The end of the world is coming: My waiter is too Buddhist

"Hope Sanctuary is also my home, our common home. Is it strange that I fight for my home?"

Ling Hao limped to Lin Xiaoxiao's bed and sat down. His eyes fell on the iron box in her hand: "It seems that you are seriously injured."

He spoke in a very low voice, as if he was whispering to himself, but the robot beside him suddenly blinked its electronic eyes.

"The master is indeed seriously injured, but most of the damage is mental. Boss, your physical condition is not optimistic either. It is best for you to stay in bed and rest."

Hearing this, two gazes immediately fell on the robot. Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to ask, but Ling Hao glared at him.

Ignoring Ling Hao's murderous gaze, the robot walked up to Lin Xiaoxiao and massaged her legs and shoulders in a very servile manner.

"Master, do you want to know the boss's physical condition?"

Looking at Ling Hao who was keeping his head down and silent, Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly had bad intentions, so she deliberately raised her voice: "Yeah, is Ling Hao's face seriously injured? Is he disfigured?"

When she asked this question, her eyes wandered freely over Ling Hao's body, as if she was checking to see if her favorite vase was dented or not.

Unconsciously turning sideways to avoid Lin Xiaoxiao's gaze, Ling Hao raised his hand and touched his bandaged face.

Yes, this time he had a serious head injury, will he be disfigured? Then will Lin Xiaoxiao...

At this moment, Lin Xiaoxiao's whisper suddenly came to his ear: "Why, are you worried?"

Stimulated by the warm breath spraying on his ear, Ling Hao subconsciously retorted: "No."

"That's good. As a man, scars are a glory. There's no need to worry." Lin Xiaoxiao lay down against the head of the bed again and comforted him in a joking tone.

"I..." Ling Hao wanted to say something, but at this time the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Gongsun came in with a lunch box.

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao leaning on the bed, Gongsun's frown gradually relaxed.

"The chef just prepared the meal, you can just enjoy it."

Raising the lunch box in his hand, Gongsun walked forward and handed the lunch box to Lin Xiaoxiao, but Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes were always on Gongsun's right arm hanging in front of his chest.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

Gongsun subconsciously turned sideways so that Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't see his arm, but Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly grabbed him excitedly, with misty eyes.

"Your hand..."

Although the gauze was wrapped very thickly, Lin Xiaoxiao was not blind, she could see that the bandaged arm was shorter.

There would be casualties in war, but she never expected that her best friend would suddenly...

"Master, this warrior's right forearm was eaten by a strange beast, so it is impossible to reattach it."

"There must be another way, right? There must be another way, right?"

Lin Xiaoxiao had witnessed with her own eyes that someone like Wang Ping, who had completely turned into a monster, could be saved, so there was no way Gongsun’s arm could not be saved.

Facing the expectant gazes of the three people, the robot nodded: "Of course, we can customize a personal mechanical bionic prosthesis for him.

This bionic prosthesis uses special biological materials, which will cause a certain degree of deformation of the body after use, and this deformation is irreversible.

Therefore, whether or not to do this needs to be decided by the master and the warrior together."

Distortion occurs?

The first thing Lin Xiaoxiao thought of was the Tang family’s modified humans. With that level of mutation and pain, do they really have to become like that just for an arm?

At this time, Ling Hao suddenly stared at the robot: "Have you forgotten the purely mechanical bionic limbs?"

After two seconds of silence, the robot's electronic eyes suddenly turned to the large screen above its head, and several solutions for treating broken arms instantly appeared on it.

This time the plan is particularly detailed, including introductions to the costs and materials needed for each plan, and even example pictures.

It was also at this time that Lin Xiaoxiao realized that mechanical prosthetics also come in many grades.

Some are connected to the upper arm bones, some are simply worn, and some are even driven by mental power, and the prices vary greatly.

The prices vary depending on the metal and materials used. Lin Xiaoxiao even saw prosthetic limbs that were more expensive than her own light armor.

As for the bionic prosthetics that the robot had mentioned before, Lin Xiaoxiao had never expected that there were so many types of them, because each bionic prosthetic came with a skill.

Looking at the price, it was actually cheaper than some expensive mechanical prostheses, which made Lin Xiaoxiao dizzy.

Rubbing her temple, she turned to look at Gongsun: "Which one are you going to use? Just pick the one you like."

"I....."

Gongsun's eyes contained excitement and confusion. He originally thought that he might become one-armed in the future. He had even prepared how to practice left-handed swordplay, but he never expected that there would be such a turn of events.

However, there were too many types of prosthetic limbs, and he didn't know how to choose. He was a little confused for a moment.

Lin Xiaoxiao turned and looked at the robot: "How long do we have to choose?"

"That depends on what kind of prosthesis you choose. For biological prostheses, it's best to perform the surgery before the wound starts to heal. For mechanical prostheses, there's no need to rush. You can wait until the soldier has recovered before starting the surgery."

To be honest, Lin Xiaoxiao is more inclined to mechanical prostheses. At least she doesn't have to worry about body mutations, but she still needs to seek Gongsun's own opinion.

Lin Xiaoxiao had no way to offer any suggestions and could only eat while waiting.

After fighting for so long, her stomach was growling with hunger, and the food Gongsun sent was especially timely.

"I've chosen this one."

Just as Lin Xiaoxiao was enjoying the delicious chicken leg, Gongsun suddenly spoke up. The robot next to him saw the plan he was pointing at and exclaimed: "Sure enough, humans all believe in fate."

fate?

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoxiao subconsciously looked up and saw a bioprosthetic solution called "Hand of Destiny" occupying the entire screen.

Unlike other prosthetic limbs, this one does not have a detailed and precise description of its skills, only a name and a price.

As if seeing Lin Xiaoxiao's doubts, Ling Hao, who had been silent for a long time, explained: "The materials used in this plan come from a mysterious race. Its state is very unstable, and the skills it produces are all kinds of strange, but the advantage is that the probability of mutation is very small.

Among all patients who received this regimen, the chance of mutation was only 30 percent.”

Thirty percent is very low, so how high are the chances of other mutations?

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Gongsun worriedly: "Are you sure you want this?"

"Well, that's it."

There was no other expression on Gongsun's face, but his tone was very firm. Lin Xiaoxiao looked at him for a while and nodded silently.

"Did you hear that? With this plan, when will the surgery be performed?"

"Master, we can start the operation right now. Please pay for the prosthesis first."

The robot playfully spun around and reached out for money. Lin Xiaoxiao waved her hand and transferred two thousand system points from the system mall: "Take it, I have money!"