"Falling flowers cover the moonlight, borrow a cup of recommended phoenix platform, the emperor's flowers are incense with tears, and I am willing to die and return to thank my father and mother......"

Dr. Robert Rudos, wearing a white vest and shaking a cracked Aoi fan, sat in a rocking chair, knocking his fingers on the handle of the rocking chair while humming an old singing passage to the emotional part, and Robert shook his head, as if he could squeeze out a few tears from the tear trough of the composite surgical electronic eye.

His fifteen-square-meter clinic and bureau were half underground, with a window facing the street, and now the rain was pouring down on the cardboard cover and flowing into the bucket he had prepared, just right for washing his face and brushing his teeth.

It was a normal night.

Until there was a knock on the door.

Robert stood up lazily, shook his fan, walked to the door of the security door, and picked up a pistol from the shoe cabinet.

"Who?"

"I've made an appointment."

Robert heard a young voice.

He put his face on the cat's eye to see that the person who came was wearing a trench coat and a black hoodie underneath, with a smooth mask on his face, and the all-encompassing mask showed the image of a large black hole recorded by a human with a radio telescope, and the horizon of events that piled up the light of dying slowly turned, wrapping the man's cheeks in a pure black gloom, silently rejecting all prying eyes.

"Your appointment has been cancelled."

"But you didn't refund me for the reservation."

"You can't afford to buy artificial meridians anymore."

"yes, so I'm not here to install artificial meridians."

The two sides confronted each other through the door, and the atmosphere froze to a freezing point, and Robert opened the deadbolt as he weighed his pistol.

"Keep your hands in order, I'll look at you."

Li Xingyuan walked in, carrying a black box on his back, the matte paint seemed to be able to swallow hope.

When he went to the ramen stall of Wu Kee Ramen, he didn't think about staying there all day, his enemy was not a fool, and he was delayed in the ramen stall for too long, so he estimated that he would sing a ten-sided ambush as soon as he went out.

With the mask, he looked around, the two of them had been in contact through the Internet before, so this was the first time Li Xingyuan came to the clinic in reality, with the help of the mask, the undulating crest of the flow in the whole room was unobstructed in front of his eyes, he stared at a few places, and then focused on the shrine of the Buddha of Wanwei.

The electricity of the whole room was unusually gathered in the shrine, and among the Buddha statues in the shrine, the sensitive light was extinguished.

Li Xingyuan narrowed his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Robert pointed his pistol at Li Xingyuan.

"What the hell are you here for?"

"What else can I do here? I'm here to put on a prosthetic leg. ”

Li Xingyuan's hand reached under his windbreaker, Robert narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, Li Xingyuan stopped his movements and lifted his windbreaker instead.

The hand hung on the inside of the trench coat, Robert breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the Buddha altar, the yin wind converged, and returned to the Buddha altar, and the eyes of the Buddha flashed brightly and darkly again.

"What model? Have you ever been tested for allergies? ”

"The model is a model that I have never heard of." Li Xingyuan replied truthfully: "I haven't done an allergy test either. ”

"And what are you doing with it?" Robert asked in surprise, "Looking for death?" ”

"I'm going to put it on my arm."

Li Xingyuan said calmly.

"Oh, that's really looking for death."

Robert ironically picked up the Optimus Hand, his electronic eye popped open several delicate compound eyes responsible for different functions, and began to query the data of the mechanical arm in front of him.

"The product data is unreadable, and there are no electronic signatures or notes."

Material ...... Hey? ”

Robert's face changed slightly.

"Spirit Dye Alloy?"

In this era, there was a serious lack of aura, so the monks had to install all kinds of cyber modifications, and embarked on the road of combining cultivation and technology.

However, there is an extremely rare thing called 'Spirit Stone' that can produce spiritual power, and when it is smelted with other metals in a certain proportion, it can produce something called 'Spirit Dye Alloy'.

Prosthetics made of spirit dyeing alloy do not need the monk to take the initiative to provide for the already scarce aura, but can nourish the monk, but this idea is good, but after the spirit stone is transformed into the spirit dyeing alloy, although the strength of the material will rise, the effect of producing the aura will decrease a lot, so no one is willing to melt the already extremely valuable, simply priceless spirit stone into alloy, and it is precisely because of this that the number of spirit dyed alloy is very small, and its synthesis method has long been lost and disappeared.

And the prosthetic body made of spirit-dyed alloy that survived was all a rare treasure that made people crazy - such a treasure appeared in front of Robert.

Although I can't understand what kind of spell is attached to it and what kind of function it has, such a large piece of spirit dyeing alloy itself is enough to make people soar.

Although Li Xingyuan didn't know what the spirit dyeing alloy was, he knew the truth that wealth was not exposed, and the atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became tense again, but Robert pursed his lips nervously and began to continue to check.

"Delicate curved and microcircuit rune system, neural access port...... Well, the bionic nerve is made of polyethylene dioxythiophene, which is very classic. ”

Robert reached out and turned off his mechanical eye.

"I can fit it."

This is his comment as a professional, as for whether there will be a rejection reaction after installing it, or whether there will be some kind of virus lurking in it, Robert does not dare to say.

"Okay."

Li Xingyuan didn't say a word, took off his shirt, sat on the chair, and the black box was placed in his hand.

His body is strong, in this perennial rainy world, except for those wastelanders who are wandering the wasteland, not many people can have a bronzer, Li Xingyuan is no exception, but his body muscles are clearly structured, very reasonable, and there is no trace of prosthetic transformation.

"I'll make a phone call and call the anesthesiologist to come over."

Robert saw that Li Xingyuan had made up his mind, and he didn't say anything more, for the 'biohackers' or 'underground black doctors' in the black market, he had not taken over such an unknown source of prosthetic modification surgery.

And when Li Xingyuan planned to implant artificial meridians, he had already paid off the cost of this operation, but then Li Xingyuan couldn't afford to pay for the purchase of artificial meridians, and in the end, it was over, but compared to the surgery of implanting artificial meridians, the implantation and modification of limb prostheses is as simple as assembling Lego parts for children to play, and Robert still earns.

"No need." Li Xingyuan shook his head: "It's just implanted like this." ”

Robert licked the corners of his somewhat dry mouth.

"You don't have artificial meridians, you can't shield some of your pain nerves, if you don't have anesthesia......"

"Hmm." Li Xingyuan nodded: "But I can't trust you." ”

It is not uncommon for prosthetic doctors to cut the waist of users during surgery, although the pure natural internal organs are not very valuable now, but there is still a demand.

Robert sighed, then rubbed his hands together.

"Understood."

He sat next to Li Xingyuan, first tied Li Xingyuan's forearm with a restraint belt, and then tied a knot on Li Xingyuan's chest near the end of his heart.

"I'm going to cut your skin with a scalpel, make a fish-like flap, tie the muscles, nerves and blood vessels, then use a circular saw to cut your bones, remove your arms, and then connect the nerves of the prosthetic to your nerves."

Robert told Li Xingyuan about the entire operation process, in order to make the other party change his mind.

If you don't have anesthetics, the process of suturing the nerves will be a hell of a thing, and almost no one can survive such torture.

But Li Xingyuan sat on the chair and just said calmly.

"I see."

"Let's do it."

Robert smacked his lips, he first stood up, closed the window facing the street, and then took his scalpel out of the closed sterilizer.

As the thin blade cut through the skin, Li Xingyuan's body trembled.

The operation began.