Nighttime.
Inside a large hospital room.
Sergeant Qian Rui lay on a hospital bed, feeling slightly nervous.
He turned his head to glance at his severed right arm, and whispered to himself, "Truly miraculous!"
Half a day ago.
He killed a Yeti but lost his right arm.
Two hours ago.
People from the Great Xia Superpower Research Institute flew in from the capital and injected him with a light green medicine.
Within just five minutes.
Qian Rui watched as his wound healed at a visible speed, and the pain completely vanished.
He had seen similar videos on his phone, but witnessing it firsthand still gave him a little shock.
The Superpower Era truly is an era filled with miracles.
Qian Rui slightly moved his severed arm, feeling a wave of bitterness swelling in his heart: "So this is the feeling of being disabled."
Although he didn't regret any of it, losing an arm was still a bit saddening.
He sighed, "I hope the mechanical combat arm really works."
