"Neuro-gear?" Walter couldn't help but perk up.
"That's right, like this," Lin Qing extended a finger towards him. The nail flipped open, revealing a small blade that reflected a silvery white glow, sending a chill down Walter's spine.
The chill wasn't because the blade was particularly sharp or well-hidden. He noticed that it wasn't emerging from flesh but stored in a sophisticated sheath, which itself was part of the finger, serving both as a container and a functioning digit.
This girl's hand... is it artificial?
As if to confirm his suspicion, Lin Qing flipped her palm over, making it bloom like a lotus, revealing extremely complex circuitry and interfaces inside.
Walter was dumbfounded.
He was well aware of the current state of prosthetic limbs or robotic arms. Let alone operating with the freedom of a natural limb, even performing a few basic grip actions required by daily life was exceedingly difficult!
