74: Chapter 74 Was their intelligence completely outmatched by the robot?

The expressions in the eyes of the surrounding parents changed completely.

This is no toy.

This is the perfect early childhood educator!

The "click" of phone cameras and the sounds of video recording buttons being pressed rose and fell in succession.

A young mother even started a Douyin livestream directly, her voice trembling with such excitement that she became incoherent as she shouted at the screen:

"Family! Family! It's alive! It's really alive! I brought my son to the park and saw a real Doraemon! If you don't believe me, look!"

She pointed her camera at Doraemon, who was surrounded by children. The livestream title was simple and blunt: [I was walking my kid in Pearl Park and found a real Doraemon!]

The number of viewers in the livestream began to skyrocket at a terrifying speed.

Just then, an old man who had been practicing Tai Chi nearby was also attracted by the commotion.

He had white hair and a youthful complexion, full of vigor, clearly someone who exercised year-round.

He walked over with his hands behind his back, observing Doraemon with great interest, and then pointed to a plant in the nearby flower bed:

"Little guy, let me test you. Do you know what this is?"

Everyone's eyes focused once more.

Doraemon turned slightly, its internal camera pointing at the plant the old man was indicating, completing the focus and scan.

Three seconds later, its crisp voice sounded again:

"Identified as: Oleaceae family, Osmanthus genus, evergreen shrub or small tree, commonly known as sweet osmanthus."

This alone had already astonished those around it.

But the next sentence left everyone dumbfounded.

"The Song Dynasty poetess Li Qingzhao once wrote in a poem: 'Light yellow and delicate, its nature is gentle; distant and aloof, yet its fragrance lingers.' This describes the character of the sweet osmanthus."

After speaking, it turned its gaze toward the old man, the light in its eyes flickering slightly, and added:

"Also, Grandpa, your performance of the Yang-style Tai Chi just now was excellent."

"However..."

It tilted its big head, its tone carrying a hint of just the right amount of playfulness as it reminded him:

"When you were performing 'White Crane Spreads Its Wings,' your left shoulder was hunched up by three centimeters. Doing this for a long time will compress the cervical nerves and lead to migraines."

"I suggest you lower your shoulders and elbows next time, and focus your energy on the dantian."

...

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

The smile on the old man's face froze, and he maintained his posture with his hands behind his back, like a petrified statue.

He really did have a chronic problem with migraines!

Western medicine hadn't been able to cure it, yet a Robot could tell at a glance that it was caused by incorrect movements during Tai Chi??

How is this a Robot?

This is practically an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor wrapped in sheet metal!

Every single adult around was as shocked as if they had seen a ghost.

This... this was no longer simple identification!

It not only knew flowers, but also understood poetry!

It not only understood poetry, it even understood Tai Chi!

It could even tell if the movements were standard and give professional advice!

The young mother holding the phone for the livestream finally couldn't help but curse:

"Holy crap..."

"Family, does anyone understand? I feel like my IQ has been crushed by a Robot..."

Meanwhile, on social media.

#I saw a live Doraemon in the park#

#Doraemon teaches you Tai Chi#

#Guanghui Technology, God!#

#Physics no longer exists#

These search terms, accompanied by dozens of on-site videos filmed from different angles with no traces of editing, began to ferment crazily.

In the videos, Doraemon's intelligence in conversing fluently with passersby, its rock-steady sliding on sloped marble, and its affinity in gently interacting with children...

Each scene was like a loud slap, fiercely striking the faces of those who claimed it was "CGI" or a "costumed actor."

"If this is special effects, I'll eat this keyboard right now!"

"Dozens of passersby, men, women, old, and young, all extras? Even the Oscars owe Lu Li an Academy Award!"

"I was right there on the scene! I testify! This thing is even more uncanny than what you see in the videos!"

"@Xiaomi Lei Jun @Boston Dynamics, come out and walk a few steps? Does your face hurt?"

In the face of absolute reality, the trend of public opinion began an avalanche-like reversal.

...

When they left the Central Wetland Park, the clamor behind them had not yet subsided.

Countless raised phone cameras were pointed at them, recording this moment that was worthy of being written into the history of technology.

Lu Yaoguang walked in front, her chin held high, wishing she could show off their "Blue Fatty" to every passerby.

She had never been this smug even when she received her acceptance letter from Hangzhou University.

This was a Doraemon that could move, communicate, and could almost be said to have walked right out of the anime!

And it was built by her brother!

"Brother, let's go to that supermarket ahead. I want to buy some chilled juice, and by the way, pick up some fruit for sister-in-law."

Lu Yaoguang shook Lu Li's arm, her eyes sparkling with something called "showing off."

"Sure."

Lu Li nodded indifferently, one hand in his pocket.

It was perfect timing; the simple outdoor walking test was over, and next, it was necessary to test the Robot's navigation precision in a complex indoor environment, as well as its obstacle avoidance logic when facing crowded pedestrian traffic.

For him, this was not just taking his sister shopping, but also a real-time performance stress test.

...

Inside the supermarket.

Lu Li casually pushed over a shopping cart and gave Doraemon a new instruction: "Doraemon, shopping mode."

Under the incredulous gazes of all the surrounding customers, Doraemon walked proficiently to the back of the shopping cart, gripped the cart's handle with its two round hands, one on the left and one on the right, adjusted its force and angle, and steadily followed beside Lu Yaoguang.

Lu Yaoguang was having a blast.

She wove between the shelves as if she were bossing around her own younger brother, grabbing whatever she wanted to eat and tossing it into the shopping cart behind her without even looking back.

"Doraemon, potato chips!"

"Doraemon, cola!"

"Oh, this pudding is about to fall!"

A bag of potato chips slid from the pile of snacks that had formed a small mountain; Doraemon even precisely reached out one hand, gently steadied it, and then continued to push the cart with both hands, as if everything were completely natural.

A product representing cutting-edge science fiction thus blended incredibly harmoniously into the daily scene of grocery shopping, which was full of the flavor of life.

This intense visual and cognitive impact made every customer who saw it forget what they were supposed to buy, simply holding up their phones in a daze to record this scene destined to be written into history.

...

Jingzhou, Chinese Academy of Sciences Institute of Robotics.

PhD student Wang Hao had been feeling listless these past few days ever since he was criticized by his professor.

Until today, when he was scrolling through his phone and accidentally came across a video clipped on Douyin, with a very intimidating title: "I was playing in the park and actually met a real Doraemon."

He took a deep breath, tapped with his thumb, and began to watch the video.