavy costume.

Inside the costume, vision is almost zero, and the tactile sensation underfoot is blocked by thick soles.

Walking on this kind of slope?

That's just asking for a fall.

Even that Robot from Boston Dynamics, touted as the world's strongest, would have its parts flying everywhere on a slope like this.

"Received, sir."

Doraemon's expression became serious, and its iconic round hand made a somewhat sloppy salute near its temple.

It was both funny and comical.

Subsequently.

It took a step.

Lu Yaoguang's heart instantly jumped into her throat, and the camera remained locked firmly on Doraemon.

"You must stay steady!"

The passersby who had originally intended to watch a joke also stopped in their tracks.

"Walking on this slide? While wearing such a heavy costume?"

"Don't kid me, it's definitely going to fall face-first in a moment!"

"That round head is clearly supported by a frame; can he even see his feet?"

Under the interlacing gazes of countless questioning and expectant eyes.

Doraemon walked to the front of the slope.

It was only 1.2 meters tall, appearing so clumsy and so small.

Then, it gazed at the smooth marble before it and slowly took the first step.

There was not the slightest hesitation.

The moment that round sole made contact with the slanted marble.

Inside its body, hundreds of micro-attitude sensors began calculating frantically!

Its ankle joints instantly completed a large-angle deflection and adsorption at an angle that humans could absolutely never achieve!

At the same time, its body leaned slightly backward, and its core servo motor emitted a very faint, powerful humming sound.

It stepped onto the slope.

One step.

Two steps.

It didn't even pause in the slightest.

Its upper body was as stable as Mount Tai, and it even leisurely did some chest expansion exercises with its hands.

This didn't look like walking on a slope that could make a person slip at all.

Instead, it looked like it was walking on its own carpet!

The crowd, which had previously been laughing and joking, gradually quieted down.

Replacing the noise were mouths gradually opening wide, losing all semblance of composure.

Phones were held in mid-air, but they had forgotten to press the shutter.

What the hell... Is this the kind of stride a person in a costume could walk with?

A young father carrying his child, who looked like a programmer, leaned in and looked closely at Doraemon's eyes and mouth.

He immediately recognized that this was entirely a custom screen.

It was impossible for this thing to have a human inside wearing a mascot costume.

If that were the case, it would be terrifying.

Could it be that this thing is actually a Robot??

"Holy crap... This... How is this possible? Is this a Robot??"

If it were a Robot, that would be terrifying. What kind of balance algorithm must it have to walk so steadily?

The surrounding pedestrians hadn't initially thought of a Robot because, compared to a Robot, everyone subconsciously thought of a costumed actor.

"Its gait... this real-time balance algorithm... is way more stable than that Boston Dynamics Robot on the internet!!"

A man next to him who was filming a video couldn't help but chime in: "This is actually a Robot! Look at its ankles; there are movable joints! My god, is there a gyroscope installed under its feet?!"

Questioning?

In the face of absolute, irrefutable physical facts, any questioning seemed pale and powerless.

Over these past two days, the "rational analysis" made by those so-called "experts" and "influencers" on the internet, based on the current level of technology, was at this moment crushed by each of Doraemon's light and steady footsteps.

Lu Yaoguang's little face was flushed with excitement. While steadying the DJI camera lens, she provided commentary in a voice suppressed with excitement:

"Did you see that! Friends! This is the strength of Guanghui Technology! Who still dares to say it's CG? Who still dares to say it's special effects?!"

Lin Ruan and her bespectacled best friend were even more entranced.

They didn't understand what algorithms or sensors were.

They only saw that blue and white figure strolling leisurely down a path that everyone thought impossible, turning the impossible into the most stunning scenery before their eyes.

This isn't technology; this is magic!

Just then.

Doraemon finished walking down the slide.

It slightly bent its legs and leaped gently.

"Thump."

It landed steadily, and even the copper bell on its body didn't sway unnecessarily.

After a brief dead silence.

"Wow—!!!"

Children's reactions are always the most direct.

They don't understand algorithms or manufacturing costs.

They only knew that Blue Fatty from the cartoon had really walked out!

A group of children screamed and rushed up.

"Doraemon! Doraemon!"

"Be careful!" several parents of the children shouted subconsciously, fearing that this "lump of iron" that looked heavy would hurt their children.

Even an unintentional collision would be too much for a child's delicate skin to bear!

But instead of dodging, Doraemon actively bent down.

Its electronic eyes scanned every approaching child in an extremely short amount of time, calculating their height, speed, and potential movement trajectories.

It extended that round, chubby hand toward the little boy who ran the fastest.

The moment its palm was about to make contact with the little boy, it calculated the gentlest amount of force with unimaginable precision.

"Clap!"

A crisp high-five sound.

What the little boy felt was only a gentle, elastic touch.

"Wow! Mom, it gave me a high-five!" the little boy boasted excitedly to his mother.

This completely dispelled all the parents' concerns.

The children excitedly surrounded Doraemon.

"Doraemon, why is the sky blue?" a little girl with pigtails asked, looking up and speaking in a milky voice.

Doraemon looked at her gently, and its childish voice answered clearly:

"Because when sunlight enters the Earth's atmosphere, blue light is most easily scattered by air molecules, so the sky we see is blue. It's like a huge blue filter, isn't it magical?"

It could not only answer, but also explain it in a way that children could most easily understand.

It was both childlike and scientifically rigorous.