I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 121 I have a hand!

"godfather."

When Hart took Frena and Gray to chat with the rest of the people.

A mafia man in a black suit came over, holding a gift box seventy to eighty centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide in his hand, which was wrapped in gift paper.

He came to Hart's side and said to him.

"That Mr. Xia just now, let me give this to you, saying it is a wedding gift for the two couples."

Hart came back to his senses and looked at the place where Shaar was just now, but he was no longer there, leaving only Arthur standing where he was.

He frowned, "Where are people?"

"I'm sorry, Godfather." The man said with his head down. "We've been watching him, but he disappeared almost in the blink of an eye, like teleportation."

Hart was silent, without words. In fact, he should have followed Shaar just now. As the host, he naturally had to be more enthusiastic to receive the distinguished guests.

But he had to explain some things to that child, so he didn't bother too much.

Originally, he planned to entertain again, but he was obviously not used to this kind of occasion, so he left early.

His brows stretched slightly, that's the nature of that existence, and it was expected.

He turned his gaze back to the gift box, "What is this?"

"I don't know, that gentleman didn't say anything," he said.

Frena on the side also looked at the gift box with some curiosity, "Open it and have a look."

Hart nodded too.

He looked at the man in black, "Open it carefully, so as not to damage the contents."

"Yes."

The man in black carefully placed the gift on the ground.

Then, he took out a small knife from his body, and cut along the line very carefully. Soon, he removed the outer wrapping paper, and finally cut open the box.

When the box was opened, the contents inside made Frena and Gray frowned slightly.

What is in the box is a hand, or in other words, the right hand made of metal. The workmanship is very exquisite. It is not something that can be produced by the industrial means of this era. The muscle lines are very smooth. No one will notice that it is a fake hand.

For this era of industrial technology, this is definitely a work of art.

However, from Frena's point of view, this obviously meant something else, the corners of her mouth turned down, showing a little displeasure.

"Uncle, what does this mean?"

Giving a metal arm to a man with a severed arm is like giving a pair of running shoes to a paralyzed man, tinged with irony.

"Don't think about it." Hart said calmly, "You don't know who the person who sent this thing is, he won't do such a boring thing."

Hart frowned and thought, but then, he seemed to think of something, and looked at Arthur who was still here.

"Dan, bring the kid over here."

"Yes."

The man in black called Dan bowed and saluted, then walked up to Arthur and called him over.

"Child." Hart asked in a low voice, "What is the meaning of the arm that Mr. Shaar gave you?"

Arthur seemed to be still a little out of the emotion just now, and he was still in a trance, but soon, he reacted and looked at the arm in the box in his hand.

"It's a prosthetic," said Arthur.

Technology of the dwarves in Fairyland.

"Prosthesis?" Hart seemed to have thought of something, he looked around, "Come on, let's go in and talk."

As he spoke, he motioned for Dan to take the box, led Gray and Frena into a reception room in the mansion, and called Arthur in.

He looked at Gray, "Son, take off your clothes and expose your shoulders."

Although he was a little puzzled, Gray followed Hart's order and took off his upper body suit, revealing his upper body.

There are many bullet marks and scars on the hardcover body, and the right arm was empty in the past. One can imagine what kind of dangers he has experienced in the past.

Hart looked at the arm, and then asked Arthur, "How should this prosthetic be fitted?"

Arthur stretched out his hand, picked up the metal right arm, walked to Gray's side, and put his right arm on his shoulder.

Under the wide-eyed eyes of the surrounding people, many small silk threads protruded from the connection between the metal right arm and the shoulder. These silk threads are difficult to see individually, but due to the huge number, people can see some of them.

These threads penetrated into Gray's shoulder, and blood flowed down from that shoulder, Gray only felt an unspeakable sharp pain piercing through his shoulder.

"uh-huh."

Gray gritted his teeth and groaned, but even so, he couldn't help himself from screaming.

He was half kneeling on the ground, clutching his shoulders tightly, the veins in his neck were bulging, his eyes were red, even the people next to him could see that he was in great pain.

"Grey!" Frena stepped forward distressedly, "How are you doing?"

"fine."

It seemed that the pain was gradually subsiding, and Gray's voice returned in a low voice, but at the moment he was already profusely sweating.

He stood up slowly, as if sensing a long-lost feeling, he looked at his right arm in astonishment.

At this moment, the metal arm has been completely fused with his shoulder, and there is no gap at all.

Under the horrified gaze of the surrounding people, the metal arm actually began to show the movements of the real arm, bending the arm and making a fist, which was extremely flexible.

Gray raised the metal arm, looked at it carefully under the light, and carefully controlled it. It was a feeling he thought he had lost forever.

"I feel like my arm has never disappeared." Gray murmured absently.

There was silence in the reception room, and people looked at the arm in a daze.

Even in the 21st century, such an almost real-life prosthetic is an incredible thing, let alone in this day and age?
In this era, the loss of limbs means permanent disability, so how can there be a chance to regain an arm?

So at this moment, the shock in everyone's hearts is almost indescribable.

Their worldview has been shaken.

This is especially true for Gray, he even thought he was dreaming, and had an unspeakable sense of unreality.

It took him three years to accept the fact that he became a disabled person, but now, someone came to tell him that his arm is back?

It wasn't until Flena, who was shedding tears, threw herself into his arms and cried bitterly, that Gray reacted, his eyes turned red, but his dignity as a man made him hold back his tears.

"I have hands, I have hands again."

Frena got up from Gray's arms and looked at Hart, "Uncle, who is the person who gave this gift?"

There was a smile on Hart's face, "Didn't he just help you get married?"

Frena opened her eyes slightly, as if she also remembered that person.

She actually met him three years ago, but it was just a chance meeting at that time, and she didn't want to recall everything that happened that day.

But she was very impressed with the female companion who came with him at the time.

"I said it before."

Hart's eyes flickered, and he murmured softly.

"That... is the most honorable person in the audience."

(End of this chapter)