The biochemical prosthesis was completely out of control, and all that was left of him was his head, which was stuffed into a nutrition tank on the charge of "refuse to transform." The moment the system was activated, Qin Wending sneered: "It's not my prosthetic body? Then hack it and use it."
Can he rewrite any prosthetic protocol or firewall in the mental realm? In his eyes, it was just a back door waiting for invasion. The enemy's alloy spine and military-grade tactical plug-in were suddenly named Qin. The whole abandoned city went crazy in fear - the prosthetic warrior with a net worth of tens of millions walked in, and when he came out he was a pile of raw meat, kneeling on the ground and calling his master.
When the three major prosthetic companies joined forces to block it and sent out the final weapon "Titan-class mecha prosthetic body", Qin Wending raised his head and smiled: "Thanks for such a big accessory." Civilization has degenerated into code, rules have become scrap metal, and he will become the cyber emperor who redefines mankind.
