Of course, he had to install this second-hand Divine Iron Bull.
Many of Dong Liyi's colleagues in the Ninghang Technology security department knew he was supposed to install a Divine Iron Bull today.
If Lin Qi didn't install it, his cover might be blown during the mission tonight.
'It's not my body anyway, just a deformed individual. It doesn't matter what I install on it.'
Lin Qi picked up the prosthetic and examined it carefully.
Drawing on the knowledge from his family's Prosthetic Clinic, he instinctively assessed the prosthetic's condition.
Integrity: Fair
Wear and Tear: High
Modification Traces: Obvious
Estimated Depreciation: 60%
...
The prosthetic's condition was a far cry from what the Prosthetic Doctor lying on the floor had claimed.
'No wonder this Prosthetic Clinic is doing so poorly. What a bunch of crooks. This thing is barely 30% new, and it's a knock-off to boot, yet they tried to sell it as practically brand-new.'
