Gracie Clinic.
An open silver briefcase sat on the long white table.
Inside the briefcase lay a canister half an arm long. A completely transparent kidney was submerged in the dark green solution.
It was made from an unknown flexible material. Its exquisitely intricate structure made one marvel at what kind of advanced civilization could have accomplished such a meticulous miracle.
And this "miracle," which embodied countless research achievements, was merely a speck of dust fallen from that great era.
Gracie wore an enraptured expression as he ran a twig-like index finger over the canister, murmuring under his breath.
"BIO-166..."
"What?"
"The serial number of this thing..."
Gracie sighed softly, his face full of fascination. "A bionic prosthesis from Utopia City, the crystallization of mechanical engineering and biology. It is the ideal replacement for a biological organ, as perfect as a work of art... even if it is only an imitation."
Every miracle of Utopia City was merely a reproduction of the Human Alliance era.
Even so, for the many survivor settlements of the wasteland era, those replicated miracles still represented an insurmountable gulf.
While Gracie was absorbed in the work of art before him, Fang Chang, standing beside the white table, fell into thought.
After staring at the balding middle-aged man for a while, he suddenly spoke.
"Aren't you going to ask about Edmond?"
He had heard that the "Butcher" named Edmond had once been Gracie's apprentice. After catching Jeff, the Knives Gang boss's eye through a surgery, he had later begun working for the Knives Gang.
This guy had introduced the business to him, yet Fang Chang had turned around and sent Edmond to the New Alliance's POW camp in exchange for a reward of 100 silver coins and 200 contribution points.
Fang Chang did not believe that