Prosthetic Doctor Little Finger

『Data rebooting』

『Prosthetic data matching』

『Endoskeleton system resuming operation』

『Ocular chip activated, ocular implant functioning normally』

『Mechanical Heart charging』

Gao Gong seemed to have had a bizarre dream. In it, streams of neon light spanned the galaxy, and he transformed into a virtual Sovereign, wandering through the civilized territories of various worlds. Behind him were adaptation templates for countless intelligent species, and wherever he went, innumerable old sp bowed in reverence.

Suddenly, someone jumped out, enraged, shouting, "To buy your paper figurines, I even cut off a kidney! You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. You'll suffer the same fate."

Before he could even pitch his "Enhanced Reproductive Gift Package," the virtual songstresses, electronic idols, experience empresses, and young matron models behind him swarmed forward and drowned him.

"My kidney, my kidney, my kidney, give me back my kidney—"

Gao Gong sat up abruptly, drenched in sweat and gasping for air.

It was too terrifying. The virtual units he developed were actually charging him. He had spent so much that his account was maxed out, and he couldn't even enter the Mechanical City. To make money, he had to sell his body, kneeling before rich women to beg for support.

The experiences from his previous life had merged with the original owner's memories, piecing together this strange dream.

But that rich woman in the black tight-fitting suit had a truly hot figure... though her whip was a bit thick...

"You look like you're suffering from kidney deficiency," Little Finger taunted as he operated the surgical table.

"Do you want a bionic kidney, or shall I install the 'Mister Oak Model 3' for you?"

Gao Gong touched his right eye. His blurry vision sharpened as it focused, finally settling on the middle-aged, balding man before him.

The Iron Sand Desert was not the Sleepless City; few Prosthetic Doctors chose to settle in this radiation zone.

After all, with their skills, they could live quite comfortably in the Sleepless City.

And Prosthetic Doctor Little Finger ranked among the top three Prosthetic Doctors in all the oases.

However, Gao Gong wasn't polite to him.

"I have kidney deficiency from overuse. What's your excuse for being bald? Do you drive planes with your mechanical hand all day?"

Little Finger's face darkened. He glared at Gao Gong indignantly, wishing he could plunge his surgical scalpel into the man's chest.

"Stop the nonsense and pay up! Including the ocular implant and endoskeleton repair, it's a total of five thousand six hundred Mech Coins. And the three bullets in you, a hundred each, let's round it up to six thousand Mech Coins. Will you pay by card or cash?"

"You're charging for bullet removal too! Why don't you just rob people!"

"With my skills, why would I need to rob?"

"I have no money, no life to give, and no ass to offer."

"Damn it, you punk, don't get cocky. Believe it or not, I'll pull out your prosthetic tubes and turn you into a vegetable!"

Gao Gong decisively gave him the middle finger and yanked off several infusion tubes from the connection ports. The surgery was done; who was he trying to fool?

"Where are you going?" Little Finger couldn't help but ask as the other man staggered out.

"To the restroom. Do you want to eat my shit?"

In the restroom, Gao Gong flipped the switch for the mirror. The water curtain flowing from above washed the mirror clean, revealing a face that was both unfamiliar and familiar.

It was a handsome face, mixed with a hint of wildness, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. It strongly resembled the first version of the "Girl Killer" he had developed. Unfortunately, this version of the "Virtual Companion" didn't sell well. To be precise, it was well-received but didn't sell.

The ironclad fact proved that even in the universe, women's purses were not as plump as their chests.

Fortunately, he learned from his mistakes, immediately changed direction, and developed the "Rich Woman Love Love" Model 2, which turned losses into profits and even made a fortune.

This also strengthened his resolve to rely on rich women.

The metal plate on his palm had also been removed during the surgery. Judging by the skin tone, synthetic skin had been re-implanted.

These decorative metal implants were useless, only increasing the modification rate pointlessly.

The path Gao Gong intended to take in the future was very difficult. He needed to make every modification point count twice. Cosmetic surgery-style modifications were completely unnecessary.

After all, he was already this handsome.

Overall, Gao Gong was quite satisfied with this new body.

If you didn't look too closely, you'd think he was a bionic male model from the Sleepless City.

Name: Gao Gong

Race: Carbon-based Human

Total Level: Lv 12

Physical Modification: 24

Consciousness: 10

Primary Profession: Mechanical Augmenter Lv8 (You are an excellent bounty hunter, and your immense ambition grants you brutal strength)

Secondary Profession: Factory No. 4 Junior Worker Lv1 (You are an ordinary factory worker with extensive practical experience with various machinery)

Health: 112/112

Stamina: 23/108

Mechanical Energy: 96

Personal Attributes: Strength 16 Agility 9 Stamina 14 Intelligence 8 Perception 10 Charisma 4

Free Attribute Points: 0

Personal System: Omitted

System Modifications:

Endoskeleton Reinforcement (Musculoskeletal System): Your internal skeleton has been replaced by a titanium alloy mechanical frame. Although it's a mass-produced factory item, it still grants you sufficient mechanical power. Strength +5, Stamina +2, Agility -2.

Bionic Joints (Musculoskeletal System): Complementing the mechanical endoskeleton's power transmission joints, these have built-in micro-motors and require timely charging. Agility +2.

General Purpose Bionic Eye *1: Performs simple visual imaging. Visual range: 300 meters (non-adjustable).

Mechanical Heart Lite (Circulatory System): A standard mechanical unit, serving as a backup power source for the body. Requires charging every 12 hours.

Little Finger, that bald man, didn't tamper with anything. The heavy-duty endoskeleton only cost a little stamina, and the blown-out bionic joints were repaired perfectly.

This indicated the other party's craftsmanship was quite exquisite.

With the transfer of his secondary profession, he gained 3 attribute points. His apparent strength seemed to have increased, but—

"General purpose bionic eye, Lite version mechanical heart, you bald guy, is your heart made of darkness!"

After squeezing the fifth nutrient paste into his mouth like toothpaste (he had been unconscious for three days and had undergone surgery), Gao Gong slammed the table, turning his back on his benefactor.

Little Finger was stunned at first, then became enraged. "The parts on you are all Mechanical Legion models. Where am I supposed to get original versions for you? Should I go rob a legion outpost?"

"Besides me, where else in this oasis can you find a Prosthetic Doctor who installs military-grade equipment for you?"

Gao Gong pouted, knowing the other party was telling the truth. However, this meant his true strength was reduced by at least 30%.

Gao Gong scanned his surroundings, his eyes suddenly lighting up. It turned out that besides bringing the mobile operating table, the old guy had also placed many Prosthetic Doctor reference books on it.

He reached out to take one.

Little Finger was quick. His left hand, which had been modified into a mechanical one, grabbed him. He asked coldly, "What do you want to do?"

"Just to take a look," Gao Gong chuckled. "Learn from you, sir."

"I remember you weren't this thick-skinned before."

"Is my thick skin something you can see?"

"You wish!"

"Only handsome guys can wish for such things."

"You... scram!"

Among all secondary professions, Prosthetic Doctor ranked in the top three in terms of career potential. For players to get started, they had to complete a series of complex quest chains before obtaining the doctor's handwritten notes and officially transferring professions.

Of course, there was another way: directly killing a Prosthetic Doctor and seizing their legacy.

However, Prosthetic Doctors were standard faction NPCs. They were all cunning and resourceful, either backed by gangs or employed by major corporations, possessing extremely strong defenses.

Even Little Finger, who had fallen to the Iron Sand Desert, was still backed by Black Rose, an influential assassin intermediary.

In fact, if it weren't for Black Rose's request, Little Finger wouldn't have even bothered to acknowledge Gao Gong.

There were plenty of Mechanical Hunters willing to treat him like an ancestor.

"What are you two arguing about?"

With a series of engine roars, a heavy motorcycle, strikingly similar to the one Catwoman rode in Batman 3, sped forward without slowing down. It slammed on its brakes three centimeters in front of them. The motorcycle's rear wheel, as large as a truck's, lifted sharply and then slammed back down onto the ground.

The intense gust of wind blew away Little Finger's already sparse hair, turning his face pale with fright.

Emerging from the smoke, Catwoman, no, Black Rose in a black leather outfit, swung her long legs over and stood casually, possessing a supermodel's physique.

Little Finger didn't hesitate to fawn over her.

"The latest model Kusanagi Hunter Blade 430, Blazing Engine, 9500cc displacement, accelerates to 350 km/h in 2.3 seconds. It suits you perfectly, Rose. You sitting on it is simply heroic, a motorcycle goddess, perfect, absolutely perfect!"

Black Rose ignored him. She chained the motorcycle to the lathe and walked directly in front of Gao Gong. Her smooth, slick right hand cupped Gao Gong's chin. She lowered her head and examined him intently.

Gao Gong could feel her alcohol-tinged breath on his face, as well as Little Finger's envious and resentful gaze from behind.

"You seem to have recovered well," Black Rose said, examining Gao Gong's physical condition as if checking her favorite toy.

"Mmph, I'm alright."

Gao Gong's mouth was held, allowing only muffled sounds. His eyes caught sight of her fair wrist, incredibly smooth. The veins beneath her skin appeared like blue circuits.

A cosmetic-grade bionic modification? Combat-type prosthetics usually weren't this aesthetically pleasing.

Black Rose suddenly withdrew her hand and said calmly, "Did you two just have a fight?"

"He wanted to take my prosthetic modification notes!" Little Finger immediately flared up in anger.

"If he wants to see them, just show him. Are you worried he'll steal your craft?"

"Him!? If he could understand it, I'd jump off a building!"

"Since he can't understand it, why didn't you show him?"

Little Finger was rendered speechless, and Gao Gong felt a surge of relief.

Black attire, chains, and a whip.

Gao Gong's expression changed. A rich woman is right beside me!