Dual Worlds: I Have a Doomsday World

Theoretically, no Prosthetic Doctor is skilled enough to personally perform a heart replacement on themselves.

But Lin Qi was no ordinary Prosthetic Doctor.

Lin Qi possessed Spiritual Vision, as well as convenient Abilities like Spiritual Power Materialization and Splitting.

A small clump of cells quietly detached from Lin Qi’s body.

Before long, a new "Lin Qi" was standing beside the operating table.

This new "Lin Qi" only had a Tier Two physique and none of his other Abilities.

However, for a Prosthetic Doctor, a Tier Two physique was more than enough.

’My Splitting Ability requires me to remain conscious to control it, which means for this implantation surgery, I can only use local anesthesia at most.’

Local anesthesia was fine for implanting limb Prosthetic Bodies; Lin Qi could manage the dosage.

But looking at the prosthetic heart, Lin Qi hesitated. In the end, he couldn’t bring himself to do it the hard way and decided to use an embedded implantation method.

It was only because Lin Qi was both a Prosthetic Doctor and a Prosthetic Engineering researcher that he could even devise the entire plan.

The knowledge he had worked so hard to acquire over many years was finally paying off.

Having settled on his approach, Lin Qi began the final installation.

He lay on the operating table and prepared the local anesthetic.

He controlled the aberrant individual.

Inject.

The hand rose!

The scalpel fell!

With the first cut, the natural psychological barrier of a Wizard quietly dissolved.

It seemed only a Wizard in a complete, whole state possessed that particular psychological aversion.

Once his body was no longer whole, Lin Qi’s disgust for Prosthetic Body implantation completely vanished.

’Don’t want to install Prosthetic Bodies?’

’No way!’

’Install them!’

’Install them all!’

’Prosthetic Bodies are a form of combat power too!’

’I have so much knowledge about Prosthetic Bodies, why shouldn’t I install them?’

Lin Qi’s line of thinking seemed to have reached the same level as the old man’s.

Putting his Wizard instincts aside, Lin Qi was actually quite fond of Prosthetic Bodies; otherwise, he wouldn’t have become a Prosthetic Engineering researcher.

From the perspective of the aberrant individual, Lin Qi performed the surgery with precision.

No one knew the structure of his own body better than Lin Qi.

With the aid of his Spiritual Vision, it was as if Lin Qi had a god’s-eye view.

There were no superfluous movements; every cut was just right.

...

After nearly two more hours of work, the Lin Qi on the operating table, aside from being naked, had returned to his usual appearance.

Compared to when he arrived, there was no change on the surface; he looked exactly the same.

It was just that his Exoskeleton had become a solid Prosthetic Body.

Setting aside his Extraordinary Power, Lin Qi’s combat effectiveness had been enhanced.

At this moment, Lin Qi’s original body was still lying on the operating table, calmly staring at the ceiling.

He seemed calm, but in reality, his forehead was beaded with sweat.

It was from the pain.

To prevent the anesthetic from affecting his consciousness, Lin Qi had limited the dosage, which couldn’t block out all the pain.

Cutting off arms and legs, even operating on the spine.

The dose of anesthesia was clearly insufficient.

Lin Qi was currently staring at his own body from the perspective of the aberrant individual.

He felt like something was missing...

The Divine Iron Bull?

Lin Qi quickly sat up on the operating table.

No way!

That’s crossing the line!

The whole Divine Iron Bull thing was clearly a joint promotional campaign by Liu’s Heavy Industries’ product and marketing departments; Lin Qi had never even used it as a disguise.

To hell with the Divine Iron Bull!

Lin Qi sat up straight, experiencing the new sensations.

The feeling of a Prosthetic Body was completely different from that of an Exoskeleton.

Although most sensations were replaced by the Prosthetic Body’s simulated neural signals, making them feel almost identical, the brain could clearly tell that these neural signals were questionable.

Furthermore, during the transmission of these neural signals, the body’s own nerves would be eroded by the Prosthetic Body.

Theoretically, this sense of dislocation is the core reason people become cyber madmen.

’The existence of Spiritual Power can increase tolerance to Prosthetic Bodies, as can one’s physical constitution.’

’With my current Spiritual Power and physique, I can handle an A-Class Prosthetic Body.’

’But if I had an S-Class Prosthetic Body implanted, the burden on my nervous system would be immense, and it might even affect my emotions.’

A full-body A-Class Prosthetic Body implantation was close to Lin Qi’s tolerance limit.

Part of the reason was that Lin Qi had never truly implanted a Prosthetic Body before, so his body hadn’t gone through a gradual adaptation process.

Standing up, he felt a slight lack of coordination in his body.

This wasn’t an issue with Lin Qi’s craftsmanship as a Prosthetic Doctor; his body just needed to adapt.

He checked the time: 4:40 AM, March 27, 2089.

If he went to the company in this state, his incomplete coordination would likely expose some flaws.

Fortunately, Lin Qi had extra time.

The cooldown for [Door] was complete. Lin Qi could get twenty-four hours to adapt in the Doomsday World.

According to his experience as a Prosthetic Doctor, twenty-four hours was generally enough for an Implanter to adapt to a new Prosthetic Body.

Stepping off the operating table, Lin Qi didn’t bother getting dressed.

He first glanced at the aberrant individual that had been busy all night.

The aberrant individual had the exact same appearance as the natural human version of Lin Qi.

Lin Qi withdrew the power of "Splitting".

The aberrant individual seemed to instantly lose its life, collapsing to the ground.

Immediately after, Lin Qi activated the laser burner built into his A-Class Prosthetic Body’s arm.

A somewhat familiar-looking charred pile appeared on the floor.

Next, Lin Qi grabbed the A-Class Suppressor and activated the power of [Door], heading to the Doomsday World.

...

Light and shadow flickered before his eyes, and Lin Qi found himself sitting in the 6th-floor conference room of the Mo University Camp in the Doomsday World.

He was completely naked, still clutching the A-Class Suppressor in his hand.

Controlling his new body, he awkwardly put on some clothes from the Doomsday World.

Then, he began his daily Meditation.

Twelve hours of quiet time would allow his body’s nervous system to become more compatible with the Prosthetic Body.

By the time Lin Qi finished his Meditation, the symptoms of his body’s maladjustment had mostly faded.

The rest of the adaptation process required a more dynamic approach.

Taking the A-Class Suppressor with him, Lin Qi left the conference room and found Wang Ziru.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Wang Ziru didn’t notice anything unusual about Lin Qi at all.

After all, from the outside, Lin Qi’s body hadn’t changed in the slightest.

Lin Qi said to Wang Ziru, "Arrange for an empty operating table for me in the infirmary, and then have Wang Qiang come find me there."

Although he hadn’t fully adapted to his own bodily changes, Lin Qi hadn’t forgotten about Wang Qiang.

This A-Class Suppressor was prepared for Wang Qiang.

While modifying the Prosthetic Body, Lin Qi had also specially altered this Suppressor.

He had enhanced its pain-suppressing functions.

Given Wang Qiang’s physical condition, his need for pain relief was immense.

Having his body constantly torn apart by Spiritual Particles twenty-four hours a day was no different from suffering the continuous, unending torture of death by a thousand cuts.

After receiving his orders, Wang Ziru immediately took action, personally going to make the arrangements.

Meanwhile, Lin Qi first took a stroll through the production workshop of the Mo University Camp.

While moving his body around, he offered some guidance on technical issues to the laborers of the Mo University Camp.

The laborers of the Mo University Camp were already proficient at producing L-Class Prosthetic Bodies, but they were still somewhat lacking in theoretical knowledge.

However, their learning ability was on point, and they could effectively absorb the knowledge Lin Qi explained.

If they were in the Cyber World, their intelligence would be sufficient to enter a large corporation and become grunts there too.

About ten minutes later, Lin Qi left the production workshop and headed for the infirmary at the end of the corridor.

Wang Qiang had already arrived and was sitting calmly in a chair.

Lin Qi observed Wang Qiang’s expression.

Compared to their meeting yesterday, Wang Qiang’s eyes were much more bloodshot.

The feeling of being constantly torn apart by Spiritual Particles was not pleasant.

Lin Qi didn’t know if Wang Qiang had been mentally prepared before injecting that liquid Extraordinary Item.

Lin Qi spoke up, "Do you regret it?"

Wang Qiang looked up at Lin Qi, confused. "Regret what?"

Wang Qiang still didn’t know why Lin Qi had summoned him to the infirmary.

But since he had chosen to be stationed at the Mo University Camp, he had to follow its arrangements according to the rules.

"Your body’s condition will only get worse. The long-term, intense pain will eventually break your nervous system. You’ll go insane."

"Do you regret getting stronger that way? Do you regret choosing to be stationed at the Mo University Camp?"

Lin Qi looked into Wang Qiang’s eyes, wanting an answer.

Hearing this, Wang Qiang answered directly, without any hesitation.

"If I had the chance to choose again, I think I would make the same decision."

"I would still choose to become stronger. I would still choose to accept the mission from Headquarters and come to be stationed at the Mo University Camp. This place is humanity’s hope."

"I have absolutely no regrets."