From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

"What about character?"

Lin Yu asked.

This is what he cares about more.

If the character is too bad, no matter how good the technology is, he will not include people in his core team.

Of course, you still have to make use of things you should be willing to do.

After all, everything has its own use value, and it is a good tradition not to waste it.

"Old Man Mo has a bit of an eccentric personality, but his character is still trustworthy. He follows the rules and keeps his word."

Xue Siqiao gave an answer that made Lin Yu feel good.

"Okay, I get it."

Lin Yu hung up the communication while thinking.

When he came on stage, he was beaten alive by his opponent and suffered multiple fractures all over his body.

"Want to live?"

Returning to the black boxing arena, he walked around a few times, and not long after, Lin Yu found a dying guy in an aisle at the side entrance of the arena.

Along with his words, Iron Hand Miller's eyes gradually dimmed.

A lean white young man was lying in a pool of blood, with only his chest still rising slightly.

"Next, I say, listen, and if you agree, just blink three times."

Lin Yu squatted down next to the pool of blood.

"So strong..."

Sometimes it’s not death itself that’s scary, but the process of waiting for it.

Lin Yu smiled slightly: "I took a look and you should know the extent of your injuries yourself. If you want to survive, you can only undergo large-scale prosthetics..."

Surprisingly, it was not a plea, but a simple, pure and extreme desire to survive.

As for the latter, even breathing was extremely difficult, so it was naturally impossible for him to reply to his words.

Lin Yu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Iron Hand Miller's eyes, making sure he responded before speaking.

"I like the look in your eyes."

Just like his nickname, only his right arm is a mechanical prosthesis, and it is the cheapest kind.

But he also has extraordinary willpower that I don’t know whether to praise or not, and he persists and refuses to admit defeat.

The final result was that he was punched by the opponent's Cyber ​​Modifier until his chest was dented.

After looking at Old Man Mo's prosthetic clinic and the black boxing arena, he quickly had a plan in mind.

This is the loser of the previous boxing match, and his name seems to be Iron Hand Miller.

At first glance, he looks like a cannon fodder who came from poverty to fight for his life.

Upon hearing this, the latter immediately blinked repeatedly, his eyes full of desire for survival.

What is more terrifying than waiting for death is to see hope in the middle and face despair again.

Large-scale prostheticization of the whole body.

Even if you use the lowest level of prosthetic body, the limbs are okay, and the prosthetic body of the organ type is worth a lot of money.

If he had the money to carry out large-scale prosthetic transformation, he wouldn't be involved in black boxing.

He didn't think anyone would be willing to pay so much money for a penniless dying man like himself.

"I can give you a makeover and allow you to pay in installments, but you have to go back to the ring afterwards. Do you agree? Just blink three times if you agree."

Lin Yu didn't play with the dying people and went straight to the point.

And the result was naturally a crazy blink from the latter.

The desire to survive and the burning passion that burst out in his eyes seemed to be to the point of melting people.

Alena just commented that Lin Yu's thinking was devilish.

But for him who is actually in this situation, this is definitely an angel that is unimaginable even in fantasy.

The angel of dawn who cuts through all the darkness in the darkest and most desperate moments, when even the body becomes colder and the vision becomes dim.

It’s not scary if there are conditions.

For someone like him, there are conditions that prove valuable, and the conditions are laid out clearly.

On the contrary, it was the unconditional help that made him fearful and hesitant.

"Then, deal."

Lin Yu stopped him from blinking, treated his injury a little, then asked Alena to go out and get a stretcher, and then carried the man out of the boxing ring.

No one cares about a ‘garbage’ that has already been discarded.

Carrying Iron Hand Miller with Alena, Lin Yu went directly to Old Mo's prosthetic clinic opposite.

"There is only one breath left. If you want to survive, you need to replace a lot of prosthetic bodies. This guy has no money at first sight. If you want to save people, pay for the medical expenses and prosthetic bodies first."

Although Mo Dexian is a bit withdrawn and eccentric, he doesn't seem to be completely unhuman.

Seeing Lin Yu carrying someone in, he took a quick look and temporarily stopped repairing the prosthetic body that was not particularly urgent.

The person he was repairing the prosthetic body was the opponent who had just beaten Ironhand Miller to the point of death.

A strong white man with mechanical prosthetics in his arms and a mechanical eye embedded in his eye.

I was led here by the broker right after I came out of the ring.

Lin Yu also discovered Old Man Mo after following him.

"What can be done about this guy who looks like a dead dog? You don't think he can really afford to have a full-body prosthetic implant, do you?"

The white man with the prosthetic eyes saw that Mo had to put down repairs and treatments to take care of others. He frowned and looked over. He immediately sneered after recognizing Iron Hand Miller.

"Seeing that you're busy too, I'll borrow some of your stuff to treat him myself, and I'll pay for it, is that okay?"

Lin Yu ignored the white man and just looked at Mo Dexian.

"It's up to you, but it's none of my business if you die."

Don't hesitate to listen to what Lin Yu said. He sat back down after just standing up and returned to his indifferent look.

"Anyway, there is only one breath left. A dead horse is a living horse doctor."

Lin Yu chuckled and asked Alena to help carry the patient to the crude operating table that was not currently in use in the deeper part of the clinic.

The environment was a bit bad, but Alena could quickly create a simple sterile room with her portable equipment, so there was still a basic operating environment here.

After putting the patient down, Lin Yu got familiar with the furnishings and tools, and picked and chose the various prostheses stored by Mo Dexian. Soon he had a plan in mind and started the transformation operation with confidence.

He had a fourth-level mecha engineering.

Although he was mainly responsible for designing and manufacturing mechas, excluding those high-level special prostheses, ordinary prostheses were just normal mechanical structures, and the principles were interoperable.

Coupled with the expert experience given by the third-level medicine, it was easy for him to play the role of a prosthesis doctor.

Not to mention that there was Alena as an assistant next to him.

Alena was the team doctor of the Jova team, a serious prosthesis doctor. The Kosice Heart and the dual heart blood circulation system in his body were built by her.

"[Medicine] Upgrade requirement - Cure the disease with medicine: Progress +1."

"[Pharmacy] Upgrade requirement - Be innovative: Progress +1."

The transformation lasted for more than two hours.

With Lin Yu carefully preparing anesthetics and even adopting the advanced concept of painless replacement of premature necrotic limbs, Iron Hand Miller's medical and transformation surgery was successfully completed.

Since it was a large-scale replacement of prosthetic parts, all limbs and organs were directly replaced by machinery, so it was extremely convenient, even healing and recovery were saved.

Soon, the pleasant prompts of the two skill panels arrived as expected.