At noon, Manolin said goodbye to Walker and the other two and loosened his belt.

Don't get me wrong, Manolin didn't do anything.

He just ate too much and loosened his belt to relax his stomach.

I have to say that the special case investigation bureau's small kitchen is really delicious.

Although the food cooked by Fordlo tastes good, compared with the chef with the extraordinary profession [Chef], Fordlo's level can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

It's a pity that each employee of the Special Case Investigation Bureau can only eat the [Chef]'s food for free three times a month.

If you want to eat again after eating three times, you can only pay for an appointment.

And the paid appointment is not cheap.

Take this meal, Adrian chose to pay for this meal - this guy used up all three free opportunities at the beginning of the month.

After learning that Adrian spent 35 gold coins on this meal, Manolin was shocked.

You know, in Gran City, these 35 gold coins can be equivalent to an ordinary worker's annual salary.

Although Manolin now has some assets, he is reluctant to eat such an expensive meal.

Manolin, who is still savoring the food, staggers towards Gran Public University like a street urchin.

Gran Public University is not too close to Manolin's current location, and it takes about an hour to walk there.

But this is just right for him, he can rely on this section of the road to digest his food.

After all, he is going to visit a medical big shot, and it would be too rude for Manolin to visit him in his current image.

Manolin staggered for about an hour and a half to Gran Public University.

Gran Public University is an open university, and there are no rules that prohibit outsiders from entering.

Manolin found the office of Vice Dean Henry based on his memory.

Manolin tidied his appearance at the door, and then knocked on the door of the office.

"Come in."

A strong voice came from the office.

Manolin opened the door and went in when he heard the voice.

"Hello, Mr. Henry. My name is Manolin. I was introduced by Mr. Stantel."

Manolin introduced himself swiftly and put the letter from Stantel on the table in front of Henry.

Henry opened the envelope and read it.

After reading the letter, Henry looked up and asked Manolin, "I saw that Stantel's letter said that you are already a [mechanic]. So why do you still want to be a doctor?"

"This..."

Manolin was a little speechless. He couldn't say that he wanted to be a doctor because of the system, right?

"Well, my dream is to become a doctor..."

Henry glanced at Manolin.

As the saying goes, "Old people are smart, and old horses are slippery."

How could a smart person like Henry, who has experienced countless things in his life, not see that Manolin's words were untrue?

"Okay, I won't ask you any more questions. Since you were introduced by that old man Stentel, you can ask any medical questions you have."

Henry interrupted Manolin and asked him to ask questions directly.

Manolin was not annoyed when he was interrupted.

He scratched his head, opened his briefcase awkwardly, and took out a few drawings from the bag.

These drawings were rough drawings of a whole set of drawings that Manolin had integrated with all the prosthetic drawings he had obtained.

"Tell me, Mr. Henry, with this set of drawings, can I replace everything except the brain with a machine?"

Henry took a breath and contributed to global warming.

Manolin's question gave Henry a big shock.

Even in this extraordinary world, Manolin's ideas were a bit unorthodox.

Henry was about to scold Manolin for such unorthodox ideas, and the drawings handed by Manolin appeared in front of him.

Although Henry had not learned any professional knowledge related to mechanics, he could understand some of the mechanical drawings because his good friend Stantel was an avid mechanical enthusiast.

Manolin's drawings were very complicated, but even if Henry only understood the basics, he had to sigh at the exquisiteness of these drawings.

Henry could not understand, but he could find someone who could understand.

He asked Manolin to wait in the office, and he went out to call two students to inform Stantel and a mechanical professor who had a good relationship with him.

After instructing the students, Henry returned to the office to discuss the possibility of complete transplantation with Manolin.

At first, Manolin was talking and Henry was asking questions.

Later, Henry was talking and Manolin was asking questions in turn.

It must be said that there is no false reputation under a great name, and Henry is worthy of being a big shot in the medical field.

After Henry understood the operating mode of the machine, he made a lot of guesses about the complete transplantation operation.

"Old Henry! Why did you call us here?"What?"

Stantel's carefree voice came into the office.

Stantel and another old man broke into the office without knocking.

"Oh? Little Manolin is here too."

Stantel saw Manolin discussing something with Henry.

Henry saw that Stantel and the other man had arrived, so he stopped discussing with Manolin.

"Hall, Stantel, come over and take a look at the blueprint. "

Henry handed the blueprint to the two.

Hall and Stantel were shocked after seeing the blueprint.

Hall, a professional, and Stantel, an amateur, quickly immersed themselves in it.

Henry and Manolin did not disturb the two from looking at the blueprint. Henry took out his treasured fine black tea and poured a cup for Manolin.

At first, Henry regarded Manolin as a junior who came to ask questions.

However, after Manolin took out the blueprint and discussed the problem with Henry, Henry had already treated Manolin as a person of the same status as him.

In Henry's office, Henry and Manolin talked in a low voice, while Hall and Stantel looked at the blueprint again and again.

It took quite a while.

Until Henry got a little impatient and spoke:

"Stantel, Hall, have you two finished reading it?"

"What is the feasibility of this blueprint? "

The two who came back to their senses only had admiration for the blueprint.

"What a genius idea, what a wonderful design..."

Seeing that Hall was about to start chanting, Henry knocked on the table in dissatisfaction.

"Hall, I asked you to look at the feasibility of the blueprint, not to recite poetry."

"Besides, old Stantel is the poet and you are the forger."

"You are a guy who doesn't know how to appreciate. If I hadn't chosen the wrong profession, I would be much better than Stantel now..."

Stantel and Henry showed contempt at the same time. For Hall's nonsense poems to become a poet, it must be the god of literature and art.

"Ahem, let's talk business."

Seeing that Hall was still about to speak at length, Henry quickly stopped him.

Hall, who was interrupted, changed his expression and said seriously:

"Although I don't understand medicine, this blueprint is feasible in my professional knowledge. "

Henry breathed a sigh of relief. Since the blueprint was fine, the bold conjecture based on it was feasible.

Then Henry introduced Manolin to Hall.

Hall and Stantel were shocked when they learned that the blueprint was drawn by Manolin.

With Hall's professional vision, he guessed that the blueprint was at least drawn by some high-level or even legendary masters.

I didn't expect that the person who designed the blueprint was a young man in his twenties.

As for the reason why Stantel was surprised, although he had seen the real objects and blueprints of Manolin's mechanical prosthesis, and knew that Manolin was very talented in mechanics.

But he didn't expect that Manolin's talent and ability were so strong that he could design such a powerful blueprint.

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