The courier boy was obviously used to the recipient being a human race other than the Imperial White Skin, so he did not show any expression of surprise and handed the receipt slip to Ogami with both hands in a very professional manner:

"Hello, is this Mr. Ogami? Please sign for your express delivery."

Ogami looked at the large half-man-high express alloy container placed by a pickup truck at the door of the apartment. Although he didn't know what it was, he didn't hesitate and just signed his name on the express delivery form.

"Have a great day!"

Ogami moved the express box into the apartment, locked the door, opened the safety lock of the box, and suddenly heard a sound from inside the box——

"Surprise!"

If it weren't for the sound that came out of the box immediately, Ogami might have cut off the head of the thing in the box with a knife——

"I'm back!"

It’s Chen Yan!

The four walls of the alloy container slowly unfolded under the action of the air pressure valve, revealing the general-purpose military brain robot [Hetuo] inside - the general-purpose [Hetuo] that was returned to the factory as a problem machine from the STR-23 space station.

】The delivery route was changed by Chen Yan on the way. After several twists and turns and several route disguises, it finally arrived at No. 33 Walker Street today through the empire's powerful logistics system.

Chen Yan looked at Ogami and asked without explaining why he turned into a brain machine:

"Where is my previous body? Has he left?"

The guy who calls himself Chen Baishu looks and sounds like a top-notch ruthless character. Chen Yan wants to know where he went after he got his body back.

"he left."

Ogami's tone was quite calm.

"He is a very powerful person and we have no conflict."

Chen Yan asked:

"How did he leave?"

The expression on Ogami's face was very complicated, and she reached out and pointed upward:

"He has gone to heaven."

Chen Yan didn't react for a moment:

"...What does it mean to go to heaven?"

Ogami explained:

"He flew away, towards the sun."

Chen Yan suddenly realized that what Ogami said was literally what he meant - Chen Baishu left this world and headed towards the sun.

Chen Yan controlled the general-purpose [Hetuo] and opened the window on the lower part of the front half of the fuselage. In the window was a brand new mechanical prosthetic hand made of a certain alloy.

"I've found a solution to your current predicament - a gift for you!"

Chen Yan's tone was filled with excitement and pride:

"This prosthetic hand is a product that I disassembled a core of this military brain robot and transformed it through the core and weapon parts.

Good stuff that can help you reach any [lighthouse] location in the world and find any news you want to find in the sea of ​​data on the Internet!

In addition, you can also connect this prosthetic hand to any electronic device you can find on the market and gain permission to use it!

The hacking function of this prosthetic hand is determined by the special architecture and core functions of the 2nm chip. At least until the 2nm chip is fully used by civilians, these functions will not become obsolete!

But the current chip technology cannot reach the level of mass production of 2nm chips. In fact, the empire's current chip technology has encountered a bottleneck, and it is difficult to popularize even 4nm... It is estimated that 2nm may be popularized for civilian use in another ten years!

Until then, this prosthetic hand will be the most useful intelligent device in the world!

And..."

Facing Chen Yan's excited speech, Ogami looked at the new prosthetic body in front of him, as if he had returned to the first time he had a bone prosthetic hand.

He seemed to be back on the reed-covered platform. The wind was very cold and he was very weak. When thunder flashed under the moon, his enemy's sword had already chopped off his arm.

Even though many years had passed, the despair that had been overcome still attacked his spirit when the memories came back, causing him to shudder for a moment.

I don't know whether it was luck or other reasons, but he was rescued after his arm was cut off, and then met a girl.

It was a snowy day, and the sky was not too dark. The sunshine made everything less lifeless. As cold as ever, there was a gentle breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, which woke him up from his coma. He only saw Buddha sculptures piled up all over the house.

.

The girl waiting for him in the courtyard has already helped him attach the bone prosthetic hand.

He had no choice.

His feeling towards the gadget cannot be said to be a contradiction, after all, this prosthetic hand has accompanied him through all obstacles until today, helped him through countless life and death crises, and saved him countless times in danger.

But he has no special feelings for this prosthetic hand. It is not his arm, even though he has used the prosthetic hand to its extreme...

It's not his arm either.

It's just a tool.

It’s hard to say whether he likes or dislikes the tool that helps him achieve his goals. He can’t say whether he hates it or not.

Even though it was something forced on him by others, he did not have any emotions towards this prosthetic hand.

His life is even more despicable than a piece of cake. Something as weighty as emotion will only press the piece of grass into the mud and be eaten clean by the insects in the mud.

It's just a tool.

Without his master, he once became a wild warrior like a bereaved dog. It was not until he rescued his master that he found the meaning of living, and the prosthetic hand helped him accomplish all this.

Until later, he left his hometown with his owner, traveled across the ocean, and experienced bizarre dangers and weirdness that no mortal could experience in several lifetimes. This prosthetic hand was always by his side.

Perhaps because he has experienced enough, or perhaps because the fact that the ambition he made at the beginning is becoming increasingly difficult to achieve has strengthened his belief, his mentality towards the bone prosthetic hand has also changed. This ugly and dangerous arm

Maybe it's no longer just a weapon.
Chapter completed!