My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 17 017: Ballistic Co-Processor
Dr. Lian looked complicated.

He poured a glass of wine out of habit, and when he brought it to his mouth, he reacted and handed it to John.

"Drink some...it almost scared me. One second your data were normal, and suddenly you are about to die. If you really fall on the operating table, I will probably leave a psychological shadow."

"It has nothing to do with the prosthetic body, it's an old problem."

John drank the wine.

Most of the wine in the cyber era has an industrial flavor, and the modified body can accept greater stimulation and more extreme stimulants.

Dr. Lean did not modify the digestive system.

The wines he stocks are all original without any chemicals, such as the glass of crystal clear vodka in front of him.

Light and refreshing, not sweet, not bitter, not astringent.

"It's been a while since I had a serious drink."

"Of course, you have to trust my taste." Seeing that John's expression had softened a lot, the doctor took the initiative to persuade him. "I suggest you start the transformation after your condition is a little better."

"Just now, doctor, I understand my body."

"Haha, every cybernetic psychosis will say the same thing to the prosthetic doctor before he loses control. The result, without exception, is that he goes crazy, goes berserk, is wanted on the wanted list, is broadcast on the news, and is finally beaten to a pulp by the special operations team."

Leanne tried to comfort John.

"Don't worry, I won't break my promise. Even if you are going to die tomorrow, I will fulfill my promise and equip you with the most suitable prosthetic body. I just hope you can live longer."

John was silent for a moment and looked up at him with a smile.

"Thank you, doctor. There is no such thing as lingering in Eden City. We have to try our best every day."

"Hey, crazy people don't listen to advice."

Rhian Randall sat down expressionlessly.

John watched him silently tick boxes on the tablet. He always felt that the doctor seemed to be stuck in some kind of memory, thinking of the resume described in the file, but in the end he did not ask anything.

He couldn't explain his database, he could only stare at the display screen in a daze, and couldn't help but ask:
"Doctor, are you very powerful?"

"You're just a retired piece of trash, barely able to make a living, but it's very easy to install a few prosthetics on you. Don't worry about me spoiling you."

"Every respected prosthetic doctor and every reputable clinic in Eden City has pretended to be one or two big shots who made a sensation in the city. Do you have a brand name that you can call out?"

"Legends live in wine, and there are not even graves. The raging fire and bombs will take away the bodies. If you are unlucky and die in the hands of the special operations team, thick-caliber firearms will blow people into bloody clots. The corpse collection organization will use various channels to remove the top-notch prosthetics from their bodies..."

The doctor took off his macro goggles, his eyes showing fatigue. "Even if there is a little bit of fame left in the end, what's the point?"

John was confused: "What are they for?"

"Ideals and goals are all bullshit. Anyone who talks about these two words with you will put the barrel of a gun in his mouth... By the way, John, why are you pretending to be a prosthetic body?"

"I just do tasks to earn money. The hard life of being unemployed and without insurance is not easy. Now some people say that I may have been screwed. Once I get a firm footing, I will find out what happened to me."

“That’s the way the road goes.”

Rhian Randall said calmly. "Come on, put your hand on the armrest of the medical chair, and the anesthesia needle will prick you gently. Don't scream, I don't have candy to coax you."

John did so.

Ryan connected to the system, sat across from him, and covered John's arm with a semi-circular arc of pitch-black machine. A dozen precision robotic arms stretched out from it and operated on his hand.

It feels like giving a girl a manicure.

The doctor cut open the industrial skin and exposed the original company prosthetic limb. The sizzling sound of welding and electric current continued to sound. After a short period of modification, the skin on John's palm was replaced with a black implant.

John started the scan and saw more accurate information.

[Prosthesis: Kingston-Radium Dot Hold I3]

[Part: Palm]

[Function: Connect the user's optical implant and weapon system to provide real-time data tracking and coordination of kinetic energy weapons. 】

"Phew~ the work is done." Dr. Li An removed the robotic arm and rubbed his eyes. "I will briefly explain to you how to use the new prosthesis. Take out the gun. Make sure it is the one with the scope in the holster. Don't take it by mistake."

John took out his saw alligator rifle.

He noticed that there were contacts on his black palm, which could sense the weapon system on the grip.

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The ammo preparation situation popped up in the corner of John's eyes.

The bullets in the chamber of the gun can be detected, and the magazine on the body also has Bluetooth information, and even operations such as unloading and locking the safety can be seen.

Dr. Li An gave him a detailed introduction.

"Your upgraded arm can detect the weapon's operating data and display it on your cornea."

"In addition to the common magazine system, there is also a thumbnail outline of the weapon in the lower right corner. You can see the operation of each modified accessory. If the magazine, barrel, and sight are overheated and scrapped, you can also detect it..."

Firearms in the cyber world can be roughly divided into two types.

The first type of kinetic energy weapon is the traditional gunpowder weapon.

They are robust and reliable, high damage means high recoil, and have certain requirements for the level of the prosthetic body.

For example, companies such as Rongzao and Kammel are professional kinetic energy weapon manufacturers and occupy a mainstream position in the market. However, some companies focus on mid- to low-end customer groups, while others target enterprises and elites. Each has different series and features.

The other type is technical weapons, mainly electromagnetic bombs.

It has high technological content and high precision, and is a smart firearm.

Common functions include charged penetration, electromagnetic strike, non-lethal mode switching, and even equipped with intelligent AI.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

If the firewall is not strong enough, it will be confiscated remotely by hackers.

Eden Waits uses a technical rifle. High-tech companies including Plato Company have produced similar weapons.

Ryan Randall just glanced at it and accurately reported the model of the weapon John used, asked him about his modification ideas, and expressed surprise when he learned that it was from a second-hand dealer.

"The modifications are quite good, and the accessories ideas are not bad. The premium you paid for the original accessories is not in vain."

"It was all wasted before. This time you have modified your hands and eyes so that you can truly bring out the power of the weapon."

The doctor pointed at the electronic sight of the weapon.

"The hand prosthesis can be connected to the weapon system and simultaneously project the scanning information on the cornea. As long as you practice more and get used to it for a period of time, you can truly hit wherever you point."

He disinfected his arm and picked up the wine glass for the first time in a long time.

"If you go back to the old city warehouse again, as long as you don't want to die, the few minions you met tonight won't be enough to give you food."

"Is it that powerful?"

"Who would spend money to modify prosthetics if they are not awesome? The two prostheses given to you are out-of-print products that have been discontinued."

“If it’s so good, why not build it?”

"Good things have been monopolized. It's not that they are no longer produced, it's just that they are no longer circulated in the common civilian market."

Everything the doctor could do was done.

Before John started driving, he pointed at the red data on the monitor and said.

"Don't waste the prosthesis I gave you. As long as you can enter this clinic alive, I will try my best to save you..."

"I'll give you a 20% discount on renovations and upgrades."

　Thanks to Yuxiao and Fang Xinggu for the reward!
　　This book is currently in the testing stage, thank you for your support, bang bang bang! ! !

　　
　
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