My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 130 Chapter 130: Time Stop and Surgery
"Be mature, John. Don't rush to use something new when you get it. At least read the instructions. This is not an adult toy that fell from a vending machine. If you press it casually, it could really kill you."

Rian also connected to the data line.

He debugged it through the repeater, took over John's implant and explained it patiently.

"I know your black light is dangerous, so please calm down and don't burn out my brain or damage the equipment. These guys are much more expensive than you think."

He said hello in advance and started typing on the keyboard.

[Prosthetic body signal request/confirmation]

A prompt message popped up in front of John's eyes - Blacklight has become much smarter after being upgraded by Pandora's algorithm, and its aggressiveness is still there, but the process has become much softer.

His pupils began to flicker and focus.

The Messiah prosthetic eye switches to combat mode.

Si'an Westan's pressure tank pops up in the miniature status bar in the lower right corner of the field of vision.

Rian pouted.

The reason why John had these "symptoms" was that the grade of the prosthetic eye that Li An gave him was too high.

However, no matter which type, the load will accumulate according to the usage conditions, and cooling will be forced after reaching the limit.

The doctor also didn’t expect:
This physiological reaction, which seemed to be a side effect, actually allowed John to take it as a signal to predict the enemy, and saved his life several times.

[Prosthesis: Messiah-Medusa V]

"Like my legs can't keep up with the frame?"

Whenever someone uses Sianwistan nearby, they will experience symptoms such as bulging eardrums and temporary dizziness.

Degree of deceleration, duration, and cooling rate.

"That's a normal protective mechanism."

"In order to protect your brain, it automatically lowers the configuration. This is a typical phenomenon of substandard prosthetic configuration."

"Smart boy."

There are many companies producing Sianwistan in the world, and each product has a core selling point.

The clinic in front of John was covered with scanning filters.

"Is this the limit?"

In order to protect the brain and process information efficiently, prosthetic eyes will reduce the color capture in the stop-and-go state. Except for objects that also activate Sianwistan, the colors of surrounding objects will become monotonous.

The 300-yard racing car only uses low gear. Every time the speed is capped but still unable to go up, the engine will definitely have problems.

"I feel like I can still use it."

"doctor?"

"It's theoretically impossible."

"Take a test."

The doctor was kicked out of the connection by the black light, and the keyboard and clinic system in his hand were immediately locked.

[Prosthetic load: 100%]

"No kidding, I'll show you how to operate it..."

A warning message immediately popped up on the computer screen.

It is difficult for the naked eye or a prosthetic eye with normal power to keep up with the speed of Sean Westan.

[Prosthetic load: 16%↑]

"Yes, don't worry. During the system test, all the burden will be borne by the clinic machine. It will not have much impact on you. It is just to check the performance of the prosthetic body."

To a normal person those guys are like teleporting.

Si'an Westan will forcibly amplify various organs, overclock the body, speed up reaction and information processing, thereby creating a "time-stop deceleration" effect.

[Part: Visual system]

John took the opportunity to ask his previous question.

Gradually decrease after stopping.

The progress bar is forced to lock when it is full.

The progress bar starts to grow.

The brain didn't react.

"Don't think I'm blabbering, you need to fucking know what exactly replaced your spine."

"The algorithm and refresh rate of your pair of eyeballs are extremely high, and they can completely capture the movements of Sianwistan, but... your body is so rubbish that it cannot keep up with its computing speed."

The miniature of the prosthetic body turns red and a countdown appears. The cooling time is calculated based on the burden on the body and the configuration of the prosthetic body.

The doctor started Siamwestein.

John said as he focused on Sianwistan, signals and microcurrents coursing through his body.

[Function: Built-in external lens jammer, full-environment visual enhancement, ultra-high-speed scanning algorithm. 】

Si'anwistan's cooldown has been lifted.

The metal spine was reactivated, making a buzzing sound, and high temperature spread along the operating chair.

Sparks and smoke exploded in the room, and the monitors and light strips were flickering erratically...

"Shet!"

Rian stood up hurriedly.

Red garbled characters appeared on the computer screen, and Sean Westan's prosthetic body test data was soaring.

[Prosthetic load: 113%]

All indicators are even higher than the regular mode.

John interrupted the operation and propped himself up on the operating chair. The brief test made him feel very bad.

Not only was it fatigue due to the load, but there were also side effects caused by the black light. Forcibly driving it a second time would cause the black light to run wild. Fortunately, the collapse was stopped in time before the collapse became serious.

"Fake..."

He took off his coat with difficulty.

There are cooling patches in the area where the leather jacket fits the spine. Two-thirds of the blue thermal conductive strips were burned out. The compartments were burned through, and the dissolved industrial leather was stuck to the operating chair.

The room smelled of rubber.

Rhian Randall touched his bald head and tried to use past experience to explain this situation.

Si'an Westan can be upgraded.

"I know there is a thing called quantum coordination, which can reset the cooling time of prosthetics... Well, obviously, your situation is different, and abuse of it will definitely not end well."

Li An poured wine into the cup and put the things down thinking of the surgery he would have to do later.

The prosthetic limb from Fuki Industries was placed on the metal table.

This is the hush money paid by Takeo Fushimi.

As soon as John got it, he used a black light to burn through the anti-theft program and firewall.

The Xiaoding Gang is quite dirty in what they do, so it's okay to be on the safe side.

There is a protective layer of liquid nitrogen in the sealed box. When it is opened, smoke fills the air, and two metal legs are placed in the groove.

[Prosthetic limb: The Silent One [Faqi Industrial]]

[Part: Foot]

[Function: Strengthened arches and experimental six-level shock absorption, which greatly reduces the noise caused by movement after activation. 】

"It's like a pair of prosthetics."

"Otherwise? What did you expect to see? A pirate claw or an oak stick."

Rian put on gloves, put the things in the buffer solution, and began to make various complicated preoperative preparations.

John changed the operating chair.

The all-metal countertop was a little cold, and two restraint frames rose up, lifting his thighs down to maintain balance.

The limbs were also immobilized.

Various drugs were injected into the body through the tube, and it swelled a little, like a sponge that had absorbed water and started to sway.

John felt a little bored and started asking about the operation process.

The result was even more uncomfortable.

Ryan said he would start an amputation from the end of the thigh bone, near the knee, and replace the entire tibia with alloy.

Thirty percent of the ankle joint and sole of the foot can be preserved.

Support pads are embedded in the arch of the foot.

The shadowless light came on.

The electric seat automatically tracked and slid under Li An's butt.

Then the operating chair was lowered.

"I felt like I was paralyzed in bed."

"uh-huh."

"Hey, I'm serious. Is that okay? You're still feeling cold all over. It's a bit like a symptom of excessive blood loss."

"Shut your mouth, parrot."

Lian put the scalpel into the iron plate, and the gloves he lifted up were already stained with blood. "Why didn't I notice that you talked so much before?" "I didn't have the chance to speak a few times before."

"How about changing it to general anesthesia? I'll let you take a nap... If you're really curious, I'll neutralize the anesthetic for you. You can open your eyes and take a closer look."

"...You have a bad personality, no one beats you up?"

"Never happened."

"I don't believe it. Are all the powerful people in Nocturne Bar good-tempered?"

"If someone holds an egg, no matter how cruel the butcher is, he will show a gentle and lovely side."

Rhian could feel John's nervousness.

He began to tell stories about clients who were crazy enough to commit suicide.

For example, a gangster installed software, recorded his own surgery and made it into a super-sensory chip. After rough processing, he directly put it on the black market and sold it to perverts with heavy tastes.

"There was a serious technical error in the Shark Coin."

"Have you ever cured someone's death?"

"It has nothing to do with the surgery. He secretly recorded the video without saying hello to me. He made a mistake. It is a common mistake made by laymen. Pain sensors and drug anesthesia are two different things when recording such things."

The patient felt no pain during the procedure.

He thought the things he captured were the same, but those desperate biological signals were actually cut off by the recording software and retained in the source files.

The chips attracted attention on the black market.

"There was a gang leader's brother who bought the resources and took it home to watch the original film. Do you understand what I mean? He was pained to death by the disembowelment surgery."

"Unlucky guy."

John wanted to divert attention with a story. "Then what?"

Lian also smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The brat was caught by the gang and did it all over again without anesthesia according to the video.

"As expected."

"It's not over yet."

Lian's wry smile turned into a sneer.

The gang handed over the execution work to the ghouls. Professionals used a full set of equipment to record the process and carefully crafted it into a super-sensory chip...

The same subject matter was sold on the black market.

"The top few on the annual best-seller list, there were a lot of follow-up works, and there were more unlucky people missing on the streets at that time."

Rian said expressionlessly.

"That's fucked up."

John sighed slightly.

He smelled grease and fish, and the effects of the drugs were making his head dizzy.

Part of his body volatilized in the air and was returned to the body with his breathing. The sense of smell sent signals to the brain, creating a series of terrifying associations.

The scalpel is very sharp.

There is no sound at all during the first half of the cutting process, only the slippery and sticky sound can be heard when the skin is peeled off.

John had no concept of the complex neural rewiring.

But the amputation process was more violent than imagined.

Li An's prosthetic eyes flashed and he called up a cutting machine, and the robotic arm moved in the ceiling chute.

A metal cover blocked John's path.

He thought it was to prevent him from peeking, but in the next second, a mixture of blood, flesh, and bone powder splashed onto the cover.

The chainsaw dug steadily into the thigh.

John's breathing became rapid. Even if he had seen a big scene, his heart would still race faster in the prosthetic clinic.

The life support device is operating stably.

Except for psychological damage, all intraoperative indicators were good.

Ryan even found time to comfort John,
"Don't worry too much. After the operation is completed, you will be as nimble as a little wild cat. Your steps in daily life will be lighter, and you will enter a stealth state after switching to the prosthetic foot."

"The stuff isn't bad, right?"

The leg problem has actually been bothering him for a long time.

It’s not that John hasn’t thought of solutions, nor is he resisting transformation, but he feels that if he wants to change, he must change to something better.

The reason why he trusts Lian is not only because of his technology, but also because the two people's concepts are relatively consistent.

Have respect for the body.

After John experienced several major surgeries, he understood this deeply - you cannot cut your body open over and over again for cheap products. Only a good enough prosthetic body is worth the pain.

"Don't worry, it will definitely meet your expectations."

Li An understands the market fairly well.

Fuki Industry originated from Japan.

In addition to catering to the market, they are also committed to promoting their own culture in their products, integrating a large number of Oriental elements into weapons and implants.

The single-molecule katana is a classic example.

The Ronin series of chips are also selling like hotcakes.

Faqi Industry sells private weapons to the outside world. Ordinary corporate soldiers are equipped with a large amount of high-tech equipment, while those truly elite troops have strong "characteristics."

It is said that there are clear war records in the northern United States and the Eastern Ocean that can prove:

Fuki Industries raises a ninja army.

All of these killers have been transformed to the Alpha level or above, and they specialize in guarding the family of corporate leaders, as well as some difficult assassination missions that sound impossible.

Rafiqi also acquiesced in this news.

In order to seize the high-end prosthetic market, they also began to release some expensive and rare goods.

The Silent One is the [Ninja] series.

I don’t know how much of the marketing component is involved. Those rumors are false and true. It always feels like they are spread deliberately to promote products.

"The goods are good, and the rest is just fun."

The cutting saw has done its job.

Rian sat down in front of the operating table again and reassembled the original bones and flesh into John's body.

The work that follows is very detailed.

The doctor stopped talking.

The surgery needed to be fine-tuned to fit John's height, with redundant bone cuts polished and the alloy on the tibia reset.

The muscle filler is replaced by high-tenacity fiber bundles.

Ordinary flesh and blood cannot bear such a large load, and replacing it with high-tech products can better reduce the volume.

John suddenly felt sharp pain.

Then this feeling began to spread to both sides, and finally even enveloped the entire lower body.

Nerves begin to reconnect.

The effects of anesthetics and bioelectricity conflict with each other, and symptoms of phantom limbs may even occur.

John stayed in the clinic for a long time.

He finally got it done when he was about to be driven crazy.

The covering was lifted again.

John slowly stood on the ground with the support of Li An, looking at the legs supporting his body, he even felt unreal.

There aren't many scars visible on the surface.

There are cooling holes reserved on both sides of the tibia. In order to ensure the appearance, they are repaired with the same type of artificial leather worn by John.

John tried to walk.

Unexpectedly easy.

His adaptability to surgery has reached a terrifying level.

The three-day adaptation period predicted by Rian did not happen.

The pair of metal prosthetics seemed to have grown on his legs.

After disconnecting the diagnosis and treatment system, the black light immediately appeared - integrating the new implant and smoothing out some unharmonious parameters.

These feet are considered to have been transformed.

The effect of black light is much greater than imagined.

"I thought I was going to be RoboCop. Have you seen those little cartoons? The ones that creak and walk very stiffly."

John was still a little excited after walking two laps barefoot.

Rian folded his arms and watched, shook his head, and said slightly worriedly.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to adapt so quickly, John. I hope you can retain your humanity for a little longer."

(End of this chapter)