Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World Chapter 333: Prosthetics

　　 "Come on!", "Good morning!", "Are you late today?"

　　As soon as he walked into the Modima Market with his bicycle, the knife sharpener Bloom greeted the vendors with a warm greeting.

　　—Blum is over forty and is considered a longevity in the local area. His coarse cloth coat is covered with patches, and his skin is dark, seeming to be rust that cannot be washed off.

　　"Here is here." Bloom smiled and replied, occasionally boasting two sentences: "The food is good today, and the water is good."

　　 Modima Market is the same as many small town markets.

　　 is small, crowded, cramped, but also lively.

　　The ground paved with slates, not one piece is complete, broken, cracked, new, old, and so on.

　　The farmer who came from outside the city brought melons, fruits and vegetables, as well as mud and livestock manure.

　　 Actually, the past two years are pretty good. When the bicycle didn’t show up two years ago, which one of the sellers was not a horseman?

　　This person can control Xiaqiao, but this animal can't control it!

　　 entered the bazaar, just like entering the Maokeng, it smelled so foul.

　　 It's strange to say that at that time, Bloom didn't feel dirty at all, or in other words, he didn't think about this problem.

　　 After all, why is it not like this?

　　 is in front of the aristocratic master's door, and you can often see a large pile of horse dung, and those who are knowledgeable can also smell from the smell whether eggs are added to the forage.

　　 now?

　　 Seeing the dung, Bloom felt a little disgusted.

　　 Fortunately, there is less manure, and the competition for night scent is greater. Generally, soon after these animals are pulled out, some people collect the manure for composting, and the impact is not significant.

　　 In a hello, Bloom came to the old place.

　　 This is the corner of the market. Generally, there are not many stall owners who are willing to set up a stall here, only Bloom, who is leaning on returning customers, likes it here.

　　 When he reached the place, he put up his bicycle.

　　His bicycle is very special.

　　 There are few cars in the whole city.

　　 On his back seat, a whetstone turntable was set up, and the turntable was connected to the rear tires with a thick cloth belt.

　　 As long as the rear wheel is suspended and the pedal is lightly stepped on, the whetstone turntable immediately rotates and sharpens the knife quickly and effortlessly.

　　 Bloom did not think of this method.

　　 was what he saw on the Internet and found it interesting, so he started to remodel it.

　　 At that time, as long as he was transformed, there were more competitors in the market.

　　Because the sharpening of the knife is easier and labor-saving, the price of that person is very cheap, which attracts many people, forcing Bloom to cut the price.

　　 Fortunately, Bloom is an old man in this business, well-connected and skilled.

　　 It didn’t take long for the competitor to leave. I heard that Chuanxiang had gone to sharpen the knife. Only he stayed and continued to serve the old customers in Mancheng.

　　 In Bloom’s words: ‘The boy can only deceive the outsider. The second time I go, I’m sure no one will sharpen the knife again. ’

　　 Yes, to Bloom, sharpening a knife is a technical job.

　　 there are many tricks in it, he never tells others.

　　 For example, if the client is right-handed, the right side of the knife must be grind horizontally, and the left side of the knife must be grind vertically, and vice versa.

　　When I met a villager’s kitchen knife, I only sharpened the blade, not the blade, and it took a long time to prevent rust.

　　 If you encounter mercenaries, you have to grind it all up, look good, and be sure to return it next time.

　　 Just out of the stall, in front of the knife sharpener Bloom’s car, a bunch of people immediately gathered—everyone likes to be in this spacious place, chatting, and farting.

　　 "Hey, Bloom, why haven't you changed your hand?" The shaver, who had no business next to him, leaned over, looking surprised.

　　His voice attracted the attention of many people around him.

　　"Don't mention it, I just made up enough money, then the organ printing is gone!" Bloom couldn't help sighing again: "Oh, this is fate!"

　　—— Bloom’s left hand was hit by a heavy object when he was young. Because he didn’t have the money to treat it, he became deformed. His fingers were turned out and folded on the second knuckle. It looked like a bear’s paw. At first glance Arrived, very oozing.

　　 "What the hell? No organ printing?" The shaver looked surprised.

　　 "When did it disappear? Why don't I know?" Someone also exclaimed.

　　 "Don't you know?" A middle-aged man next to him looked surprised.

　　 "Don't know?"

　　The head shaver was dumbfounded. He didn't need organ printing, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to it. He just knew that there was such a thing.

　　 "I read the news that this is the God of Transformation who has betrayed the God of the Internet, and that organ printing is the authority of the God of Transformation!" Middle-aged humanity.

　　 "Huh?" The shaver was surprised.

　　"I don’t know? The **** of the Internet is merciful, pitiful us. This is the alliance with the **** of transformation. Who would have thought that this **** is a little bit bigger and smaller, and he is still not satisfied with the **** of the Internet, so he betrayed, this No, the organ printing is gone, alas!"

　　 An old man leaned forward, and a mysterious voice lowered his voice, cursing the God of Transformation.

　　 Other idle guys also leaned together, lowering their voices to discuss.

　　 From the ignorant’s point of view, he thought he would call another widow!

　　 "No, you said this God of Transformation is really bad, what is this called? This is called harming others and detrimental to yourself!"

　　"This is the reason!"

　　"The **** of the Internet is merciful, but unfortunately I don’t know people and I met the **** of transformation."

　　 "I heard that the **** of transformation was the **** of appraisal before. It was the **** of the Internet who robbed him of his godhood, and he betrayed him!" Someone chatted about the gossip legend.

　　"What are you looking at, what are you looking at? The dark web made rumors? The **** of the Internet really robbed him, and he will cooperate? It's impossible to think about it."

　　"No! There is no God of the Internet, does the God of Transformation have organ printing? Is there universal printing? No! I think the God of Transformation is too bad, and the good things are in his hands. It is the Internet of God is merciful and can't bear everyone's suffering before he helps everyone. The God of Transformation is not happy when he sees it, and then he betrays."

　　 "It turned out to be like this!"

　　 A group of idle men were discussing the disputes and contradictions between gods and spirits, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

　　 However, Bloom, who was mixed in it, looked sad, and hated the God of Transformation in his heart.

　　 "Don't be sad, the organ printing may be back sometime."

　　The shaver noticed Bloom's grief and comforted a little apologetically.

　　 "It's okay, I've been here for most of my life, and it doesn't affect my life." Bloom smiled, completely indifferent.

　　 Actually, does he really care?

　　 This is obviously impossible.

　　 In fact, when the [Organ Print] came out, he collected enough money, but it happened that his grandson was sick and spent some of it.

　　 Waiting for him to make up again, unexpectedly [Organ Print] went offline.

　　 can only say, this is fate!

　　"All the gods in the sky are very selfish, high above us, and treat us as beasts. Only the **** of the Internet is really good, and everything is for our sake! Don’t worry Bloom, the **** of the Internet is powerful. The God of Transformation dared to betray, I see, he won’t live for a few days, and [Organ Print] will definitely reappear."

　　 a greasy middle-aged man said.

As soon as 　　 finished speaking, someone next to him suddenly exclaimed.

　　"Hey, look, [Organ Print] has become [Prosthetic Leg Transformation], what does this mean?"

　　 "Let me see!"

　　 "Looking at the meaning, it seems that organs can be printed again."

　　 The crowd suddenly started talking.

　　 It turned out that when talking about organ printing, some people curiously opened the Internet to check it, but never thought, they actually saw [Prosthetic Leg Transformation]!

　　"Bloom, would you like to try?"

　　 "Yeah, didn't you say you have money? Try it, don't disappear again."

　　 The crowd became curious and encouraged Bloom even more.

　　 "This... also good!"

　　 Bloom gritted his teeth and decided to heal his deformed right hand.

　　 In the eyes of everyone watching the excitement, he clicked on [Prosthetic Reconstruction], and when he was about to pay for the Internet currency, [Prosthetic Reconstruction] suddenly reminded him that he needed to go to an open area far away from the city.

　　 "Away from the city? What do you mean?" The onlookers looked blank.

　　 "I don't know."

　　 Amid the discussion, Bloom suddenly gritted his teeth and packed up the stall that had just opened.

　　 "I'll go out and try." Bloom said.

　　 "Hey, I'll go and see, too." The idlers couldn't restrain their curiosity and shouted.

　　 The dirty and messy place like the bazaar was originally planned by Modima to be on the fringe of the city. It can be said that it is leaning against the city wall, so it is not troublesome to get out of the city.

　　 Seeing a lot of people clamoring to go out to have a look, Bloom simply entrusted an acquaintance vendor next to him to help look at the bicycle, and hurried away.

　　 A group of idlers flocked behind.

　　 Such a large group of people immediately attracted a wave of good deeds, and even children who love to watch the excitement.

　　 This person led people, accidentally causing a herd effect, and he took a small number of people out of the market.

When 　　 left the city, he even surprised the city guards, thinking they were going to rebel!

　　On a clearing not far from the city, Bloom walked away from the crowd alone as required and applied for a prosthetic modification.

　　 After the virtual screen shot a light across his right hand, the scene fell silent.

　　 Everyone subconsciously held their breath, waiting for the miracle to happen.

　　 But as time passed, Bloom's right hand didn't react at all.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　"Hey, Bloom, didn’t he cut his right hand? I have seen other people’s organ prints on the Internet, and it seems that the limbs that need to be printed have to be cut off."

　　 "I don't know, don't talk nonsense, this is a prosthetic modification, and there is no need to cut limbs."

　　 "Why haven't you moved yet?"

　　 "Is it a lie?"

　　 The crowd started talking, and at one point, a child suddenly exclaimed.

　　 "Look, heaven!"

　　 Everyone looked up subconsciously.

　　 I saw a dazzling meteor, making a piercing sound, flying across the sky, and hitting Bloom’s eyes with a "shoo".

　　——This is a hemispherical object the size of a skull.

　　"Space-based weapons?" Someone exclaimed!

　　"The space-based weapon is like a dragon spear. Is this not a space-based weapon?"

　　"Who said that space-based weapons must look like dragon spears?"

　　 Without waiting for the crowd to argue, the hemispherical object suddenly opened, interrupting the crowd's dispute.

　　 In the curious eyes of everyone, a cloud of black liquid flowed out of the hemispherical object and flew towards Bloom.

　　【The prosthesis is about to be remodeled, please do not move, and keep plenty of space around your body! 】

　　The sweet female voice sounded in the ear of the knife sharpener Bloom.

　　 This made him stiff and dare not move at will.

　　In the stalemate, the black liquid rose in the air, like a thin black snake, wrapped around his right hand.

　　【Surgery is about to be modified, this process will not cause any discomfort, please don't panic! 】

When the 　　 reminder sounded, the thin black snake entangled his finger, and it seemed to have a knife blade in it. In an instant, Bloom's finger was cut off.

　　 "Ah--"

　　 Countless people exclaimed.

　　 Without waiting for everyone to panic, the thin black snake instantly blocked the severed finger, without a trace of blood flowing out, it turned into a brand new palm in a twist and deformation.

　　 "Grow out!"

　　 "My God!"

　　A crowd of onlookers rushed over. Some naughty children also curiously reached out and poked Bloom's prosthesis.

　　 In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Bloom raised his right hand and looked at the new prosthesis.

　　 This prosthetic limb is the same color as his skin, dark and wrinkled, it looks like a real arm.

　　 It’s just that the nails are very round, revealing the fact that it is a prosthetic.

　　 "How do you feel?"

　　 "Is this true?"

　　The good person asked curiously.

　　 "It feels...like it's real!"

　　 Bloom clenched his fists unbelievably on his face and released them, and suddenly he covered his face, and couldn't help but tears.

　　 He lost his right hand for more than ten years, and it really grew back!

　　 At this moment, it's not just Bloom who is in a state of excitement?

　　Countless people with disabilities who deplored the [Organ Printing] offline were all excited and ecstatic because of the appearance of prosthetic modification.

　　 Only when you lose can you know how valuable you have it.

　　Although organ printing is a bit expensive, many people will not collect enough points, magic powers, or interconnected coins for a while, and they are not even owned.

　　 But after all, it is a hope.

　　 There is hope, there is motivation.

　　The betrayal of the God of Transformation pierced their yearning for a better life, and the despair in their hearts was even stronger than before the organ printing went online!

　　 Many people hate the God of Transformation because of this.

　　 But no one thought that in the past few days, the Internet God actually launched an alternative product.

　　 This is incredible!

　　 Didn’t I say that authority is unique?

　　 For a time, the impression of the omnipotent **** of the Internet took root in the hearts of countless believers!

　　 Actually, not to mention the people of the multiverse, even the gods were stunned.

　　 At this time, at the headquarters of the Temple of Gods, the gods had already passed the puppet clones and checked the [Prosthetic Leg Transformation].

　　"Is this a magic puppet?"

　　 "No, I can't feel the breath of a magic puppet."

　　"Even magic puppets cannot achieve this flexibility, and it is difficult for civilians without power to control."

　　 The gods sent projections of the gods to obtain the mysterious black liquid, but they did not find anything after studying for a long time.

　　 cannot be manipulated, has no magical aura, looks like a dead thing, but it can perfectly fit a broken limb, like an arm making a finger.

　　The sea **** who gloats for misfortune is even more dumbfounded.

　　 did not expect that the **** of the Internet would use this method to replace [Organ Printing] and even [Universal Printing].

　　 Yes, in addition to the reconstruction of prostheses, the Internet has also updated [Nanoprinting].

　　 The use process is similar to that of prosthetic modification~ IndoMTL.com~ Although nano printing can print things, it is obviously less than universal printing.

　　 For example, some magic materials cannot be printed out at all, but it is still enough to fill the blank left by the universal printing exit.

　　 "If I guessed correctly, Wadsworth has taken refuge in you, right?"

　　In the uncertain eyes of the gods, Yu Shengan looked at the sea **** with a deep expression, and said:

　　"Wadsworth's authority can transform any energy into any other energy, so if I'm not mistaken, you will definitely imitate my Magic Bank, Soul Power Bank, and even the online fighting spirit bank, right? "

　　 Yu Sheng's words made the Star God's eyes narrowed.

　　 These are the gifts he intends to give to the God of the Internet.

　　 He didn't expect that the **** of the Internet would take the initiative to pierce it!

　　 is also right, the **** of the Internet is so wise and close to the demon, it is not surprising to guess this!

　　 "What about it?"

　　 Poseidon held his head slightly, his face defiant.

　　 "Go back and tell Wadsworth that betraying me will be the biggest mistake he has made in his life! Really think that copying my function can surpass me? It's a dream!"

　　https://

　　Genius only remembers the address of this site in one second:. Mobile version reading URL: