Chapter 13: Industrial Trash (Extra Chapter for Alliance Leader)

Seeing that Chen Fan didn't say anything, the middle-aged woman understood a bit. She shook her head helplessly and reached out to touch the tear-streaked face of Xiao Wen.

"Since the Chosen One has no good solutions, I'll take Xiao Wen tomorrow…"

"Wait."

Chen Fan interrupted her words: "Aunt Shen, there's something I want to ask."

"Xiao Wen's right hand is a miracle granted by the gods. How could Gao Li dare to use it as collateral?"

"Doesn't he fear the church coming after him?"

The middle-aged woman looked confused, shaking her head: "I... I don't know."

She thought for a while, then speculated, "Maybe the church doesn't care about this kind of thing?"

Chen Fan's gaze sharpened.

Did they not care, or were they intentionally turning a blind eye?

It wasn't that he was being paranoid, but he had encountered similar situations in his past life.

Chen Fan's eyes shifted to the boy and spoke in a low voice, "Aunt Shen, I want to take a good look at Xiao Wen's right hand, if that's alright…"

The middle-aged woman had no hesitation in complying with the request of the Chosen One. She nodded quickly.

She wouldn't have hesitated to fulfill even more unreasonable requests from him, considering how devoted she was.

With Chen Fan's attention on her, the middle-aged woman pulled the shy little boy toward her and rolled up his sleeve.

A delicate mechanical arm was clearly visible in front of Chen Fan's eyes!

...

The entire mechanical prosthesis was proportioned perfectly, without any visible energy supply devices or complex control lines...

Its craftsmanship was incredibly detailed, with many mysterious, line-like patterns carved into the surface.

This was truly a work of art!

At least, that's how it appeared to Chen Fan.

His expression shifted slightly as he examined the mechanical arm closely.

Through the intricate patterns, he could clearly see the tiny gears and energy circuits still working on its surface.

Next to these fine energy circuits, there were scattered mini indicator lights flickering with faint glows.

Chen Fan's gaze slowly moved up the arm, finally stopping at the connection point between the mechanical prosthesis and the carbon-based flesh—there was a circular interface where the entire prosthesis was attached, like a plug being inserted into the interface.

After some careful observation, Chen Fan reluctantly accepted a harsh reality.

This was no technological creation within his understanding. Even in his past life on Blue Star, such a mechanical prosthesis could not have been made!

As soon as he came to this conclusion, a heavy feeling settled in his chest.

Since this prosthesis was a "miracle" granted by the gods, it meant that the "god" behind it possessed technology far beyond his imagination!

This immediately reduced his chances of escaping his fate as the Chosen One!

[Chen Fan?]

A soft reminder echoed in his mind, [In guest mode, the basic scanning power of the smart terminal is low, and only physical contact can complete the scan.]

But that wasn't all!

He had his "trump card"!

[壹], this high-tech creation from an advanced civilization was his hope for a comeback!

With that thought, Chen Fan felt a little more at ease.

He reached out his right hand and gently gripped the precision mechanical prosthesis.

The smart terminal in the form of gloves didn't obstruct his sense of touch.

The entire prosthesis radiated a sharp, cold aura from within, and its smooth surface clearly showcased its high-end craftsmanship!

[Basic scan complete.]

As soon as 壱's electronic voice resonated in Chen Fan's mind, he naturally let go of the mechanical prosthesis.

Facing the middle-aged woman's worried gaze, Chen Fan maintained a calm face and lied smoothly, "Aunt Shen, I have a rough idea of the situation."

"I'll try to help you speak to the church deacon, if I can."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman immediately brightened, and a genuine smile spread across her face. She thanked Chen Fan repeatedly before turning to kneel before the statue, pulling her child along, and fervently murmuring words of gratitude to the god.

The statue on the table stood silently, observing everything happening in the room.

To Chen Fan, the faint smile on its lips was particularly glaring.

He shook his head slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Without staying any longer, he turned and left the oppressive room.

...

Back home, Chen Fan, preoccupied with the mechanical prosthesis, didn't notice the strange look in his mother's eyes in the living room.

Under his mother's silent gaze, he hurried to his room.

"Click."

The door locked behind him.

Chen Fan's thoughts moved, and the silvery-white smart terminal appeared on his palm. "壱, any findings?"

As soon as he spoke, a bright blue light appeared in front of him, quickly forming into a highly detailed 3D holographic image of the mechanical prosthesis.

The next moment, the model of the prosthesis was automatically disassembled into countless parts of varying sizes, and 壱's voice also sounded:

[The processing method of the components is quite crude, and the precision of various parts is extremely low.]

[Trash, an absolute piece of industrial junk!]

[I really don't know who designed this blueprint, but I'd love to give them a good slap across the face!]

Chen Fan stared blankly at the floating holographic projection, raising his hand to rub his ear in a daze.

Good heavens, even the smart terminal curses now.

[Don't doubt it, everything I said is the truth!]

Maybe noticing Chen Fan's reaction, 壱's tone grew stronger: [I even found 37 basic errors in its framework, and 3 major ones.]

[The design of this thing is simply a mess!]

[How could such industrial garbage be installed on a sentient being? He… spit!]

Chen Fan's eyes twitched. He muttered softly, "Even if its design is a bit off, your reaction shouldn't be this intense, right?"

[You wouldn't understand.]

[Let me give you a simple analogy. It's like seeing the back of a woman who could easily score a 90, but when you turn around, she's actually a scruffy man picking his nose.]

[And this man even has makeup on and is winking at you.]

[Maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, but that's basically the feeling.]

Chen Fan shuddered.

Alright, the mental image was now there.

After venting, 壱's frustration eased, and its tone returned to normal: [All in all, the technological level of this prosthesis is not high.]

[Its internal power source is a micro-fusion battery, which is a standard operation, though the fusion battery's manufacturing technology is a bit crude.]

[The control method relies on outdated nerve and muscle controls, which will have a significant negative impact on that boy's nervous system. It will likely cause some harm to his brain development.]

[As for the internal structure and components... I've already given my evaluation.]