"I really do think there's a good chance your dad isn't dead now."
Xia Xu stared at the object on the ground in silence for a moment, then turned rather speechlessly toward Pan Long, who had come over after hearing the commotion.
"Why?"
Pan Long looked up at Xia Xu in puzzlement.
"Because I seem to have something pretty similar."
Xia Xu pressed a hand to his forehead and gave it a pat, then lifted the back of his shirt, revealing a sinister-looking mechanical centipede clinging to his spine.
Looking back at the object on the ground, it was indeed another metal centipede as thick as an arm.
Although it looked rather crude and was considerably larger than the Centipede Spine, its overall structure bore an uncanny resemblance to the Mechanical Centipede Spine on his back.
Was it a coincidence?
That was possible.
After all, nobody held a patent on the shape of a centipede. It was just a biomimetic form anyone could use, and with its highly distinctive multitude of legs and segments, anyone's creation would look much the same.
But rather than coincidence, Xia Xu was more inclined to trust his own logic and intuition.
He crouched down and examined it.
This mechanical centipede, which could be controlled through brain waves using the smart glasses, was not a Centipede Spine, merely a remote-controlled robot modeled after a centipede.
But aside from its muscle-stimulation function, the Mechanical Centipede Spine was also capable of moving and crawling, and its construction was extremely similar to this mechanical centipede's.
Was it really just a coincidence?
When they first came in, that little boy had mentioned finding centipedes as thick as fingers in the underground passage.
He had probably meant real centipedes. It was perfectly normal for snakes, insects, rats, and ants to