Dual Worlds: I Have a Doomsday World

Of course, he had to install this second-hand Divine Iron Bull.

Many of Dong Liyi’s colleagues in the Ninghang Technology security department knew he was supposed to install a Divine Iron Bull today.

If Lin Qi didn’t install it, his cover might be blown during the mission tonight.

’It’s not my body anyway, just a deformed individual. It doesn’t matter what I install on it.’

Lin Qi picked up the prosthetic and examined it carefully.

Drawing on the knowledge from his family’s Prosthetic Clinic, he instinctively assessed the prosthetic’s condition.

Integrity: Fair

Wear and Tear: High

Modification Traces: Obvious

Estimated Depreciation: 60%

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The prosthetic’s condition was a far cry from what the Prosthetic Doctor lying on the floor had claimed.

’No wonder this Prosthetic Clinic is doing so poorly. What a bunch of crooks. This thing is barely 30% new, and it’s a knock-off to boot, yet they tried to sell it as practically brand-new.’

The "90% off" price was benchmarked against the latest Divine Iron Bull model from Liu’s Heavy Industries.

For an old piece of junk like this from some small-time manufacturer—a re-shelled knock-off modified by the Prosthetic Doctor—selling it at this price would net him a profit of at least 50%.

’Aren’t they worried this piece of junk will just explode?’

Though he held the thing in contempt, it was only a tool for his disguise. Lin Qi made a few casual adjustments and finished the installation.

Partially synchronizing with the deformed individual’s senses through his Extraordinary Ability was a novel sensation for Lin Qi.

His intuition about this body told him it felt like he’d become a eunuch, yet the prosthetics amplified his neural signal transmission several times over.

Just as expected from a back-alley workshop—they really cranked everything to the max!

With that, Lin Qi had completed his preparations for the mission.

Stepping off the operating table, Lin Qi took a moment to acclimate to the deformed individual’s power.

Aside from the Divine Iron Bull, the entire body was outfitted with prosthetics that were at least A-Class, providing an all-around strength enhancement and a considerable number of multi-functional weapons. It also had a special-edition, Ninghang Technology-issue S-Class neuro-drive storage prosthetic with S-Class data-interchange capabilities, greatly boosting its online offensive and defensive power.

This S-Class prosthetic offered little in terms of combat power enhancement; it was the kind of implant usually favored by hackers.

For some reason, however, Ninghang Technology required all its high-level security personnel to be equipped with this prosthetic, even though the neural strain it caused far exceeded that of a typical S-Class implant.

This was the power derived from the deformed individual’s prosthetics.

Beyond its prosthetic enhancements, the deformed individual also possessed the Extraordinary Profession power of a peak Tier Two Martial Artist.

Although Lin Qi hadn’t mastered the specific Cultivation methods of a Martial Artist, he could still use the body’s instinctual abilities—those that didn’t require learned memory—through the deformed individual.

’The powers of a Tier One Martial Artist are mostly simple enhancements, focusing on strength and constitution. That’s why the Martial Artist profession is so compatible with Prosthetic Implantation.’

’At Tier Two, Martial Artists start to truly exhibit the traits of an Extraordinary Profession. Their nervous systems are greatly enhanced, and they gain an initial grasp of Spiritual Power. At this stage, Martial Artists begin to widely use their professional extraordinary skills... in other words, Martial Arts.’

’In the Cyber Era, in addition to cultivating Martial Arts on their own, Martial Artists can also purchase Martial Arts Chips. These chips use a prosthetic neural-interface OS as a relay to intelligently stimulate the nerves, unleashing powerful close-quarters combat abilities.’

Lin Qi checked the Martial Arts Chips loaded into Dong Liyi’s implanted operating system.

There weren’t many, only three. One of them was recorded onto a blank chip, which was likely a Martial Art that Dong Liyi had practiced for years.

[Mid-Level Martial Technique Chip - Mountain Collapse]

[Mid-Level Martial Arts Chip - Heavy Arm]

[Recorded High-Level Martial Arts Chip - Heart Eye]

Lin Qi reviewed the chips’ effects while briefly acclimating to these new powers.

He felt just like a scoundrel in a video game who had just stolen an account and was now inspecting its owner’s assets.

This was the first time Lin Qi had ever controlled a deformed individual that was so powerful on its own.

If he could master control over this deformed individual, he could probably unleash enough combat power to instantly kill a Prosthetic Implanter on the level of Brother Green Hair.

After all, in theory, this deformed individual was practically a one-to-one replica of its original owner. The deformed individual’s theoretical power limit was identical to how strong the original owner had been.

Lin Qi didn’t spend much time acclimating. Once he had a general understanding of its various abilities, he proceeded to the next step.

He controlled the deformed individual to leave the Prosthetic Clinic, locking the main door behind him on his way out.

Once outside, he headed toward the Ninghang Technology branch office.

It was already past 5:00 PM. Dong Liyi’s shift was from 6:00 PM to 6:00 AM the next morning.

Acting as Dong Liyi, Lin Qi couldn’t afford to maintain his usual ’fine tradition’ of clocking in at the last possible second. He arrived at the Ninghang Technology branch office early.

As the deformed individual moved, Lin Qi’s real body also drew within a one-kilometer radius—the maximum control range. He took the opportunity to use his Spiritual Vision to thoroughly observe the interior of the Ninghang Technology building.

According to Guang Ling, if Ninghang Technology was attempting a grand deception, then the mission objective—the mother sample—should be located somewhere inside the company’s building.

Lin Qi scanned every suspicious area, his brow quickly furrowing.

’No trace of the mother sample. But there are quite a few sub-samples... a full twelve of them.’

The sub-samples held little interest for Lin Qi.

He had already analyzed a sub-sample back in Red Fruit City. Leaving aside any Extraordinary factors, there was little to be learned from them. But if he were to use Extraordinary methods, he wouldn’t be able to handle the strain at his current level.