Chapter 249: Chapter 194: The Doomsday World’s First Prosthetic Implanter
Lin Qi couldn’t be the one to refuse.
But Wang Ziru knew he had to be the one to say it.
Especially when it came to something like Ding Yang showing up at their door asking for help.
Mo University Camp only had so many resources, but Modu was made up of sixteen districts.
If they agreed to Ayame’s Jiang Shangyang today, then tomorrow they would have "Jiang Xiaoyangs," "Jiang Zuoyangs," and "Jiang Youyangs" from other districts showing up.
With Mo University Camp’s limited production capacity, were they supposed to agree to every single request?
If Mo University Camp was to ensure its own healthy development, someone had to play the bad guy.
Lin Qi couldn’t do it, so he, Wang Ziru, would!
Lin Qi listened to Wang Ziru, satisfied.
’I was right about him. Wang Ziru really is a talent.’
With Wang Ziru having spoken up, Lin Qi immediately chimed in, "Director Ding, to be honest, Mo University Camp’s workload has been immense lately. The reactor construction alone has already used up ninety percent of the materials sent from Hongshan Camp."
"On top of that, the Zombies are getting stronger. Our standard Electromagnetic Kinetic Energy Weapons will likely lose most of their effectiveness within a month at most. That’s why we’ve dismantled the production line to begin manufacturing new weapons."
Behind Ding Yang, Jiang Shangyang’s expression fell.
But Ding Yang was different. He had dealt with Lin Qi for a long time.
Hearing this, Ding Yang knew there was still hope!
Lin Qi had brought up the concept of "new weapons." This told Ding Yang that Lin Qi wanted him to know more.
And what came after knowing more would naturally involve further resource exchanges.
Ding Yang quickly asked, "Lin Qi, these new weapons you mentioned... what are they?"
Lin Qi enjoyed dealing with smart people. The technology behind Prosthetic Bodies was Mo University Camp’s moat.
But the products were not.
Prosthetic Engineering had been developing in the Cyber World for a very long time. Even if he handed the products over to the people of the Doomsday World, they wouldn’t be able to reverse-engineer them in just a year or two.
Given the pace of the apocalypse, it was highly likely that by the time anyone could reverse-engineer an L-Class Prosthetic Body, its power level would already be obsolete.
Lin Qi’s fundamental goal was still to acquire Extraordinary Items.
Lin Qi’s needs had now reached the level of Tier Three Extraordinary Items, and in the future, he would require Tier Four and even Tier Five items.
Under these circumstances, Lin Qi naturally had to maintain good cooperation with the rescue teams in the areas around Mo University. He couldn’t let them fall, either.
These were all forces that could help Lin Qi acquire Extraordinary Items.
"Director Ding, you’ve come at just the right time. We’re about to have the new weapons implemented today. Why don’t you join me for a look at the infirmary?" freeweɓnøvel.com
Lin Qi extended an invitation.
In peacetime, arms deals often require exhibitions and trade shows—a chance to flex one’s muscles.
The same principle applied in the Doomsday World.
Once Ding Yang saw the advanced combat capabilities of the implantable Prosthetic Bodies, he would naturally be tempted.
"The infirmary?"
Ding Yang was confused. What kind of new weapon would be in the infirmary?
But Ding Yang didn’t hesitate and agreed at once. "Excellent! Lin Qi, may Director Jiang join us as well?"
"Of course!"
With that said, Wang Ziru conscientiously took the lead.
The infirmary was at the edge of the sixth floor.
It was one of the busiest departments in the entire Mo University Camp.
With Mo University’s four hundred people, injuries and illnesses were naturally unavoidable.
This was especially true for the field teams. A bunch of sheltered college students fighting monsters in the apocalypse—injuries were extremely common in the beginning.
As a result, a group of half-trained medical students, led by the few remaining professors, began performing all kinds of surgeries.
Now, they could be considered battle-hardened.
But no matter how battle-hardened they were, they had never done such a delicate job as a Prosthetic Body implantation.
Sawing off arms and legs, connecting nerves to the Prosthetic Body, and then securing it to the skeleton.
The leap in difficulty was like telling the medical students:
"Alright, in front of you are suture needles and thread. Let’s begin the tutorial on stitching wounds."
"Congratulations, you’ve completed the tutorial perfectly! Now you can go implant a Prosthetic Body and suture Liu Wei’s nerves!"
Inside the infirmary, this was the scene right now.
Liu Wei, a member of one of the field teams, had a resolute look in his eyes. He clutched a pendant made from a Crimson Crystal Stone, glanced from side to side, and said, "Don’t be so nervous! I’m not, so just get on with the implantation!"
The medical students—some holding electric saws, some holding sutures, and others cradling the prepared left-arm Prosthetic Body—all shook their heads frantically.
"We can’t do it! We’re scared!"
"Let’s just wait for Lin Qi! We’re afraid we’ll saw you to death."
"Exactly! We’re supposed to chop off both arms and both legs, and on top of that, dig out both kidneys? We really don’t dare do this operation."
Lying on the operating table, Liu Wei’s face was a mask of utter despair.
But there was nothing to be done. Who would become Mo University Camp’s first recipient of a Prosthetic Body implantation?
That had been decided by drawing lots among the volunteers.
Unfortunately for him, Liu Wei’s luck was just too good. His name was drawn on the very first try.
His forced, resolute expression finally crumbled.
Liu Wei lay on the operating table and sighed.
Outside the door, the crowd of onlookers made way for Lin Qi, Wang Ziru, Ding Yang, and Jiang Shangyang.
Ding Yang rubbed his ears, feeling like he was hearing things.
"Chopping off arms and legs, and digging out kidneys?"
Ding Yang heard it clearly, but he still suspected he’d misheard.
’Is this still Mo University Camp?’
’Are we sure this isn’t some kind of crime scene?’
Suppressing all his doubts, he followed Lin Qi into the infirmary.
The infirmary had been crudely renovated; an operating table sat just inside the entrance.