Alisa left.
Lan Qingyou, however, did not rest.
Unlike Alisa, whose injuries were psychological,
hers were mainly physical.
And since she had already received treatment, and the Blood-Increasing Pill had taken effect,
she had recovered the blood she had lost.
So Lan Qingyou simply skipped sleep altogether and began planning how to make her own prosthetic limbs.
The Tower: "@The Chariot, do you have any outdated designs for prosthetic legs?"
The Chariot: "I do. I'll send you the latest design."
Knowing what Lan Qingyou wanted it for, Orff, [The Chariot], said no more.
He simply sent Lan Qingyou a prosthetic leg design created just that year.
Only after receiving the design did Lan Qingyou thank him.
Then she began developing her prosthetic limbs.
Although this world had magic, a powerful force that Lan Qingyou considered "unnatural,"
and things like Life Potions that could heal wounds instantly,
losing a limb wasn't something you could fix by simply pouring a Life Potion over the wound and waiting for it to grow back.
If Lan Qingyou's legs hadn't been sucked into that thing that might have been a "black hole,"
then even if they had been severed, a Life Potion and healing magic could have reattached them.
The miraculous effects of magic and potions could even restore them completely.
But the crux of the problem was precisely that.
Her legs were gone.
Lan Qingyou didn't even know where to look for them.
So she could only replace them with prosthetic limbs.
Fortunately, over the past hundred years or so, quite a few members of the long-lived species had become disabled for various reasons during exploration or combat.
As a result, prosthetic limbs had continued to evolve.
"Let's see what we've got here. Ultralight alloy, and they've also used Sky Mist Wood, deep-sea ice..."