"Oh? How so?" Luo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly at this.
Back on the Yi City battlefield, three people had run into trouble. Han Shanzhong's injuries had originally been the lightest; after all, he had only lost an arm.
But Niu Dagang? He had suffered a terrifying curse and was turning into a Weird, while An Xiaoran had nearly lost her life.
Yet after An Xiaoran received and absorbed a top-grade third tier Weird Crystal, she had recovered completely. She had also dispelled Niu Dagang's curse.
Han Shanzhong, whose injuries had originally been the lightest, now had the worst injuries.
Although Han Shanzhong had a fairly good mindset, losing an arm would affect the strength of any close-combat Sequence, no matter what.
Had he now found a suitable way to resolve it?
"Here's the situation. Someone with the Prosthetist Sequence posted an advertisement on the forum. He said that as long as people supplied their own materials, he could make custom Prosthetic Limbs for anyone. They're just as flexible as your own arms, and he only charges a crafting fee."
"I checked where this Prosthetist is. He's not too far from our Hope Convoy, just over three hundred kilometers in a straight line."
"So I was thinking, either you could come with me, Luo Fan, or we could see if the Hope Convoy can head in that direction," Han Shanzhong said.
"I'm fine with either. Mainly, you should ask Brother Zhao about his situation." Luo Fan thought for a moment at this, then nodded.
A straight-line distance of over three hundred kilometers was not actually close, but if it could restore Han Shanzhong's arm, even with just a Prosthetic Limb, Luo Fan felt that making the trip would be no problem.
"All right, I'll ask Brother Zhao." A smile appeared