NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

silence,

After Ingrid explained this, the two were met with a long silence.

Yin Hua was incredibly clever. Hearing her boss say this, she naturally understood that he was implying that even if the guy's perfectly intact right leg was replaced with a prosthesis, there would still be a series of possibilities, such as the original pelvis not being able to support it.

what does this mean?

This means an extremely high surgical mortality rate...

While mechanical modification and Niki modification are similar in logic, both involving human brain control of a mechanical body, from a surgical perspective, they are worlds apart.

Niki, that's transplanting her brain directly into a pre-made prosthetic body. The entire transplant process is almost risk-free, and the survival rate depends solely on whether the compatibility between the transplanted brain and the prosthetic body can reach the minimum standard.

Mechanical modification, on the other hand, uses the human body as a framework, dismantling the original components and replacing them with artificial ones. The mortality rate is even more appalling than that of Niki's modifications.

“He can refuse the surgery; he has the right to apply to the central computer for retirement.”

After a moment's thought, Yin Hua, with an icy expression, subconsciously offered her opinion.

"If the survival of a race has become so dire that it is necessary to force a fellow human being to risk their life to save the world."

Then all the efforts and resistance of us soldiers who willingly chose to fight on the ground, the blood and tears of our decades-long yearning to reclaim the land, and the hundreds of millions of human soldiers who died in battle more than a hundred years ago, have become a complete joke.

Ingrid, the lone hero who single-handedly defeats the enemy and saves human civilization, should stay in the movie theater. Don't bring it into reality to disgust me.

"Watch your words, Yinhua."

Sensing the anger and concern hidden in her ace subordinate's cold tone, Ingrid frowned slightly and said:

"I agree with your point of view, and I also don't believe that individual heroism can be realized in reality."

But you'd better think this through: do you really believe he got here all by himself?

That's not what your battle report says. Without Niki's rescue, he would have been killed on the battlefield long ago.

Similarly, without his command and decision-making, how many of the students from MMR High School, including Marian and Diesel, would have survived?

Yin Hua: "..."

The boss's words undoubtedly shut Yinhua up. But Yinhua was quick-witted and retorted in the blink of an eye:

“That’s not my point. My point is that this kind of surgery, which involves almost complete remodeling of the internal organs, has a mortality rate that is conservatively estimated to be over 90%. Ingrid, what gives you the right to sign the surgical consent form for him?”

Ingrid: "..."

What status?

The Empress, her temper flaring from the employee's retort, raised her delicate eyebrows and said, though her argument was flawed, her spirit was unyielding:

"I don't want to answer this question. You can go to the rehabilitation center and ask them when you have time."

That concludes the discussion. You are now aware of your condition; get out.

Yin Hua: "..."

Yin Hua: "...Tch."

Chapter 207 Ga? Ga my ass!

Yinhua is gone.

He left the ward with an aura that kept everyone at arm's length.

Even so, the girl still tiptoed away, afraid of making any noise and accidentally disturbing the patient.

Ingrid, who noticed this small detail, also revealed a faint hint of unease.

Although her top subordinate always took good care of the wounded, it was still surprising that Yin Hua acted so cautiously...

Could it be that she likes men too?

Looking down at the still unconscious Phoenix patient, Ingrid couldn't help but show a hint of disgust.

Or maybe we should also remove that unruly grip between his legs.

That way, he won't go around harming other women all the time.

Perhaps sensing the Queen's terrifying thoughts in the darkness of his sleep, the patient struggled to open his eyes in a daze.

weak,

She is truly weak.

Okay,

It's really nothing.

The only thing to consider is the details of prosthetic body transplantation.

Missilis must not get involved. Although Shuen possesses the Ark's most advanced technology, with that brat's brain, she would definitely dare to leave a few backdoors during the surgery to threaten him.

Meanwhile, the central government is a bunch of guys who can only buy technology and resources, and can't do anything except supervise.

As for Mastin...

Judging from the method of "using the underworld queen to prevent the outer perimeter from being unified", President Tetra is not as kind as he appears on the surface.

After much deliberation, Phoenix realized that Ingrid was the most reliable candidate.

We're all in the same boat after all; if I were to die like this, it wouldn't do her any good.

"..."

A series of soft murmurs danced beneath the breathing mask, the lieutenant's pale lips slightly parted as if he were saying something.

Seeing this, the Queen did not stop the other party from resting. Instead, she bent down and listened to what the man had to say.

"You...arrange...the surgery."

"Ah."

"The Pure Land of Bliss..."

"……it is good."

……

Phoenix, an orphan raised in the Ark Welfare Institute, has an unusually simple family structure, so simple that it is difficult to find a legal person to sign various consent forms on his behalf.

Therefore, when Ingrid signed her name as a guarantor on the transfer agreement in Phoenix, the woman felt exceptionally happy that night.

That feeling was even more exhilarating than signing the new board agreement and becoming the new chairman.

It gives you a sense of security, like stamping your own breeding pigs' seal.

"Mana."

After completing the necessary procedures, Ingrid returned to her ward and, while operating her tablet to upload the medical report transferred by the hospital, made a phone call to her assistant.

"Notify the research institute to call all our engineers from the exoskeleton and prosthetics research groups over and, according to the rules, pay them five times their hourly wage."

This personnel reshuffle is classified as the highest level of secrecy in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss… no, it's downgraded to Level Two Secret.

"Okay, President."

"Yeah, thank you for working so late at night."

After hanging up the call, the CEO's fingers and gaze suddenly stopped on two documents within his own company.

—"Limitations of Manipulation Simulation of Male Primary Sexual Characteristic Prosthetics" and "Limitations of Pleasure Simulation of Male Primary Sexual Characteristic Prosthetics"

……

……

So, are you going to get it cut?

"What do you think?"

As Ingrid looked at him with her unrestrained, raised-eyebrow gaze, a man's blood pressure reading began to spike uncontrollably.

What a vicious woman! I treated her as an ally, but all she did was plot against me...

"Cut it."

"Cut my ass!"

The lieutenant grew anxious, and at the same time, the blood pressure monitor readings also rose sharply.

However, in the Queen's eyes, Phoenix's current exasperated appearance was not frightening at all, but rather quite cute, so she couldn't help but continue to tease him:

"It's okay, I don't care."

Ingrid's words were like a chubby advertisement suddenly inserted into a Balabala video, catching everyone off guard.

Is this...is this a confession?

The man, whose blood pressure had dropped, blinked, not quite understanding why someone's way of expressing their feelings could be so abstract, with such abrupt transitions that even the advertising client couldn't stand it.

However, Phoenix can't be blamed for this, since he didn't know that Yin Hua had come to see him.

Therefore, he would never know how strong a sense of crisis Ingrid felt after discovering that Yin Hua had feelings for him.