World of Disorder, Graycast Corridor, the core area of Great Labyrinth City.
At 9:00 AM, the three of them logged on at the same time as agreed.
After emerging from the makeshift sleeping bag, the three immediately began to examine their bodies and found no strange Aberration.
However, the durability of this sleeping bag seems to be depleting more than usual within the Second Holy See area, presumably because it has partially blocked some of the erosion.
After a brief discussion, the three decided to conduct an experiment using the controlled variable method today. When they logged off tonight, they would randomly select an unlucky person and confiscate their sleeping bag prop to observe how Random Alienation occurs and affects their bodies.
However, it was still early, and the official meeting document from Graycast Corridor had not yet been issued. After a brief discussion, the three decided to begin today's main activity—shopping.
It wasn't that the three of them had a penchant for shopping; it was just that they had finally arrived at the heart of the Graycast Corridor, and it would be a waste of their trip if they didn't experience the scenery here.
If a social media app provides a social circle in the real world, then the official forum of the World of Disorder is their social circle in their second life.
As for posting travel photos, everyone who has been through it knows that you can suffer, but you have to get good pictures!
So the three of them quickly began patrolling the streets near the hotel. It was indeed unusual for two well-proportioned vegetative patients and a burly half-dragon to stroll around together, especially in the Graycast Corridor, a place where most people had undergone cybernetic modifications.
The scales on the three people's bodies, as well as the plant buds and leaves sprouting from the corners of their clothes, all pointed to their status as outsiders.
Along the way, the sheriffs of the Great Labyrinth City naturally stopped to check them, but as long as the three of them showed them the golden emblem of the Great Labyrinth City, the sheriffs would immediately become very docile and wish them a pleasant journey.
Such a rapid change of face made the players wonder if the sheriffs here all possessed some kind of ability from another world, but they soon realized that there was a reason why this world was called the " World of Disorder ".
Every faction has its own areas of disorder, and the place where the three of them realized this was called...
A street lined with prosthetic bodies.
There are at least two hundred prosthetic shops on the long, undulating street in front of you. Countless prosthetics, some gold, some silver, some glossy, some matte, are displayed in the shop windows, waiting for passersby to choose.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] paused in place, unconsciously swallowed, and whispered:
"Holy crap... I've never seen anything like this before."
"Who can argue with that? To be honest, we really need to find a place to take some photos, right?"
As he spoke, the [ Shit Appraisal Master ] had already arrived at the very center of the street, found a relatively symmetrical position, and recorded most of the entire street.
[ With Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] he pondered and said:
"You guys think these metal mechanical arms and legs count as a specialty of the Graycast Corridor? [ Second-Class Biscuit ] and a few other guys even told me to take some Graycast Corridor specialties back with me before I left."
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] The corner of his mouth twitched:
I think so, but it's a bit of a novelty.
"It's fine, I won't buy anything that's not unusual."
The three walked and looked around, and soon arrived at a store that looked quite spacious.
This place sells not only replaceable prosthetic bodies, also known as replacement implants, but also enhanced implants that do not require the removal of existing body parts.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] muttered to himself, "Machinery is the romance of mankind," before leaning over the counter to examine each prosthetic body one by one, drool soon dripping from the corner of his mouth.
The three of them walked from outside the store into the store, and the prosthetics on the counter gradually changed from weapons, hands, and feet to replacement organs such as hearts and lungs.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] was quickly captivated by a set of prosthetic heart and lungs, and looking at the smoothly operating mechanical structure, he subconsciously reached out his hand.
"Smack!"
A thin iron bar struck his hand, startling the player who was engrossed in the beauty of the machinery.
Turning my head, I saw a middle-aged man with a mechanical prosthetic eye retracting the iron bar in his right hand.
Seeing the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] looking at him, he asked impatiently:
Do you want to buy it?
The three players shook their heads, indicating they were just looking.
The middle-aged shop owner's face immediately darkened, and he said:
Don't rummage through it if you're not buying.
As he spoke, he looked at the three of them and gave them instructions:
"Just look at it, don't even think about trying it."
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] thought for a moment, then stepped forward and opened his hand, revealing the gilded badge that had allowed them to pass through unimpeded.
"Excuse me, we're from out of town, but a notary gave us this, look..."
The middle-aged man with one dead fish eye immediately stepped forward, took the badge, and skillfully inserted it into the slot of his prosthetic eye before looking at the sunlight streaming in.
Under the sunlight, the small print on the metal emblem finally revealed itself: [VIPs of the Great Labyrinth City may freely enter and exit all non-confidential areas. November 30th, 908 of the Royal Calendar].
The dead-eyed shopkeeper reached out and took off the emblem, then, in the instant he handed it to the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ], he opened his half-open one eye as wide as he could:
"This is useful... Which one would you distinguished guests like to see? I can introduce them to you. But let me make it clear beforehand, you'll have to wear gloves if you want to touch them."
The three players appeared to fall into a brief silence, but in reality, they were using the game system to chat privately.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ]: "It seems this emblem is truly extraordinary; he simply pressed it directly into the prosthetic eye."
[ Shit Appraisal Master ]: "I should have realized this thing held a secret, but does that mean I can't see it without a prosthetic eye?"
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ]: "He seems quite willing to introduce us, why don't we let him be our free tour guide?"
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] & [ Shit Appraisal Master ]: "That makes sense."
Soon, a top salesman who was promoting prosthetic bodies was manually trained by three players to become a guide at the mechanical museum.
The man patiently took out various prosthetic limbs from the counter, some suitable for the battlefield and others for home use, and began explaining to the three men the ingenuity of their designs and the important components added to deal with possible situations.
The shopkeeper, with his dead-fish eyes, talked until his throat was dry, but the three of them naturally had no intention of buying anything.
However, they were quite disciplined, simply listening quietly to the person in front of them as they explained, without actually touching or groping the expensive prosthetics.
However, a new change soon occurred: [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] saw a thick mechanical arm in the counter in front of him.
At first glance, this robotic arm looks no different from any other robotic arm, but upon closer inspection, the half-dragon man noticed something amiss with the armor plates embedded in it.
He pointed to the robotic arm and asked:
"Boss, this..."
The boss, who had been looking like a dead fish, suddenly perked up when he saw this.
He glanced at the half-dragon customer who had raised the question, then looked at the mechanical arm, and said with a smile:
"You have excellent taste, sir. You noticed the dragon scales embedded in this prosthetic limb?"