The steel arm is a bit rough, at least on the outside.

I just don't know what the essence is, whether it will become broken copper and iron after a few collisions. Xiao Chen couldn't help but be a little worried about this.

He didn't put worry on his face, and happily prepared to accept it, but when the time came, he would find a professional blacksmith to beautify and fix it a little, and then find a way to make the "neural connection device".

Willing to make a steel arm for him, this heart has already satisfied him.

Suddenly, he saw the woman approaching, and when she came to him, she held her steel arm directly to his severed arm.

Xiao Chen was stunned: "I said that the neural connection device is not yet available."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a blue light and a yellow light shoot out of the woman's hand, shining on the junction of the severed arm and the steel arm.

Blue Source Shaping and Yellow Source Restoration?

Xiao Chen's little heart suddenly pulled out the cold, this kind of prosthetic joint surgery has extremely high requirements for the control of the source force, and if you are not careful, the excess source force may cause new wounds. What's more, the steel arm that has not been treated with a nerve connection device, even if it is successfully connected, he will not be able to use it normally!

Is this beautiful woman really big-breasted and brainless?

"Alright, let's move. ”

The woman smiled with relief: "It's the first time for the slave family, I didn't expect it to go so well." Boy, try to see if your new arm fits. ”

Xiao Chen almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, what do you mean, try it quickly? He didn't even feel half a minute of pain?

The core part of prosthetic joint surgery is to bond the nerve of the broken arm to the nerve connection device of the iron arm, which is bound to be extremely painful, after all, it is necessary to touch the fragile nerve with the source force.

How can you simply connect the iron arm and the broken arm together?

The woman really didn't understand anything.

Even so, Xiao Chen couldn't help but take the initiative.

After a moment's movement, he couldn't stop.

Huh? Can you really move?

Nani, can you control it with five fingers?

I rubbed it, and it moved unexpectedly smoothly, as if it was my left hand!

Xiao Chen was dumbfounded: "This, this, this"

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled: "It seems to be very suitable." ”

"When you were just sent back, the slave family almost cried when they saw that you had a broken hand. ”

The slave family immediately began to make this arm, and it was in vain that the slave family stayed up all night with dark circles under his eyes, and finally succeeded. ”

"Young man, you have to take care of yourself in the future. ”

Xiao Chen was so moved, she didn't expect that she would be able to complete the nerve connection device in such a short time and complete such a perfect painless operation.

He said sincerely, "Thank you. ”

The corners of the woman's mouth turned up slightly: "You're welcome." ”

Thank you, but I'm sorry, I still want to touch you.

This is Xiao Chen's inner monologue at this moment.

There is no way, the chest is too fierce, the waist is not too thin, and the legs are really too long.

The ecstatic posture of that scene was still dangling in his mind, although he knew that she was in that pose because of "Thirteen Tips", but he still couldn't help but think about it, and couldn't help himself.

All in all, he's not calm right now.

"Ahem, did the promise you made just now still work?"

Xiao Chen coughed lightly and asked cheekily.

The woman nodded dryly.

Xiao Chen's eyebrows raised lightly: "Thirteen postures, one for one minute." ”

"When you're done, let me touch it a few times?"

The woman gave him a blank look: "Touch until you are satisfied." ”

Two lines of nosebleeds almost flowed out, and Xiao Chen immediately turned out the small book called "Thirteen Tips".

He began to make strange movements in the pose above. I thought to myself, each position is just for a minute. Then thirteen minutes later, well, he must repay her kindness!

however

Six minutes later.

Xiao Chen was paralyzed on the ground, sweating profusely, and he couldn't even breathe.

He tried to get up, but he couldn't even move his fingers.

What's going on with this TM?

The first pose was quite comfortable.

The second position was a little uncomfortable, but it was fine.

The third position suddenly makes it difficult to breathe.

After the fourth pose, he was already aching all over.

After the fifth pose, my hands and feet were already cramping.

After gritting my teeth and striking the sixth position with all my might, every second felt like I was in hell, as if every inch of muscle was being torn apart, and the pain was unspeakable.

Now, even with a knife on his neck, he can't take the seventh pose.

"Boy, are you no longer good?"

The woman chuckled: "It's really unsightly and useless." ”

Xiao Chen felt that his dignity had been seriously insulted. How can a man admit that he can't do it? And you haven't seen it, how do you know that you don't like it?

"I'll do it sooner or later. ”

Xiao Chen muttered and buried his head down. The so-called landless self-pride is probably like this.

The woman squatted down and suddenly picked up Xiao Chen's head and asked him to look her in the eyes.

Her gaze was extremely gentle: "Young man, you must do it." ”

"But it's not as simple as today, your actions today are very non-standard. ”

"You must continue to practice the Thirteen Tips every day until you can perform each pose for a standard hour. Lasts thirteen hours. ”

"The day you succeed in doing it, the slave family will be your slave family. ”

In addition to gentleness, there was also expectation in that gaze.

What was she expecting, why was she expecting such a shitty from him, who was she?

"Who the hell are you?"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask, his desire to know who she was, this desire was stronger than ever.

"The slave family is a woman who can't live without you, a slave family without a name. ”

She said that the answer was the same as last time.

Xiao Chen sighed and stopped asking.

After a while, he remembered a crucial question, so he asked, "The last time you said you didn't have a name, was because I wouldn't name you?"

The woman nodded, her eyes becoming a little resentful: "Are you willing now?"

Xiao Chen suddenly scolded the "Xiao Chen" of the second week in his heart. Such a beautiful and gentle woman, although sometimes a little poisonous, but she doesn't even want to help people choose a name, it's too much, right?

As for why the woman's name needed him to decide, Xiao Chen, who was immersed in the fun of thinking about the name, directly ignored it.

Names flashed through his mind.

"How about the world, your name is the world?"

I don't know if it was a flash of inspiration or a brain pump, Xiao Chen gave his answer.

After giving the answer, he regretted it, what the hell is "the world"? Who is the name of "world"?

"World World"

The woman whispered these two words with great seriousness.

Suddenly, her eyes turned red.

Two lines of tears fell.

But a touching smile bloomed on his face.

"That's a nice name. ”

"From now on, the slave family will be called the world. ”

"Thank you. ”

Thank you.

I'll give you an arm.

But you gave me a name.

There is also a world.