Chapter 333： Prosthetic

"Come on!", "Good morning!", "Are you late today?"

As soon as he walked into the Modima Market with his bicycle, the knife sharpener Bloom greeted the vendors with a warm greeting.

-Bloom is over forty, and he is considered to be a longevity in the local area. A coarse cloth coat is covered with patches, and his skin is dark, which seems to be rust that can't be washed off.

"Here is here." Bloom smiled and responded, occasionally boasting: "The food is good today, and it's so good."

Modima Market is the same as many small town markets.

Small, crowded, cramped, but also lively.

There is no piece of the ground paved with slabs that is complete, broken, cracked, new, old, and so on.

The farmers who came from outside the city brought melons, fruits and vegetables, as well as mud and livestock manure.

Actually, the past two years have been considered good. When the bicycle did not appear two years ago, which one of the sellers was not a horseback?

This person can control Xia Qiao, but this animal can't control it!

entered the bazaar, just like the Maokeng, and it smelled so foul.

It's strange to say that at that time, Bloom didn't feel dirty at all, or in other words, he didn't think about this problem.

After all, why is it not like this?

Even in front of the aristocratic master's door, you can often see a large pile of horse dung, and those who are knowledgeable can also smell from the smell whether eggs have been added to the forage.

What now?

Seeing the dung, Bloom felt a little disgusted.

Fortunately, there is less manure, and the competition to buy Yexiang increases. Generally, soon after these animals are pulled out, some people collect the manure for composting, and the impact is not significant.

In a greeting, Bloom came to the old place.

This is the corner of the market. Generally, there are not many stall owners who are willing to set up a stall here. Only Bloom, who is a repeat customer, likes it here.

When he reached the place, he put up his bicycle.

His bicycle is very special.

There are few cars in the whole city.

On his back seat, a whetstone turntable was set up, and the turntable was connected to the rear tire with a thick cloth belt in series.

As long as the rear wheel is suspended and the pedal is lightly stepped on, the whetstone turntable immediately rotates and sharpens the knife quickly and effortlessly.

Bloom didn't think of this way.

was what he saw on the Internet and found it interesting, so he started to remodel it.

At that time, as long as he was transformed, there were more competitors in the market.

Because the sharpening of the knife was easier and labor-saving, the price of that person was very cheap, which attracted many people, forcing Bloom to cut the price.

Fortunately, Bloom is an old man in this industry, well-connected and skilled.

It didn’t take long for the competitor to leave. I heard that Chuanxiang had gone to sharpen the knife, but he stayed and continued to serve the old customers in the city.

In Bloom’s words: ‘The boy can only deceive the outsiders. The second time, no one will sharpen the knife. ’

Yes, in Bloom's view, sharpening a knife is a technical job.

There are many tips in 　　, he never tells others.

For example, if the client is right-handed, the right side of the knife must be grind horizontally, and the left side of the knife must be grind vertically, and vice versa.

When I met a villager’s kitchen knife, I only sharpened the blade, not the blade, and it took a long time to prevent rust.

If you encounter mercenaries, you have to grind it all up, sell it well, and be sure to return it next time.

Just out of the stall, in front of the knife sharpener Bloom's car, a bunch of people immediately gathered—everyone likes to chat and beat up in this wide area.

"Hey, Bloom, why haven't you improved your hand?" The shaver who had no business next to him leaned over, looking surprised.

His voice attracted the eyes of many people around him.

"Don't mention it, I just collected enough money, and the organ printing is gone!" Bloom couldn't help sighing again: "Oh, this is fate!"

—— Bloom’s left hand was hit by a heavy object when he was young. Because he didn’t have the money to treat it, he became deformed. His fingers turned out and folded on the second knuckle. It looked like a bear’s paw. At first glance, it was very It is infiltrating.

"What the hell? No organ printing?" The shaver looked surprised.

"When did it disappear? Why don't I know?" Someone also exclaimed.

"Don't you know?" A middle-aged man next to him looked surprised.

"I do not know?"

The shaver was dumbfounded. He didn't need organ printing, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to it. He just knew that there was such a thing.

"I read the news and said that this is the God of Transformation who has betrayed the God of the Internet, and that organ printing is the authority of the God of Transformation!" Middle-aged humanity.

"Huh?" The shaver was surprised.

"I don’t know? The **** of the Internet is merciful, pity us. This is the alliance with the **** of transformation. Who would have thought that this arrogant little **** would be dissatisfied after following the **** of the Internet, and betrayed, no, organ The printing is gone, alas!"

An old man leaned forward, and a mysterious voice lowered his voice, cursing the God of Transformation secretly.

Other idle guys also leaned together, lowering their voices to discuss.

From the ignorant's point of view, he thought he would talk about another widow!

"No, you said this God of Transformation is really bad, what is this called? This is called harming others and detrimental to yourself!"

"That's the reason!"

"The **** of the Internet is merciful, but it's a pity that I don't know people and I met the **** of transformation."

"I heard that the **** of transformation was the **** of appraisal before, and it was the **** of the Internet who robbed him of his godhood, and he betrayed him!" Someone chatted about the gossip legend.

"What are you looking at, what are you looking at? The dark web spreads rumors? The **** of the Internet really robbed him, and he will cooperate? It's impossible to think about it."

"No! There is no God of the Internet, does the God of Transformation have organ printing? Is there universal printing? No! I think the God of Transformation is too bad, and good things are held in his hands. It is the God of the Internet that is kind, He couldn't bear everyone's suffering before he helped everyone. The God of Transformation was unhappy when he saw it, and then he betrayed him."

"So this is ah!"

A group of idlers were discussing the disputes and contradictions between the gods, and the atmosphere gradually became enthusiastic.

However, Bloom who was mixed in, had a sad expression on his face, and he hated the God of Transformation in his heart.

"Don't be sad, the organ printing may be back anytime."

The shaver noticed Bloom's grief and comforted a little apologetically.

"It's okay, I've been here for most of my life, and it doesn't affect my life." Bloom smiled, completely indifferent.

Actually, does he really care?

This is obviously impossible.

Actually, when the [Organ Print] came out, he had enough money, but it happened that his grandson was sick and spent some of it.

Waiting for him to make up again, unexpectedly [Organ Print] went offline.

can only say, this is fate!

"The gods all over the sky are very selfish, high above, and treat us as beasts. Only the **** of the Internet is really good, and everything is for our sake! Don't worry Bloom, the **** of the Internet is powerful, the **** of transformation Dare to betray, I see, he won't live for a few days, and [Organ Print] will definitely appear again."

a greasy middle-aged man said.

As soon as 　　 finished speaking, someone nearby suddenly exclaimed.

"Hey hey, look, [Organ Print] has become [Prosthetic Leg Transformation], what does this mean?"

"Let me see!"

"Looking at the meaning, it seems that organs can be printed again."

The crowd suddenly started talking.

It turned out that when talking about organ printing, some people curiously opened the Internet to check it, but never thought, they actually saw [Prosthetic Leg Transformation]!

"Bloom, would you like to try?"

"Yeah, didn't you say you have money? Try it, don't disappear again."

The crowd became curious, and even encouraged Bloom.

"This... also good!"

Bloom gritted his teeth and decided to heal the deformed right hand.

In the eyes of everyone watching the excitement, he clicked on [Prosthetic Leg Transformation], and when he was about to pay for the Internet Coin, [Prosthetic Leg Transformation] suddenly reminded him that he needed to go to an open area far away from the city.

"Away from the city? What does this mean?" The onlookers looked blank.

"I don't know."

During the discussion, Bloom suddenly gritted his teeth and packed up the stall that had just opened.

"I'll go out and try." Bloom said.

"Hey, I'll go and see too." The idlers couldn't restrain their curiosity, and shouted.

The dirty and messy place like the bazaar was originally planned by Modima to be on the fringe of the city. It can be said that it is leaning against the city wall, so it is not troublesome to get out of the city.

Seeing a lot of people clamoring to go out to have a look, Bloom simply entrusted an acquaintance vendor next to him to help look at the bicycle, and hurried away.

A group of idle men crowded behind.

Such a large group of people immediately attracted a wave of good deeds, and even children who love to watch the excitement.

This person led people, accidentally causing a herd effect, and he took a small group of people out of the market.

When 　　 went out of the city, he even shocked the city guards, thinking they were going to rebel!

On the clearing not far outside the city, Bloom walked away from the crowd alone as required and applied for a prosthetic modification.

After the virtual screen shot a light across his right hand, the scene fell silent.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath, waiting for the miracle to happen.

However, as time passed, Bloom didn't react at all with his right hand.

"What's the matter?"

"what's happenin?"

"Hey, Bloom, didn't he cut his right hand? I have seen other people's organ prints on the Internet, and it seems that the limbs that need to be printed have to be cut off."

"I don't know, don't talk nonsense, this is a prosthetic modification, and there is no need to cut limbs."

"So why haven't you moved yet?"

"It's not a lie, right?"

The crowd started talking, and at one point, a child suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, heaven!"

Everyone looked up subconsciously.

I saw a dazzling meteor, making a piercing sound, flying across the sky, and hitting Bloom’s eyes with a "shoo".

——This is a hemispherical object the size of a skull.

"Space-based weapons?" Someone exclaimed!

"The space-based weapon is like a dragon spear. Is this not a space-based weapon?"

"Who said that space-based weapons must look like dragon spears?"

Without waiting for the crowd to argue, the hemispherical object suddenly opened, interrupting the crowd's dispute.

In the curious eyes of everyone, a group of black liquid flowed out of the hemispherical object and flew towards Bloom.

【The prosthesis is about to be remodeled, please do not move and keep enough space around your body! 】

A sweet female voice rang in the ear of the knife sharpener Bloom.

This made him stiff and dare not move at will.

In the stalemate, the black liquid rose in the air, like a thin black snake, wrapped around his right hand.

【Surgery is about to be modified, this process will not cause any discomfort, please don't panic! 】

When the prompt sounded, the black thin snake entangled his finger, and it seemed that there was a knife blade in it. In an instant, Bloom's finger was cut off.

"what--"

Countless people exclaimed.

Without waiting for everyone to panic, the black thin snake instantly blocked the severed finger, without any blood flowing out, it turned into a brand new palm after a while of distortion.

"Growing out!"

"Oh my God!"

A crowd of onlookers rushed over. Some naughty children also curiously reached out and poked Bloom's prosthesis.

In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Bloom raised his right hand and looked at the new prosthesis.

This prosthetic limb is the same color as his skin, dark and full of wrinkles, it looks like a real arm.

It’s just that the nail is very round, revealing the fact that it is a prosthetic.

"how do you feel?"

"is this real?"

The good person asked curiously.

"It feels...like it's real!"

Bloom clenched his fists unbelievably on his face and then let go, suddenly covering his face, couldn't help but tears.

He lost his right hand for more than ten years, and it really grew back!

At this moment, it is not only Bloom who is in a state of excitement?

Countless people with disabilities who deplored [Organ Printing] were all excited and ecstatic because of the appearance of prosthetic modification.

Only when you lose can you know how valuable it is to own.

Although organ printing is a bit expensive, many people will not collect enough points, magical powers, or interconnected coins for a while, and there is no such thing as owning it.

But after all, it is a hope.

There is hope, there is motivation.

The betrayal of the God of Transformation pierced their yearning for a better life, and the despair in their hearts was even stronger than before the organ printing went online!

Many people hate the God of Transformation because of this.

But no one thought that in the past few days, the Internet God actually launched an alternative product.

This is incredible!

Didn’t I say that authority is unique?

For a time, the impression of the omnipotent **** of the Internet took root in the hearts of countless believers!

Actually, not to mention that the people of the multiverse, even the gods, were stunned.

At this time, at the headquarters of the Temple of Gods, the gods had already passed the puppet clones and checked the [Prosthetic Leg Transformation].

"Is this a magic puppet?"

"No, I can't feel the breath of a magic puppet."

"Even magic puppets can't achieve this flexibility, and it is difficult for civilians without power to control."

The gods dispatched the projection of the gods to obtain the mysterious black liquid, but they did not find any results after studying for a long time.

can't be controlled, has no magical aura, looks like a dead thing, but it can perfectly fit the broken limb, like an arm making a finger.

The sea **** who gloated at misfortune was even more dumbfounded.

I did not expect that the Internet God would use this method to replace [Organ Printing] and even [Universal Printing].

Yes, in addition to the reconstruction of prostheses, the Internet has also updated [Nano Printing].

Its use process is similar to that of prosthetic modification Although nano printing can print things, it is obviously less than universal printing.

For example, some magic materials cannot be printed out at all, but it is still enough to fill the gap left by the universal printing exit.

"If I guessed correctly, Wadsworth has taken refuge in you, right?"

In the uncertain eyes of the gods, Yu Shengan looked at the sea **** with a deep expression, and said:

"Wadsworth's authority can transform any energy into any other energy, so if I'm not wrong, you will definitely imitate my Magic Bank, Soul Power Bank, and even the online fighting bank, right?"

Yu Sheng's words made the Star God's eyes narrowed.

The gift he intends to give to the **** of the Internet is exactly these.

He did not expect that the **** of the Internet would take the initiative to pierce it!

is also right, the **** of the Internet is so wise and close to the demon, it is not surprising to guess this!

"What about it?"

Poseidon held his head slightly, his face defiant.

"Go back and tell Wadsworth that betraying me will be the biggest mistake he made in his life! Really think that copying my functions can surpass me? It's a dream!

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