Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Chapter 42: Divine Machine - Luo Hand

"Hey, Zhou Yan, do you think I'm awesome?"

Luo Ke didn't care about Zhou Yan's restrained emotion, she only wanted to get praise.

Zhou Yan was silent for a few seconds, rubbed his face, and then praised sincerely: "That's amazing, Xiao Ke, you are simply a genius."

Luo Xuan, who was standing next to her, finally calmed down from her surprise. She pointed at the mechanical arm, looked at her sister and asked seriously, "Xiao Ke, did you really do this by yourself?"

"What else?" Luo Ke said proudly, "Sister, don't forget that I am a top student. For this kind of simple-function magical machine, I can just refer to some drawings, order some materials, and arrange a simple transmission circuit, and I can make it."

Luo Xuan stopped talking, but a rare, relieved smile appeared on her face.

She knew that her sister had been a mechanic fan since she was young and had a talent for it.

But I didn't expect that his talent was so high.

If it is said that Luo Xuan is a genius in swordsmanship.

The younger sister Luo Ke was only seventeen years old and not even an adult yet, but she could make this kind of equipment independently.

His talent in mechanics is probably no less than hers.

"Divine machine?" Zhou Yan stared at the metal arm in front of him and curiously repeated the term that Luo Xuan and Luo Ke had mentioned several times.

He asked curiously, "Why does this robot have such a strange name like 'Divine Machine'?"

"Shouldn't it be called something more conventional like 'prosthetic limb'?"

When Luo Xuan heard Zhou Yan's question, she shook her head and pointed to the back of the robotic hand.

Zhou Yan looked in the direction of her finger and saw a special symbol on the back of her hand, like a dragon with wings on its back.

"It has the mark of Yinglong, which means that the core of the machine's operation uses the 'divine machine circuit' approved by 'Yinglong Palace', rather than the conventional circuit machine. This kind of mechanical creation is collectively called 'divine machine'."

Luo Xuan said lightly.

"So that's how it is. I understand." Zhou Yan nodded thoughtfully.

He previously thought that compared to Earth, this world only had the addition of the wonderful concept of "martial arts".

However, I didn’t know that there is a concept called “divine machine” which is different from conventional technology.

When he first knew that Luo Ke was a major in the "Divine Machine Department", he thought that the so-called "Divine Machine" was just a nickname for "machine" in this country.
'It seems that there are still many things in this world that I need to understand.'
Zhou Yan thought silently.

Luo Ke didn't care too much. She impatiently pulled Zhou Yan up and picked up the mechanical arm: "Zhou Yan, come and try it to see if it works."

Zhou Yan stood up obediently, staring silently at Luo Ke's excited little face, and raised his left arm according to her instructions.

Then he watched Luo Ke press a position on the inside of the robotic arm.

The next second, the originally completely closed robotic arm expanded outward as a whole.

Then, Luo Ke pinched Zhou Yan's left arm, calibrated it, and put the mechanical glove on it.

She pressed the button again, and the unfolded robotic arm slowly contracted until it was perfectly connected to Zhou Yan's left arm.

It was as if his left arm, from half of his forearm to his entire palm, had turned into a mechanical creation.

Luo Ke chuckled, bent his knuckles and tapped the mechanical hand that had been equipped. Listening to the crisp metal sound, he said to Zhou Yan with great interest: "Zhou Yan, how does it feel?"

Zhou Yan nodded. He raised his left arm in front of his eyes, turned his elbow and wrist, and looked at the palm he had again. He couldn't help but smile.

This looks much better.
Luo Ke tilted her head: "Zhou Yan, don't just look at it, move your hand." Move?
Zhou Yan's eyes flickered. He stared at the mechanical hand and asked softly without saying anything, "Can I move it? What should I do?"

Luo Ke chuckled, as if it was a matter of course: "This is a divine weapon. If it can't move, isn't it no different from an ordinary arm armor?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pinched the inside of Zhou Yan's forearm: "Come on, use your strength and tighten this area."

Zhou Yan did as he was told.

Then his eyes widened immediately.

As his forearm tensed, the metal mechanical palm changed from an open state to a clenched fist state!
Moreover, depending on the degree of tension he holds, it can be clearly seen that the degree of tightening of the fist is also different.

"This is amazing." Zhou Yan was shocked and couldn't help muttering to himself.

He couldn't help but raise the mechanical hand in front of his eyes, and kept trying to tighten his forearm muscles, admiring the sight of the black and gray palm grasping and releasing, and he felt that it was pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at it.

Although it was just a cold metal palm, he could not feel the touch of a real palm from the prosthesis in front of him.

But when I was about to resign myself to my fate and accept my current disability, I suddenly received such a gift.

It was hard not to be surprised.

On the contrary, Luo Ke beside her didn't look very satisfied. She pinched her chin and shook her head helplessly: "Unfortunately, the knowledge I have now is only enough to make a fist like this. It's not as flexible as a real palm."

"Also, due to insufficient funds, this prototype is not yet perfect. I need to regularly maintain and lubricate it. Remember to ask me to maintain it.

"This Luo's hand has a grip of more than 50 kilograms after clenching into a fist. Although it is not as strong as your right hand, it is enough for daily life.
"Also, the grip of this palm consumes electricity. Zhou Yan, remember to take it off and charge it before you go to bed at night. The charging port is on the side of the back of your hand.
After rambling on, Luo Ke lightly snapped his fingers and patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder: "Hey, in short, Zhou Yan, this is just a prototype. You can use it for now. When I go to college and learn more advanced knowledge about divine machines, I will help you upgrade this Luo Hand."

"By then, I will be able to make an awesome Luo Hand that is as powerful as a real hand."

She smiled brightly and spoke with confidence.

Zhou Yan looked at the arrogant Luo Ke and said seriously, "Thank you, Xiao Ke. This is already a pleasant surprise for me."

"Hehehe~" Luo Ke heard Zhou Yan's gratitude and hit him with a smile, "Then you have to work hard and give me the money. I have drained my little coffers to get this for you."

"it is good!"

He earnestly promised the girl in front of him: "I will work hard to pay back the money."

Luo Xuan, who was standing next to them, looked at the two people who were looking at each other with a smile, and his sword-like eyes moved slightly.

She took a step forward, patted Zhou Yan directly, and said, "Okay, it's time to practice swordplay."

The voice was a little cold.

Luo Ke was so scared that she trembled all over.

She stuck out her tongue at Luo Xuan: "What? Sister, why are you so unkind?"

Luo Xuan ignored her and dragged Zhou Yan away, leaving behind a simple sentence.

"Luo Ke, it's your turn to wash the dishes today."

"what the hell!"

Luo Ke yelled in dissatisfaction.

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(End of this chapter)