Hou Dalin didn't choose to eat here in the end, he really didn't want to accept the gaze of others.

That kind of gaze, how to say it, whether it is curious, surprised, good-natured, or malicious, makes Hou Dalin feel uncomfortable.

Hurriedly stuffing a steamed bun into his stomach, Hou Dalin covered the lunch box and carried it home.

Watching him walk with crutches, the huge "rice bucket" swaying around is particularly funny. The people who ate here laughed.

Maybe a large number of people don't mean to laugh, but simply feel that this image is quite funny. But there are also some people who come with the mentality of watching jokes. For example, Silly Zhu, and Xu Damao. The two of them are this character, although they are two people who are incompatible, but in the roots, these two people who grew up together still have something in common. Otherwise, they wouldn't love and kill each other for a lifetime.

Because of the existence of these two, Hou Dalin has not officially taken office, and the nickname of the tattered Hou Er has spread.

This time is the time of a meal. Everyone cares whether Hou Dalin is willing or not, the nickname is given to you by others, who cares if you like to hear it or not?

Hou Dalin, who was walking on the road, had already begun to mobilize all kinds of knowledge he had learned in his previous life in his mind. In his previous life, he had devoted his whole life to industry, and it was not difficult to design a prosthetic.

The key point is that he doesn't have enough materials.

What you didn't have before can still be exchanged from the system. Now that his system father has left him, it will be very difficult for him to get something rare.

If he could, he would prefer to make himself a prosthetic leg out of titanium, which would not only be lighter, but also stronger.

Then there are soft silicone, well-breathable textiles, and more non-slip and more elastic soles. Now he has nothing but some steel, plastic and wood.

But it's better than nothing, it's nothing more than poor quality, heavier weight, and more uncomfortable to use. These shortcomings add up to less important than the pain he is facing now.

When he finally walked into the house, all kinds of people in the yard were full of observations about him.

Hou Dalin ignored the eyes of others, said hello casually, and entered the house by himself.

"Grandma, grandma, the little cripple is back, carrying a big lunch box. It's a lot better than Uncle Silly's. "The stick terrier naturally has the perspective of the stick terrier, and his observation angle is different from that of ordinary people.

"Go back and let your stupid uncle make a big one." Jia Zhang casually said a perfunctory sentence to her grandson, in her opinion, this lame man who came was not dangerous. What I have to do in the future is to see if this cripple can scrape off some oil and water.

Hou Dalin rested for a while, ate again, and then used his spatial power to create a prosthetic limb for himself.

Although he was currently lacking rubber, he didn't want to wait any longer. If you really can't use cotton, it's just uncomfortable, and it's much better not to accept the strange eyes of others now.

Hou Dalin still inherited his previous knowledge, and he did not encounter much obstacle in designing this prosthetic leg.

The ability of space is still as powerful as ever, in his space, he can change the microstructure of materials at will, and even change the shape of objects. So it only took a lot of effort for Hou Dalin to make a prosthetic limb with joints.

Try it on.

Hou Dalin took two steps and was very uncomfortable. The plastic is a little hard, this can't be helped, he can't be soft at the moment.

The weight of the steel prosthesis was still too heavy, and after only a few steps, he felt a little soreness in his left leg.

This can only be practiced more, his body has long lost the experience of using his left leg, and it is no different from learning to walk at present.

Not only that, but I don't use my left leg all year round, which causes the muscles of my left leg to atrophy, and I don't have much strength. Therefore, what he has to do is to keep practicing walking, so that his left leg gradually regains strength, and gradually adapts to the feeling of normal walking.

He believed that in a few months, he would be able to walk, sit and lie down like a normal person. You may not be able to do a brisk run, but it's okay to jog or something.

He has seen such people, so he is also very confident in himself.

After completing the prosthetic, Hou Dalin still has to give himself a reasonable reason. So, he synthesized some tools for himself and put them in the back room.

Soon, it was getting dark. Hou Dalin didn't leave the house, but in his own house, he adjusted his prosthetic leg by lighting the lamp and boiling oil. He can't wear it out yet, so he'll have to wait a few days.

If he wears this out today, others will definitely ask questions, and he can't say that he went to the hospital to buy it, right?

Hey? Why can't it be said that it was bought? Also, you can go to the hospital and buy one! In this way, you can perfectly avoid the problem of stealing factory materials by yourself.

Besides, this thing can be transformed and reused by yourself after you buy it, and there is nothing to waste.

Hou Dalin secretly complained about his stupidity, and then began to eat dinner. While eating, make excuses for yourself. In my previous life, I was used to making everything by myself, so I may not have gotten used to it! Well, it must be like that.

Hou Dalin, who was full of food and drink, didn't want to sleep anymore, turned on the light, and thought about his future life.

If you want to live well, the first thing is to find out your own abilities. As the second time crossing, he naturally knows that any ability is useful to him. As long as this use is brought into full play, it is natural that you will not have to worry about food and clothing.

His own ability, for now, looks like this space. This is what he used in his previous life, and now it is necessary to test it, those abilities are still there, and those abilities can't be used.

So, according to the previous conditions, Hou Dalin got himself a basin of water and put his feet in it.

In the last life, energy was required for the system to operate, and water was the best source of power.

Unfortunately, it didn't work, and he couldn't activate his virtual experiment ability anyway. This space of his, in addition to accessing items, only retains the function of refining, modifying materials, copying and pasting, which is completely invalid.

Alas, that's hard!

Just as Hou Dalin sighed, a flower mosquito quietly lay on his neck, intending to have a full meal without emotion.

Hou Dalin was depressed in his heart, and at this time he felt the existence of the flower mosquito, and subconsciously put it into the space.

"Huh? What's going on? Just subconsciously, Hou Dalin silently copied. This is the sequelae of his experiment, and when a new item comes in, he subconsciously issues this order.

But in the previous life, the space of living creatures could not be replicated, but in this life, it can!