As for disinfection?
It's the apocalypse. We don't have the luxury.
After surgery, just pop a Crimson Crystal Stone under your tongue. It's better than any disinfectant.
No one's going to die!
The so-called operating table was just a surgical bed and a shadowless lamp, but the other instruments and equipment were all there.
The Mo University Camp's infirmary only had one rule, anyway.
Once you walk through the Door, we won't let you die on the table.
After entering, the first thing Ding Yang's eyes fell upon were several large boxes beside the operating table.
Metal arms, metal legs, all with a design steeped in the violent aesthetics of cyberpunk.
Besides the arms and legs, there were also two strangely shaped spherical creations.
"Could this be..."
Recalling the Exoskeleton Equipment that Lin Qi had developed, Ding Yang immediately thought of scenes straight out of a sci-fi movie.
'Is this human augmentation?'
